I tried hard not to look back when I said goodbye to my sister. Tears were stuck in my throat; it felt as if I was dying a slow death. When I couldn't stand the feeling anymore I turned around, hoping to get a last view of her. I did not. She had hurried and already gone around the corner, I couldn't see her anymore. So that was it then… This was the end of our close relationship, of our sisters beyond everything philosophy.

The information about the Cullens were vague, I had only eavesdropped a conversation in which two vampires were mocking them. "Not eating humans", one had simply stated with an unbelieving look on his face. "Crazy!"

I needed to go on with my life, I could not always settle somewhere with my sister, making sure nobody would discover my existence. I related well with humans, I had no problem being around them but the fact that I was not growing and not getting older made it quite difficult to stay on some place for more than two years. My sister Tara had always been always pretending that she could cope with that but I did not believe her. I often found her crying when we had to leave a place- again. At the moment she looked 2 years older than me – although I was actually the one being older. I had been six when my parents died; she was few months old and my second sister two years. We came in an orphanage, my sisters both had no problems being there but I had. I remembered my parents; I remembered the fire and everything that had happened that night too well. When Pete came in the orphanage I started getting suspicious right from the very first day. I was already thirteen at that time but still could not understand the girls being so flattered around him and going out with him. Two years passed and I failed to realise the connection between the many missing kids and his quick changing girlfriends. Instead I fell for him. On my sixteenth birthday my dream seemed to get reality, he asked me out. We went to the cinema and around the city and I was sure that this was the most beautiful day of my life. We promise each other to meet again the next week because he was going to Mexico after that week. We set the date and only afterwards I remembered that it was Jenny's, my little sister's, birthday party. She was already twelve but I wanted to help her with her outfit and everything. Well I decided that my boyfriend was more important than my sister and so we took off without me saying bye to her.

We went through the forest and I felt that there was something that bothered him. Suddenly he started falling into a strange silence, he was listening. Soon after that moment my little sister ran towards us, crying. Her nose was bleeding badly and she stammered something about being hit by a boy. I wanted to run to her but Pete grabbed my arm and held me back. His strength was not human anymore; he even broke my arm with this grip. He soon lifted me up and threw me a few metres away.