Bella

I sat on my bed in my room, and looked out my window. The room was a disaster... someone was in my room earlier. I wish I new who was in here.

I could smell something familiar in here... what could it be?

The smell took me a while to figure out... vampire. I knew the smell far too well to be mistaken.

I curled up on my bed, who was in here? It wasn't Edward, he smelled minty, this was a dirty, musty smelling vampire.

I sat for a couple minutes, but became antsy. I had to talk to someone. I walked into the girls dorm room and sat next to my awesome roommate.

She smiled at me sighlently. I sighed... "Did you see anyone suspicious around here earlier?" I asked.

"No why?"

"Someone had been in our room. A vampire." I replied. She gasped.

I sighed and walked upstairs to the room. I looked around for a while. I needed to go get away from my room. I was going to put my necklace on.

It was a beautiful necklace my best friend in first grade.

I opened my jewelry box slowly... when I am thinking everything goes in slow motion.

As I opened my little door compartment a note fell to the floor. It fluttered like a feather falling from a bird such as in a dramatic movie.

I slowly looked down at the note... my heart beating so fast I couldn't think.

As I picked it up it fell open, it was five small words. I am coming for you!

I sat on my bed for a little while, someone must be watching me to know my jewelry box would be the first place I would check, and to be able to find my secret compartment.

I felt dizzy, it made me sick to think about what kind of monster would do this! My stuff was thrown everywhere, some of my most valuable possesions missing.

My room was ruined, the person even recked my roommates side of the room.

I felt a lump in my throat as I walked towards my bed. There was something sticking out of the matress.

I slowly lifted the matress, notes flew out from the impact. I had saw a stuffed doll. I had dropped the matress. The notes where all harsh things.

I lifted the matress once more to look at the little doll, it was a voodoo doll of me. My hair, my eyes, my everything.

I sat on my bed and cried. Someone was out to get me. I had to call someone. Jake would understand everything.

I started to dial my phone, then I realized it wasn't working. Well that stinks. Guess I need to borrow someone elses phone.

I walked out of my room...or at least half way out of my room. Then I heard something behind me. I turned around right in time to see a pair of hands reach out and grab me.

I tried to scream. The kidnapper wouldn't let go no matter how hard I hit him.

I could feel him lift me off the ground. Oh gosh. Then the door opened, and my kidnapper let go. "We got you good!" He yelled. Oh come on! I hate some guys!