My name is Emma Marie Swan, I was born on September 13th, the same day as my mother. Her name is Isabella Marie Swan, and she's a vampire. We used to live in Forks, Washington but when she was turned, she gave me up for adoption and ran away. She's not the terrible person that she sounds, she's actually a very kind person, well, it would be much easier if I just told you the story.
My mother, Bella, as she liked to be called, moved to Forks to be with my grandfather, Charlie. There she met my father, Edward Cullen, and she found out that he and his family were vampires. They were very happy together until one day, Edward decided that he didn't love my mother anymore and he and his family left. My mother was heart broken and didn't know what to do with herself. It wasn't until a couple of months later that she noticed that she was pregnant, with me, and she knew Edward was the father because she had never been with anyone else. I was born a healthy baby girl and there was nothing abnormal about me. I had no hard, pale skin, or fangs, I was just plain old human. But there were some things that I got from my father. She said that I smile the same way that he does, a crooked smirk, and that I share his fondness of music. However, I don't like classical as much as he does. It's not bad, I just like a lot more modern types of music better. I also had the same colored hair as him, a brownish bronze, and although it was the waist-length's of my mother's, it fell kind of messy down my head. My friends said it still looked good though. But people say my face is almost identical to my mother's. I have chocolate brown eyes, a long skinny nose, and her same rosy soft lips. I was kind of pretty, I admit it, but not as beautiful as she was.
Anyway, when I was about 4, we moved away from my Grandpa Charlie's house and into a two-bedroom apartment not too far away from his. From then on me and my mother were like best friends. Until one day, when I was about 8, on her way home from work, her car was knocked off of the empty, dark road and into the forest by a couple of vampires. They bit her numerous times, but were scared away by something. We never knew what it was. I was left alone for two days, not knowing what had become of my mother. Until one night, I was woken up out of my sleep by the sound of my bedroom window being opened. I opened my eyes to the obvious figure of my mother standing in the gloom of the moon that poured through my window. In tears I ran to her and threw myself into her arms with a "Mommy! I missed you!" but something wasn't right. As soon as I made contact with her, her entire body tensed up and her body didn't feel as soft and warm as it usually did. It actually felt the exact opposite, cold and hard as stone. When I looked up into her eyes, the moonlight caught her face. Her face was even more beautiful than it had been a few days before, she was as pale as and egg, but her eyes… her eyes were a crimson red, staring down at me with a pained expression. I backed away slowly.
"Mommy, wh-what happened?" I was very confused.
Slowly and hesitantly, she knelt down and told me everthing that happened to her. Then she told me the truth about the Cullens, what they were and what she'd become. She told me everything about vampires and about my father. Who he was and what had happened between them. What he had done to her and how he effected her life. She also told me what I was. Up until that point I thought I was a normal girl, but I was actually half vampire, even though it didn't seem so. And what she whispered to me last, I'll never forget.
"I have to go. We can't be together anymore. I love you so much but I can't take care of you anymore. I'm not good for you, my thirst is too strong and I don't think I can control myself. I've set up for you to live with a new family, with a Mommy and Daddy, they are very nice and I'm sure they'll love you as much as I do. You must never look for me, or your father. I want you to live a completely normal and happy life with no interference from me, or the stupidity that he'd inflict. And please promise me that you'll never say anything about the existence of vampires to anyone, ever. It would be very dangerous for you. I love you so, so, so ,sooo, much and I wish we could stay together."
By then I was in tears, and her eyes looked like she would've been too if she could've cried. I simply nodded to everything she said as the tears rolled down my cheeks. She packed all of my stuff into two duffel bags, gave me $500 dollars to give to my new family and instructed me to climb onto her back. I did and she scooped up my bags with ease and began to run. I was amazed at how fast she could run but I wasn't too surprised, she had already informed me of all of the abilities of vampires. When she finally stopped and I unburied my face from her rock hard shoulder, we were in front of a humongous white house with a very large front yard and stone walkway leading up to the large steps which lead up to the door. I gasped at the huge house, imagining how many floors and rooms there were to explore.
"I know you'll be happy here." She said as I climbed down from her back. "I can't come in with you so I'm going to need you to be a big girl now. Take care of yourself. One day you'll be as happy as I once was, I just know it."
She then pulled two things out of her pocket. One was a folded up piece of paper and the other was a gold locket in the shape of a heart. It had my name engraved on the front and Inside was a picture of my Father and Mother on one side, and then on the other was a picture of my mother and me. The picture of my parents was my Mom riding on my mother's back. They were at the beach on a gloomy day. He was wearing swim trunks while she was wearing a bikini with Edward's oversized sweatshirt over it. They were both smiling as bright as the sun, my mother looking at the camera while Edward was looking up over his shoulder at her. They seemed so happy, how could something so pure be destroyed?
The picture of my mother and I was also on the beach, on a sunny day. She was sitting in the sand and I was sitting in between her legs. She was leaning over with her arms wrapped around my torso and her head wresting on top of mine. I had my hands resting on her arms, my legs crossed, and my head slightly twisted. She was smiling just as bright as she was in the other picture and I looked just as Edward did in the other. We had the same exact crooked smile and all.
I looked up from the picture, fresh tears in my eyes, and her beaming face as she looked at the pictures too.
Breaking from her trance she handed me the piece of paper. "Give this to your new parents and be strong my lamb." She whispered hastily.
She kissed the top of my head and disappeared. Leaving me alone in the dark. I walked up the long stone path to the door and rang the doorbell. A tall, elegant looking man, with neat brown hair answered. He took one long look at me with wide eyes and called for his wife without taking his eyes from me. Without a word, I held out the note to him and the money that my Mother had given me. He took the note and began to read it, not even glancing at the money. When his wife arrived, a tall, beautiful, just as elegant looking woman with blonde hair and rosy cheeks, she matched his shocked face when she saw me. She began to read the note over her husband's shoulder. The whole time I stood in silence, peaking around their legs to get a look at their large house, my soon to be home.
"Aw honey… Emma" She said looking back at the note. "Come in, come in, it's freezing out there. Henry take her bags." She directed that one towards her husband.
And thus I began my life in my new home. I am now a 16 year old girl in my Junior year of highschool. I've lived with Henry and Kate since then and we've been a perfectly happy family since. I still miss my mother dearly and wish I could've spent my days with her, but I love Kate and Henry too, as if they were my real parents. I have never had the desire to find my real Father. He means nothing to me. He left my mother, didn't love her anymore, and broke her heart. We have no connection whatsoever. Edward Cullen is dead to me.