This is my first time writing a story. I felt like writing about the Cullens from another perspective. I hope you guys like it.
My name is Bridget and i'm a 20yr old that just recently graduated with a associate degree in a career that I just recently found out isn't for me. I had spent half of the day looking through career books. It was officially the first day of summer so I had plenty of time. I had started my search at 9:00 in the morning, I skipped breakfast that day. I was hoping that a fast might be what I needed for God to answer my question. Why am I here? It's a simple question, one that many people ask when they fell lost. At this moment I definitly felt lost, with each passing hour I felt more and more frustrated by my results. By eleven I was hungry, feed up and emotionally exhausted. I needed a serious break. I threw down the book and sighed. " What am I going to do now?" I looked around my room that almost looked normal. My room was usually a pigsty, I always kept piles of paper on the floor. This completely annoyed my mother until she finally decided enough was enough. I remembered that day clearly, it was thursday evening. The air had a crisp edge to it, the weather was so nice that I decided to take a nap. The nap was great until I was awakened by papers being thrown. I woke up to find my mom tossing all of the papers into a jumbo sized garbage bag. I instantly started to panic, the papers she threw out weren't just plain papers. Some of these papers contained social security numbers and birthdays; things that needed to be scratched out before being thrown into the trash. I quickly got up from my bed and pleaded with my mom to let me dispose of the trash properly and after a few minutes she finally gave in. For months I was scratching out information and ripping papers to shreads until I finally had my results.
Chapter 1 is continued in the next blog. I hope to hear what you think of the story so far.