Note: Just want to make clear that I own nothing! Nothing Belongs to me! Oh and I decided to make a Emmett/oc fanfic-so Rosalie is with Edward. And all the actors in the new twilight film look like the characters in the story-oh and I have pictures in my profile for my story just scroll down. Nothing Belongs to me! I DO NOT own twilight!
Prologue
My Name is Cecilia Mercer; I'm an abnormal girl; that HATES herself. I've lived my entire life at Kitty's Home for children, I've never known my parents; I was left here when I was a year old.
Growing up at Kitty's home for children wasn't a walk in the park, it was torture for me; I had no friends. The kids there would shy away from me, calling me the freak with the site, she's the devils child; saying I should be put away. But I'm not crazy I'm NOT, I can see things, events of the future; when I touch people with my hands. I see there past, present, and sometimes future.
In my early years discovering my gift, I would tell the children at the home about bad events that would happen in there future; they never believed me. There was one event that happened when I was eight, there was this boy named Bobby he lived there with his older sister Lauren; there parents were both drug addicts so they were brought to Kitty's home for children.
I was walking down the hall down to the play room to paint as I usual do ever morning, when I brushed passed Bobby my hand touching his, I saw him getting hit by a bus. This was the first time I have ever saw something life threatening in someone's future, it scared me. I pleaded with him to take care of himself and not go outside, but he ignored me as much as he could. One day he lost it screaming at me 'Why are you following me-Leave me alone!' I screamed back 'Because your going to die! I'm trying to protect you!' He went really quiet after that, all the kids in the room looked at me bugged eyed; they have never seen me scream before.
Bobby went to Kitty the owner of the home, he told her that I threatened to kill him! But I tried to explain to her that I saw that he was going to die, but she wouldn't have it; she beat me pretty hard that night. She told me if I ever spoke about my so called 'Visions' again that she would have me committed.
Three weeks later Bobby was hit by a truck, he was trying to get the ball that fell into the street.
Kitty blamed me she beat the shit out of me that night, I didn't fight back; I was in enough pain. I new that Bobby was going to die, I new that he was going to die; and I could of stopped it. After that day everyone at the home steered clear of me, the girls would whispers at me steal my clothes and hide them; the boys would push me around and hit me. And anytime Kitty had a rough day with a child or with social services she would take her anger out on me.
My Name is Cecilia Mercer, I am a abnormal girl; that HATES herself.