Disclamer: not mine
Hi what you are now about to read is the personal life of Isabella Swan, my life Hi what you are now about to read is the personal life of Isabella Swan, my life. This is about what happens when my crappy life & my crappy luck get blended together and just so you know the results are good, bad, and worse. This is what happens when girl meets boy, girl likes boy, then finds out her new boyfriend is a Vegetarian Vampire. As a last word to those reading this lets just say life gets complicated…
I have lived in Phoenix my entire fourteen years of existence and I hate it. I hate the shabby two-bedroom apartment we slept in; so low to the ground that it was basically a hole, and the hole didn't even have AC. The city was so dry that I was surprised it didn't turn to dust when the wind picked up. There are some good things like the fact that the sun is always shining.
I live with my mom, my dad lives in Washington and I'm forced to go there every summer, who is easily the most paranoid person I have ever met. She has all these retarded superstitions that I thought people grew out of when they hit age 9, like no eating if there is a bird present, and don't walk in the path of a black cat, the normal freaky spiritual ghost crap.
Anyway, we have probably lived with at least… I've lost count in how many different men in the past 14 years during my moms 'business' as she calls it. She's a low life drug dealer who somehow managed to be inconspicuous in a major city with cops everywhere. But then again even I didn't even know where she hid it.
I have basically acted as my mom's mom rather than her child, taking care of her every need and issue like paying the bills and making sure there was food in the frig.
As you may have noticed I hate my life. Before my mom pulled me out of school at age 12 I had major plans to become a best selling author and a teacher. I loved to watch as young children's large eyes grew even larger with pleasure and sock as they eventually got the task completed correctly. For it filled me with pride as a pupil acceded beyond there original goals. I was also a fairly good writer, good enough to get tow of my works published in the paper. But that was before our pit got broken into stealing every last penny we had.
After that devastating blow my mom met Phil. Phil is the first guy my mom has ever dated after my dad that didn't have any tattoos, piercing, or drug additions. That alone makes me like him. But most of all I like the way he treats mom, when he looks at her I can see that he genuinely loves her for who she is.
Well that's a little recap of my life so far. That is until tow days ago when I made the most life-altering choice of my life. I finally agreed to live with my dad in the minuscule town of forks.
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