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Renesmee Carlie Cullen's Story

Renesmee Carlie Cullen's Story

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Renesmee Carlie Cullen is lost in a world of secrets and lies. She has grown up with her grandmother, Renee, in a broken home since she can remember. Yet, she still wonders about her families mysterious past. Ninteen years later, Renesmee is on her own with her two kids, and they set out on a journey from Flordia to Washington to live in a house that her dead grandfather, Charlie, left to her. What they find there will change ultimately their lives forever. Filled with first love, heart break, betrayal, and unexpected twists, Renesmee will have to confront her fears and the universal question: How do you learn to trust again?
Renesmee Carlie Cullen is lost in a world of secrets and lies. She has grown up with her grandmother, Renee, in a broken home since she can remember. Yet, she still wonders about her families mysterious past. Ninteen years later, Renesmee is on her own with her two kids, and they set out on a journey from Flordia to Washington to live in a house that her dead grandfather, Charlie, left to her. What they find there will change ultimately their lives forever. Filled with first love, heart break, betrayal, and unexpected twists, Renesmee will have to confront her fears and the universal question: How do you learn to trust again?

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Chapter 1Renesmee's Point of ViewLuke and Stella were sleeping in the back of our mini van, their mouthsmaking little ohs. It is amazing as a mom to see how much your children cangrow in such a short period of time. Luke and Stella had the same father, butthey couldn't look more different.Luke had turned five a couple months ago. He had short beach blondehair (from his father's side), pale skin (from me), and big brown eyes (also fromme). His favorite thing in the entire world was his gameboy and his carbaseball hat. Luke was extremely responsible and a adamant rule follower. But,he was also the smartest most generous little boy that I had ever met andwhen he was first born he taught me what true love means.Stella was the complete opposite of her brother. Stella was three yearsold and her vocabulary amazed me every day. Stella had long bronze curls(from me), tan skin (from her father), and electric golden eyes. Stella was amommy's girl and wanted to be a princess when she grows up. She was a freespirit who did what she wanted when she wanted, which drives Luke and I nuts.Stella could make a fashion statement out of anything you threw at her andyou always saw her smiling. Stella was a sweet little girl and taught mepatience.My kids were the best a mom could ever ask for! Cliché? I know, butwhat can I say I'm biased. Though Luke and Stella never told me, I know that Ihave made mistakes. When their father did the world a favor, and drankhimself to death, I remember Luke started bringing friends over to the house.Once, while I was in the kitchen I could hear them talking in the living room."Where's your dad?" Luke's friend asked"I don't have one.""Oh, you mean he's . . . dead?""No. I haven't ever had a dad before."It broke my heart to think that they would grow up without a fatherfigure in their life, I know that they would never say anything, but I knew that apart of them blames me for not having a father figure.My name is Renesmee Carlie Cullen. My story is extremely complicated,very hard, but I wouldn't want to be anybody else.When I was little my grandmother, Renee, would tell me stories of myparents. Almost every single night until I was 12 she would tell me the story."Well, Nessie," she would always start. "Your mother was my daughter.Her name was Bella and when she was 17 she fell in love with your father,
 
Edward. When they had you they were living with Edward's family. His parents,who are your grandparents, Carlisle and Esme, and his adopted brothers andsisters, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie, who are your aunts and uncles."But, when you were five years old, your parents, grandparents, andaunts and uncles were in a car accident and all of them went to live in heaven.And that's when your grandpa Charlie brought you to Phil and I. Becausebefore your parents went to live in heaven they told Charlie that they wantedPhil and I to raise you." Then, Renee would pause to tickle me and she wouldpull out an old picture and a locket from my jeweler box. The locket was a golden antique and when I opened it there was apicture of two people smiling on one side and then on the other with me and ateenage boy when I was a baby. And in the picture was a line of people smilingand the two people in my locket were holding me in their arms.I remember the first time Renee showed me them I asked who theywere. "These are your parents." Renee pointed to the two people in the locket."Then she would repeat their names and point to their faces, "Bella andEdward.""Who's that?" I pointed to the boy holding me."That, Renesmee is a special boy.""Special? How is he special, Renee?" My voice would go an octavehigher."Well, do you know how I once lived in Forks, Washington where yourparents lived?" When I nodded she would go on. "Well, when your mother waslittle that was her best friend. His name is Jacob." I remember looking at herand gasping, she would nod to me, and I would hold the locket close to my facetrying to see him more clearly . "I know Nessie, I know. And when your mothermoved back to Forks they became best friends again.""Again?" I asked"Again."In the locket my parents had very pale skin and electric golden eyes(like Stella). My father had long-ish bronze hair and my mother had long darkbrown hair. They were gorgeous and when I started to get older I would alwayswonder why I wasn't as beautiful as they were. They boy holding me on theother side was even more magnificent. He had short black hair and had a verytan body that looked very tall from the position he sat in the picture. He hadstunning white teeth, but the best part of him was his big black eyes.Renee would then point to the picture. "This is your Grandpa Carlisle,Grandma Esme, Aunt Alice, Uncle Jasper, Your dad, You," She would pause totickle me. "Your mom, Jacob, Uncle Emmett, and Aunt Rosalie."Every one in the picture had the same golden eyes and pale skin, theonly difference between them all was body types and hair color, except for Jacob. But, yet again every one was gorgeous."Okay, that's enough for today. You should go to sleep, Nessie." Reneewould kiss my forehead, jump off of my bed, and put my locket and pictureback in my jeweler box. Renee would pause to stand in the doorway."Goodnight, baby," she would whisper."Goodnight," I would whisper back. Renee would turn off my light andclose my door. I would wait in my bed until I was sure that she wasn't going tocheck on me, I would tip toe to my jewerly box and take out the picture andlocket and stare at them in the moonlight.

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