Here it is...the final chapter of this story. What a crazy ride this story had been. While it by far is not the best writing I have ever done it has been a huge learning experience for me and all of your beautiful feedback made it a very positive one too. I could not have written this without all the amazing support I've gotten from all my readers.

Rosalie POV

I was happy. It was almost hard to remember what being lonely felt like. Now that I lived with the Cullen's I never felt alone. There was always someone to play with, someone interested in how I was doing. The family welcomed me with open arms, and I often felt myself forgetting there was a time I hadn't been a part of the family. A time where I had been all alone, and uncared for. Of course my real parents would always be a part of my past, and my dark experiences couldn't be erased. But with all the love surrounding me I could almost forget what pain felt like.

"Rosalie. What are you thinking about?" Alice asks curiously, poking me in the face with a marker to gain my attention.

It's Sunday morning and me and Alice are spending it colouring our brand new Dora colouring books.

"Nothing." I say; causing her to giggle when I poke her back.

"Are you excited about starting school with Jasper?" Alice asks when her laughter finally subsides, looking at me intently and setting her purple marker down.

"Yeah. I'm a little nervous though." I tell her. I'd be starting to go to the same school as the rest of my siblings tomorrow-except Alice, who wouldn't start first grade until next fall- and Jasper and I were going to be in the same class.

"Jasp says that Ms Bowie is the nicest teacher ever." Alice says dramatically.

"I'm looking forward to meeting her. Maybe you'll get her as a teacher when you go to school." I tell her.

"Rosalie! Alice! Breakfast time!" Edward shouts from downstairs before she can answer.

We both get up off my bed and sprint downstairs to the kitchen simultaneously. The heavenly smell of bacon and eggs fills our noses once we come downstairs where all our siblings were already sitting.

"Good morning everyone." Carlisle says, coming in the room and putting the mail on the counter. He'd filled in a half night shift at the hospital and must have just came home. Him and Esme give each other a quick kiss on the lips and Emmett and Edward both make puking noises.

"Gross!" Alice squeals, covering her eyes. Jasper laughs at her and I have to resist the urge to join in.

"Sorry honey." Esme says, while Carlisle laughs and helps her carry the rest of the plates over to the table.

Everyone almost immediately begins scooping food onto their plates. While Esme begins to pour freshly squeezed orange juice into everyone's cups.

I wonder where I would be right now if Carlisle had not decided to adopt me. Would I be in a foster home with ten other kids? Or would I be at my old house, sitting in my room and pretending I don't exist while my parents have friends over for tea and coffee.

"You okay sweetie?" Carlisle asks, resting his hand over mine for a moment.

"I'm just happy." I tell him. It's the truth, I'm so so happy. Happier then any other person in the world.

We share a smile and I feel as though I must be the luckiest little girl in the universe to have such an amazing family to call my own.

Thank you to all of you, and be on the look out for new stories from me :) ~Kelsey