I don't think of myself as a coward, for the most part. The occasional spider, snake, mouse, anything like that will get a little bit of a over-reaction out of me. But I have a good excuse for leaving my hometown in sunny Colorado to go live with my aunt in Forks, Washington. See, I could have stayed with my grandma, but knowing that a predator, much faster and stronger than normal humans, I packed up. 

The plane ride wasn't that bad. The only thing I didn't like was that you would barely see the sun, like I need anymore reason to be depressed. It was quiet, for the first time since we left the airport back in Denver, the baby boy a couple rows behind me must have fallen asleep. I wish I could've but that would result in unwanted nightmares. I wished I couldn't dream, for once. I always thought that fantasy was better than reality, until it comes and smacks you right in the face.

I missed my mom, she put me on a leash but not a short one. My dad was always the one joking around, always doing crazy stuff. He would go rock climbing even though he was afraid of heights. He always told me never to let my fears get the best of me.

Ha. To late for that.

My parents had high expectations for me, but I knew if I did what I wanted, they'd understand. That's who they where. Loving, caring people who didn't deserve to have their lives taken from them.

When the plane landed and the rest of us got off, it wasn't hard to find Amy. She was the youngest of my mom's family with my mom the oldest. She was only 26, just starting out in her career. She wasn't married, no kids, she was a workalcoholic and that's how she wanted it to stay. I knew that her views wouldn't last, I don't understand it but I knew it would. She would want a kid just before it was to late, but normally Amy's plans mostly followed out quite nicely.

"Hi."She said smiling and pulled me in for a hug.

"Hey."I sung my bag over my shoulder, and she picked up the other one.