Transilations:

I-I woz asweep and and and den Hamish bit mwy neck. = I was asleep and then Hamish bit my neck.

Shylah POV

"Daddy?" I asked looking down, knowing the answer would probably be no.

"Yes, Baby?" He answered kneeling down to my level.

"Can you have a girl?" I asked.

"What? What do you mean, honey?" He asked, confused.

"May I please get another sibling? A girl?" I asked Daddy. He looked upset.

"Baby, not just yet. Maybe in like a year or so. Not now." He told me.

"Ok." I replied and walked off, disappointed. I got to my room and flopped down onto my bed. I turned over and closed my eyes.

Hamish POV

I have an idea. Shylah is sleeping. That means that I can do something to her. I walked up to her room and crept inside. She was asleep on her bed. I tip toed over to her and bit her neck hard. I'm not a vampire, I'm practicing. That's my excuse.

"Ow!" She sobbed and turned over.

"Hamish! S-Stop I-It." She sobbed harder. Her neck was bleeding.

"Daddy! Mommy!" Shylah screamed. Sugar, I'm in a lot of trouble now. They came rushing in.

"Baby, what happened?" Mommy asked Shylah.

"He bit my neck! While I was sleeping!" She complained, pointing to me. Mommy and Daddy's heads turned to me in anger.

"Hey! I was just trying to be a vampire!" I lied. That was a pretty good lie.

"Hamish Carter! That is it! I have had it with you! No electronics for a week!" Daddy scolded.

"Fine." I sighed and went to walk out of the room but stopped myself.

"I'm very sorry, Shylah." I apologised, and left the room.

Shylah POV

The pain from Hamish was so painful I couldn't describe it. Like when you get soap in your cuts but 100 times worse. I can't imagine the pain that a human has to go through turning into a vampire.

"Baby, we're gonna get Grandpa and he'll clean your neck for you." Daddy told me, I nodded. He picked me up and took me to Grandpa's office.

"Edward? What happened?" Grandpa asked and when he saw my neck he gasped. "ShyShy, what happened?" He asked me.

"I-I woz asweep and and and den Hamish bit mwy neck." I told him seriously. Grandpa looked up at Daddy.

"Hamish bit her neck while she was sleeping." Daddy said.

"Alright. I'm gonna clean it then put a real thick bandage over it. I have different colours, what colour would you like? You can pick two colours." Grandpa asked.

"Um... neon pink and black, please." I said using my well learnt manners. I always used manners, I never laid a hand on anyone in a bad way, unless it is like play fighting. I am never rude.

"Wow, you have amazing manners." Grandpa told me.

"Thank you. Unlike Hamish." I muttered the last bit under my breath. Grandpa cleaned my bite and it stung like bajesus, but I coped. Until he used the alcohol. I started crying and hid my neck into Daddy's chest.

"Shh, Shh. If you let Grandpa do it, then it will be all done." Daddy explained to me. I shook my head pouting. Daddy nodded his head to Grandpa. Daddy turned me from his chest and that gave Grandpa free access to my neck. I screamed and kicked. Grandpa did it and it was done in no time.

"Ok, ok, shh, shh. It's all done. No more pain." Daddy said, I giggled. Grandpa put the pink and black bandage on my neck.

"You are free to go now." He said, I jumped out of Daddy's arms and went back to my bedroom. I gasped, all my clothes, toys, shoes, teddy bears, pillows, books, everything was strewn over the floor. Tears slipped down my cheeks. I wiped them away and started tidying my messy room. Why does my brother hate me so much? What did I ever do to him? I kept sobbing while cleaning my room. I went to make my bed but saw that there was a huge hairy tarantula in my bed. I screamed and cried harder while walking out of the room.

"Uncle Em! Help!" I screamed bursting into Auntie Rise and Uncle Em's room, not bothering to knock.

"What do you need, ShyShy?" He asked. That was before he saw my tears. "Woah, baby, what's going on?" He asked worried now.

"Hamish is being so mean! He bit my neck while I was sleeping and that is why I have this bandage on me! He's strewn all my stuff all over my floor and he's put a massive hairy tarantula in my bed! I haven't done anything to him! I don't know why he hates me so much!" I sobbed, Uncle Em picked me up and held me to his chest.

"I don't know what to do anymore." I cried, hyperventilating.

"Shh. Breathe. In...out...in...out." He coached, I did and stopped hyperventilating.

"Show me where the tarantula is. I'll get rid of it. Then I think we need to talk to Hamish about how he's making you feel." Uncle Em suggested. I nodded and he came with me to my bedroom. I looked into my bed and found the massive hairy tarantula gone. I turned around and screamed when I saw Hamish there and he threw the massive hairy tarantula at me. It landed on me and I started crying again.

Uncle Em got the massive hairy tarantula off of me and he looked very angry.

"Hamish Carter Cullen!" He yelled. Hamish looked afraid. Uncle Em never raged at us like this. Ever! I have to admit, I was really scared as well.

"Edward! Bella!" Uncle Em called still angry. Mommy and Daddy came upstairs to my room.

"What's Hamish done now?" They asked.

"So much! He's ripped the heads off of my barbie dolls! He's bitten my neck while I've been sleeping! I went to get my neck bandaged and when I came back my room was a mess! Hamish had thrown all my stuff on my floor and it took my ages to clean it up! Then he's put the massive hairy tarantula who I have named Tilly, in my bed! I went to get Uncle Em and Hamish threw it on me! I have never done something to him! I've only ever made him happy! Hamish! Why are you doing this?!" I asked screamed through my tears. Hamish looked so petrified of me. I don't know what just happened. I just snapped.

"I-I I'm sorry, I don't know what happened." I said looking at the ground.

"I don't know why I'm doing this." Hamish confessed.