Bellas pov
My name is Isabella Swan, (Bella,) and I am 17 years old. I had 2 terrible things happened to me in the past. One when I was young; and the other just last year. This happened when I was younger:

Flash back
"Hi Bella" Edward called out to me. He and his family, where my best Những người bạn and a family to me. We were 8 years old, playing under the sun. We just bought a big, red bouncy ball to all play with. Emmett always hogged it, and wanted to go first in any game we wanted to play. It was just one of those things bạn wish would last forever.
As we grew older , my friendship with Edward grew stronger. But when I was 12, I had to leave Forks. Me and my family just had to move.
"Bye, I will miss you." I gave him a tight hug. "This is the thing, things change, and it's time to grow up." I told him. I wanted to leave with wise words and something simple. But he spoke, "Mabey, I don't want to grow up, if that means saying goodbye to you." He said. I could have cried so hard when he đã đưa ý kiến that.

It was me, my mum Renne and my dad Charlie. They both got good jobs, in LA. To tell bạn the truth; there were alot of fun things; but without the Cullens, it just wasn't fun to do. I was depressed, but I had to accept that I would never see them again; so I moved on. But as I đã đưa ý kiến to Edward when I was 12, things change, and to me they changed again... This is what happened, when I was came back...

Flash back number two
"Yeah we are finally back in Forks. I want to see if they are still there!" I đã đưa ý kiến excitedly. I acted like a kid at christmas; hoping to see their faces again, but my mum and dad had to calm me down. "Now Isabella, if they are not here; please don't get too upset ok?" Renne asked me.
"I promise" I said. Sure I would be sad, but I would get over it.
We were parked on a familiar road, (which was the road; I used to live in,) and I was even excited to see what the house looked like; to bring back the memories. But as I turned around, I saw my parents; getting stabbed. It was horrible. I tried to save them, but it was too late. "Mum! Dad!" I yelled. The person who did it, had a mui xe and I didn't see their face. If I did, I would have got a dao, con dao from my old house and stab it through their tim, trái tim of ice. I cried. There was nothing I could do.
I decided to bury them in the old garden, which is now our, (well my,) house again. I laid my mums favourite flowers,(roses,) and my dads favourite, (bluebells.) After a few days I had my own mini funeral, where I đã đưa ý kiến my own words and prayers.

I didn't know what to do; hoặc who to turn to. I felt like I have được trao up on everything. I just wanted to be bởi myself everyday. Of course, I had to live, get food, educate myself and occupy myself when I am bored. I went in the garden; and đã đưa ý kiến a quiet prayer, but then I noticed a piece of paper stuck to my foot. It was a note! From Edward!? It was dated and everything and it looked like a romantic note. So I began to read it:

Dear Bella,
I don't know where to begin. This is the ngày before bạn are going to leave. I wish I could tell bạn how I feel; but I thought, bạn just think of us as only friends. Every chance I had; I was scared and wasting time; and for that I am sorry. Please do not think this is pathetic nghề viết văn this down; when I should tell bạn face to face. But I had my last chance,and it was ruined. So I drew bạn a picture to tell you.
Edward

This was when he was 12 so I understood why he drew a picture. He was always a fantastic artist; (even if we were young!) After all these years, I thought if we ever did get together; it wouldn't turn out good. I guess I was wrong. He could've told me. But at least I know, and it's better than nothing. Mabey; I will go to his place to get some answers.

I rushed in, grabbed my áo khoác and went out the door. I was in too much of a hurry; but I looked to vượt qua, cross the road to get in my car. As I did; there were some car horns beeping, annd a car squeling to a grinding halt. The woman got out of the car looking at me, feeling scared if she hurted me. "Are bạn ok?" She asked me. "Yeah, sorry I'm fine; I was looking but I didn't see you, I am so sorry." I apologised. The woman looked like someone I remember; so I blurted out. "Esme is that you?" I asked. It was worth a try. She soon widened her eyes to ask me; "Bella, sweetie, is that you?" I nodded. "Wow, bạn have changed. bạn have grown and grew your hair. bạn look beautiful!" She complimented. I blushed. "What are bạn doing back here?" She was asking too fast. "Is it ok, if I can come back to your place and tell the other aswell?" She smiled. "Of course, bạn can. They will be so thrilled to see bạn again." And so, we got in her car; to drive back.