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Epilogue

You know when you have this great feeling of life and you feel like nothing can ruin in it for you?

Well it can. I loved my life, my school, my friends and especially my parents.

They weren't the kind of parents that were weird. They were the kind that were, strange as it may be, cool.

They totally understood me and loved me for who I was. Whenever I had this dream I wanted to go after, they wouldn't stop it by saying it was foolish. They'd always encourage me to pursue it.

They were the kind that whenever I felt down in the dumps, the only people that I would seek comfort from were them.

They knew exactly what to say and when to say it. True I might've made mistakes in my life and so did they but that was how we were all connected and how well we understood each other.

But that was then. This is now.

And I wish now more than anything in the world that I was dead. Just like them.

AN: So this is it. Tell me how it is so far and if I should continue. I know it's a bit short but the rest of the chapters are going to be long. I promise.