Okay, this is my first time writing, so i apologise if it's no good :) I'm english, so it's not that i cant spell.
Basically, bella is the sister to the salvatore brothers. There is something special about those three...and i wont tell you anymore :D
I stared at the large marble doors. I was at a museum, a place I once called my home. I could remember pulling up on horse and carriage, the foots man holding the door for me as i stepped out into the chilly air or mid-winter. The last days of my life were hard to remember, but I still could.
I had grown up here, spoke my first words, taken my first steps here, even thrown my first punch (not something expected of a lady) and yet, for some reason, I was scared to walk through the doors. I knew what I would find, a large welcoming lobby, with a glass chandelier and a spiral staircase that covered the right side of the room. But yet it wouldn't be the same. There would be dozens of people, buying tickets to allow them to see the rest of the palace. It wouldn't be home. It would be a place of history. My history.
But I had to do this. If I was to fulfill my destiny, I had to overcome my greatest fear.
My past.
Please review it :)
