Hi guys. I'm sorry I keprt you waiting for part 9.
This part is 4 years on from the last part.
Hope you like it
I was in the woods alone. Edward was at work and Renesmee was at school. I was meant to be at work as well. But weird things had been happening lately. My closest possessions disappeared one por one. But of course my closest possessions ever hadn’t disappeared yet. Edward and Renesmee. I had to find were these items were going because if Renesmee and Edward disappeared I would have to be able to find them. Pain lashed through me as I thought of them disappearing. Who was taking my belongings? Why did they want them? I hadn’t told anyone the disappearing of my possessions because Edward would defiantly worry and get even mais protective than usual, which would be really annoying. Renesmee would get worried and scared of what was going to happen. Maybe this person or people were stealing these things to find out mais about me. Maybe they were stealing my things one por one making it clear Edward or Renesmee was seguinte or even me! I couldn’t figure it out everything I came to just didn’t seem right. I walked deeper into the woods. I’d never been in the woods before, so I hoped I wouldn’t get lost. The tree’s started getting darker as I went on. The sky had blackened. It must be night time. I went to go pull my phone out of my pocket to ring Edward and tell him everything was ok. But it wasn’t there. Whilst I’d been walking something or someone must have stolen it. I turned around to go back. I walked and walked but I never came to our house. I was scared now Edward must be able to find me. I pictured him now worrying like mad along with Renesmee. So I walked on forward. I thought it was meant to be morning por now. But the sky stayed black and the tree’s got darker. I thought something might have knocked me out somehow and I was having a nightmare but it seemed pretty real to me. I screamed hoping someone would hear me. But no one did, my voice just echoed through the woods. I ran then as fast as I could hoping to get home. I ran into something hard that nearly knocked me out. I stood up and hit whatever it was that I ran into. It didn’t mover so I kicked it screaming. I carried on kicking whatever it was for what seemed like hours. Then I realised it was a door and it had a handle like all doors. I pushed the handle down and the door opened. I laughed at myself thinking how stupid I was. I’m meant to be a vampire. But what I’d just been doing for the past few hours didn’t really make me look like a vampire.