My name is Isabella Paige Trudeau, but I prefer Bella. I live in San Francisco I am ten years and I'm 4'12 have brown, straight hair that falls at my shoulders and green eyes like my mommy. My aunt and uncle say I am like a mini version of my mom. When I was three years old, I witnessed my daddy's death and just a year later I witnessed my mommy's death. I forgot to mention my older sister, Sarah Lee Trudeau also known as Sarbear, which I stuck her with that nickname when I was two. She is the spitting image of our daddy, with brown hair the same length as mine and blue eyes. Ever since our mommy and daddy died we have been living with our Uncle Leo.

Today started out as a normal day, but then I saw my mommy like I used to a lot when I was younger and my "uncle", who was my mommy's whitelighter told me it was a hallucination because I missed her. I asked confused, "Mommy?" Suddenly my sister walked in and my mommy faded away, and I thought that my mommy was telling me that Sarah was the reason she left and I was enraged. I said angrily, "You made mommy leave, she left because of you and now she's gone. How could you? I was her curious George. I hate you." Sarah answered, "Bella, what are you talking about? Mom's death was an accident."

I was so upset, by now I was sobbing and my anger with Sarah grew until I could even look at her, let alone answer her, so I ran away to Uncle Leo and sobbed into his chest. Leo asked, "Bella, what's wrong?" I didn't answer, because I was sobbing too hard. "Princess, please talk to me? Sarah answered, " She's angry and upset with me because she thinks that I caused mom to leave and that's what killed her." I answered while sobbing, " Be..cau...se I s...s...aw h...h..er out...side m...y win...dow, b..b...bu..t when Sa..rah wa..lk...ed in sh..e fa..de..d a..wa..y."Leo asked, "What if Sarah can see her too and she only wanted to talk to you?" I shrugged my shoulders and continued sobbing" "Princess please calm down you're going to make yourself sick."

I replied, " Can we go to mommy and daddy's grave?"

Leo answered, "Sure, we can go tomorrow."

I replied happily, " Ok thanks, Uncle Leo"

The next day at the mausoleum, I had an emotional meltdown, it was possibly one of my worst. I cried, sobbed, yelled and I even through rocks which I have never done before. My uncle and sister were so scared that they backed away from me. After I had calmed down to the point of being on my knees sobbing, my uncle inched forward to hold me and attempt to calm me down, I ran away to the police station where my daddy used to work, hoping that it would somehow bring him back if I had something of his to hold.

"Where's my daddy's desk, where's Inspector Trudeau's desk?, I asked angrily while still tearing up" My daddy's partner Inspector Morris walked slowly over to me. "Bella, come with me, I have most of it., Morris explained" After he led me to his desk, I clutched my daddy's police badge and sobbed uncontrollably. I didn't care that I was in a police station.