Hello readers this story tells about my oc sandy's past hope you like it now the disclaimer
I do not own twilight Stephenie Meyer does.
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Sandy's POV
I was writing a note to my older brother who like me is a shapeshifter to so I wrote to him to tell him what the La Push pack was, what they were like, and how I was doing. When I heard the door open and shut I looked at the clock three thirty the Uley kids where over here to get there homework done. So I hid the letter and went to greet them. The oldest one who is a shapeshifter to had already gotten started while the younger one was looking at a piece of paper then at me then at the paper again then I asked,
"Okay what do you need me for?" I asked a little annoyed with the starring,
"I need you to tell me a story then I need that story written then I need to write what I thought about the story," she finished waiting for me to answer her I nodded my head sitting down in the chair next to her and suddenly thought of the perfect story so I started to tell it,
"Once there was a little girl who lived in sadness because she felt like she was unloved she never laughed she never smiled her parents never played with her or gave her any forms of love. Her father drank all day and her mother did drugs. So she would just sit on the couch hearing her parents fight everyday and everyday she herd some slaps and some … very colorful langue got more frequent. Until one night her father got very angry one night from behind the coach she herd two gun shots she rushed to the phone and called the police then the day after that some people took the girl to her older half brother and his family and she has been happy ever sense then." When I was finished it was time for them to go home when the older one asked,
"Who was the story based off of?" he asked with a stern look that said don't-joke-with-me-you-know-what-I'm-talking-about look.
"If you really want to know what it was about I'll tell you, it was about my childhood my sad, lonely, shitty childhood," I said I should have not told them that dam story in the first place now I was on the verge of tears. He simply nodded and left with his sister. I closed the door ,went to my room, sat down on my bed, and started to cry. Thirty minutes after I started to cry someone opened and shut the door and walked into my room I looked up it was Embry my imprint he was holding me to him he didn't speak until I was done crying then he said,
"It's alright sandy you can cry on me," and that was exactly what I did.