"My human life was simple.
Not perfect. Not good. Not bad.
Just simple..." -Erva, Chapter 4.
My name is Breanna "Bree" Tanner, and when I was 16 years old....I lost my old life and started a new one.
I was walking home from junior high, we had just done school school pictures that day and they would arrive in the mail a week later. My mother, Avaela, always told me, "Bree, everyone messes up on SOMETHING."
I messed up on my school picture.
Ronny DeCoi distracted me by making a stupid face and calling me, "Baby Bree." The photographer took my picture while my head was turned to the left; I had just started to curse at Ronny. Crap, I thought, mom's going to kill me! I knew my picture would be terrible! It was all Ronny's fault, but walking home....was MY fault.
I wasn't very popular at school; I was an honor student in math and science and my mom entered me in every single spelling bee my school had. When I was 14 I told my mother I was giving up my dream to become a doctor. When she asked why, I slammed the car door and walked into the school. That was the day my father died. He crashed into a another car that had a drunk driver. I missed him a lot. So did my mother.
Today, I barely think about my father.
Though he was a brave and strong man, he never seemed to care about me.
When I broke my arm at the park at the age of 6, he was the only one who didn't sign my cast. When I turned 9, he missed my birthday party; he was off of work on that day, but he never showed up.
And so on......
Me and my mother moved to Forks, Seattle two weeks after my 16th birthday. She told me it was supposed to be a surprise, more like to start a new life for us both. On our fifth day in Forks, mom met a man named Harold Grayson. She fell in love with him, they started dating.
Harold acted like I didn't exist. Whenever he came over to our house for dinner and I told him hello, he would mumble something under his breath about me.
I didn't even care.
Harold proposed to my mom a month before my 17th birthday. I wasn't happy or surprised. But my mom was. It was the next day that I walked home from school....
I was about two blocks from my house when I heard a noise.
Quickly, I turned around.
There was a woman.
She was pale with slick black hair, she was in her twenties maybe.
I stared at the beautiful woman who was just a few inches taller than me.
"Bree Tanner," the woman said fiercely. I flinched.
She approached me so quickly it was almost like I didn't see it.
The woman curved up an evil smile. "We have been waiting for you."
A shiver ran up my spine. "Who.....are.....you?"
The woman laughed slightly. "Call me, Erva."
"Okay....Erva. How do you know me?" I asked.
"I have been watching you Bree. You are lonely, of course. I can already sense that." She reached up to stroke my cheek but I jumped back.
"Stay away from me!" I sounded like a first grader.
Erva frowned. "I won't hurt you Bree."
"That's a lie!" By this time I was starting to back away.
Erva shook her head. "Riley's going to be mad."
She suddenly smiled. "But not if you JOIN us, Bree."
I was horrified. I had no idea what she was talking about. She got closer to me. That's when I turned my back on her and ran. Somehow, she was faster.
Erva pounced on me and and I fell on the sidewalk. I ached with pain.
I got a good look at her face. I noticed a feature; Erva had red eyes. She was smiling at me, she was evil. I didn't have time to cry, to say my last words, to beg her to stop, or even to scream.
Instantly, she bit my neck.
It was like someone was hammering nails into me.
My body immediantly bursted into pain.
Erva smiled at me again.
"Your time is up, Bree Tanner."
And then everything went black.
It was the end of everything. It was the end of my human life.