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Coward…Coward…Coward! That was all I could hear in my head for the last 12 hours. I was running away from my old life in the orphanage and hoping to run to a new life of happiness. I
was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't know I tripped, until I felt the sting on the palms of my hands and knees , did I mention I was clumsy too. I got up and started walking again. I
didn't walk far until I saw a huge beautiful three story white Victorian house. WOW! I wonder who lives there…I thought. Well I need help anyway. I walked up to the doorstep and raised my
hand to ring the doorbell. DINGDONG! Not even a second later, a beautiful caramel colored haired, heart-shaped faced woman with fascinating golden-amber eyes opened the door. "Hi, I
am Isabella Marie Swan and I was wondering if you have some extra clothes I could borrow, if you don't that's okay, I could just go somewhere else…" "Oh, No! No! You can come inside
right now, come on sweetie." "Thank you so much…" "Esme"
The moment I stepped inside the beautiful Victorian house, it felt warm and cozy, like home. I was looking around the house, when my eyes landed on a beautiful grand baby piano. "Do
you play?" asked Esme. "Oh no, but I have always wanted to. Who does it belong too?" "It is my son Edward's piano. Speaking of son… Kids come down here, we have a house guest
and I want you to say hello." In seconds, five teenagers were here. There were two girls and three boys. One of the girls was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen before in my whole
life, with long curly blonde hair, with golden eyes, just being in the same room as her made my confidence level go way down the drain, on top of that she was glaring at me with such
hate, Geez what did I do to her… exactly, nothing. The other girl was jumping up and down while holding on to the blonde male. She has a pixie-like body with short cut dark brown hair, but
still so beautiful, with golden eyes. The males were very attractive. The biggest one had the biggest arm mussels I have ever seen before, with of course golden eyes. The second male
had curly blonde hair; he looked like he is poised for attack at any time. The last male knocked me breathless he looks like a Greek god, but he looked like he was holding himself back
from something. He had a pained, tortured expression on his face with black eyes. He looked beautiful even then. "Isabella, these are my children: my daughters Rosalie and Alice and my
sons Emmett, Jasper, and Edward. Kids, this is Isabella, treat her with nothing but respect. "Why should we treat a child with respect?" asked Rosalie and she left immediately. "Please
forgive me for my daughter; she can get to be a handful." "Its okay, Esme"
I am going to stop right here. The next chapter will start off right where I left off.
Love, isabellacullen98 xoxo