A/N: Hey, all! This is supposed to be the real first chapter, the last one was a prologue type of thing. Anyway, my friend Lindsey (lindsiebee42) helped me with this and I'm giving a big shout out to her! Go check her out, she's scary talented.

I am not Stephanie Meyer, so I dont own anything, but i sure wish i owned a sparkly vampire boyfriend! :3

Chapter 1: The Beginning

The glass was shattering around me. I was squished into my seat by the twisted metal of the car and my breathing became labored. My mother gave a garbled scream and tried to protect me from the downpour of shards.

"Bella! Hold on-", were the last words to leave her bloody lips before she fell limply back into her seat.

"Mommy!", I screamed her name. Over and over, begging for her to wake up. My arms and hands were covered in blood, hers and my own, but I felt nothing…. How strange? Why don't I feel anything? What's going on?

The car next to us catches on fire and the fire followed a trail of gasoline straight towards our car. I was thrashing viciously, trying to get out from under the frame of the car, but it was no use. It reached the car in a matter of seconds and suddenly-

"MOMMY!", I cried out. My father, Charlie, raced into the room and restrained me.

"Bella! Honey, calm down! It was just a dream! It was just a dream, honey" , he said soothingly. I silently cried in his arms, remembering that day five years ago. The day I lost my mother, my normalcy and the day that I saw my first

ghost.

"Can you help me?". I woke with a start. Where was I? Where were my parents?

"Hello? They told me that you can see me…". I looked around and saw a sickly looking little boy next to my bed. Bed?

"Do you know where I am?" I asked shaking with fear. Why did my stomach hurt? I looked under a strange plastic-like gown to find a long jagged scratch along my stomach.

"We're in the hospital, but no one can see me and my room has someone else in it. The last time I saw my mommy, she was crying a lot. Did I die?" I examined the boy more closely and found that he was slightly translucent.

"Are you sick?" I asked pensively.

"Ya, I have leukemia". He said sadly. Well, that explains the sickly look. But not the translucence.

"Do you see a light?" I pushed.

"Ya, actually. Its been following me around forever!" He explained in an aggravated tone.

"Try going into it, maybe it's a good thing!" I acted excited, but I was actually really creeped out and I wanted him to go away.

"Okay," he said quietly "its worth a try." His eyes focused somewhere far away and he walked slowly toward the door until he vanished completely. There was a feeling of peace that wafted through the room and I knew that he crossed over.

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