*Annabell's POV

  The weather today is the same as always here. Approximately fifteen degrees of Celsius, warm rays of the sun probably hidden behind heavy rain clouds. I smell the water in the air already and 't wait for the rain to start falling. I love the sound of rain drops. Call me Daredevil 2.0 but the movie is not too far-fetched. Even though it would still be hours before the rain came.

  People in this town usually pin about the local cloudy weather. I don't. I love the nature here, the way it is. Feels very fresh to me. As a child it was buggihat I could not see its beauty because mom used to say that the nature here is as green as my eyes. It doesn't bother me as muymore. I feel like I 'see' more of it than most of the other Forks' citizens.

  Mom also liked to take me to various sunny pces, such as California. Every time, I ehe trip, time spent together and experieng hings. But there was often quite dry air and a lot of people. I never felt fortable in a crowd. Too many people around me feels fusing and makes the orientation hard for me. It tends to be too noisy.

  When I lost my mom, I cut off everybody. Well, tried to. Marry and Catelyn wouldn't listen and keep helping and g for me. Helpih tasks and situations that would be too difficult or even dangerous for me on my own. Thhly the house, for example. I would hardly wash the windows as they are supposed to be, without a spot on them. Or cooking. Except for warming food in a microwave, there's no way for me to prepare a proper warm meal. Do not judge me too harshly though. I mean, I tried oo cook for myself to show them I take care of myself. However, I burned myself with boiling water for pasta and almost caused a fire as I didn't notice, I had put the washing cloth too close to the fme. My effort has only resulted in that Catelyn forbid me from any other attempt on cooking under a threat that herself and Marry will move in with me to keep a close eye ohanks. But no, thanks.

  Sometimes it feels like I have two nannies. Other times it feels like I have three shadows. I really like them though. They are the only ones I have left to call family. Kind of, at least.

  Today, Catelyn made my favorite, homemade pizza with a huge pile of cheese on top of it. I'd love to be pletely self-reliant but her cooking is awesome! And I also don't want anybody else in my house. They would move things around which would make it hard for me to find them a around without possibly hurting myself.

  After lunch I wear some nice warm and fortable clothes, rainproof jacket and hiking boots. Putting my phone in my pocket, I set off to my special pce like I do almost every day, since I was eight.

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  One day, my mom took me to the forest and I loved it so much, she agreed to go for a walk there every ce we had. Once, we came to a pce where was a nicely shaped boulder for sitting, so we took a break there. That part of the forest smelled especially strongly of a pine wood and mom told me that the mighty tree five feet to the right from the boulder is an old piree and that she would bet on that it is the highest tree in the whole forest if not world.

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  It must be some fotten part of the forest because nobody ever came across us, no matter what day or tely by myself even night-time it's been.

  Voices of the birds high up in the skies and rustle of the wind in branches of the trees around me were always the only things I could hear. I love the calm and stillness of this pce, yet it feels like everything here lives its own life. Whenever I am here, I just y on the ground and listen to the quiet story the nature tells. Sometimes I sit or stand on the boulder and make my own vocals to various piano pieces I have on my phone in a pylist named 'Besties'.

  I don't do so anywhere else because I don't want anybody to hear. I let myself enjoy the beauty of Beethoven and Mozart's piano in this wonderful, almost sacred er of the world. Here I am free. ...normal.

  I made myself fortable on the sheets of moss. Some bird's beautiful song was soothing me and shortly my sciousness faded into a dream. I always found it a bit puzzling. When I dreamed it was as if I did not miss sight or that I had it at some point in my life because while I had to rely purely on my imagination and other senses like touch to 'view' the world around me, my dreams were vivid, no handicap. For two years now though, I could really dream only here. If by a ce my sleep anywhere else, home, was not dreamless... these were nightmares, not dreams I'd had.

  Uhe trees, I had always the same dream, I was dressed in a dark blue dress, dang in the middle of geously greey meadow, with a single crimson red rose blooming at the edge of it. By the rose sat my mom on a b, watg me and smilily like I always imagined her. With what she had told me. Hazelnut brown eyes filled with joy, long ebony hair like mine just less wavy, ale wrinkles from ugh grag her mouth and eyes.

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  A kind of sweet st woke me up. I inhaled deeply through my o savor it and try to identify it. I frowned a little fused where it could have e from.

  "What is it?" I asked myself out loud. Don't ugh, but yeah I talk to myself a lot. That's another reason why the dumb teens at school call me a freak or 'self-talk A'. I hated them for their bullying but I learo ighem. It's less stressful.

  The unusual sweetness was filling the air all around me. I wanna know what it is "This st is new here. There was nothing like this before... could a new flower...? No..." This is pletely new and intoxig but it's not a flower.

  "Smells more like hay and maybe... horses?" Where is it ing from? I reached above me, certain it was ing from there. Proving myself wrong when my hand grabbed on a thin air.

  "Ahh how silly, what would be horses doing here. It is a lovely st though." I whispered to myself. I really like it. I wish I knew where it came from. Nobody in Forks has horses as far as I know. I thought little frustrated.

  The air is noticeably colder than before. I decided to check the time. When I stood up, and brushed off the pine needles, I felt had caught onto my trousers and jacket. I took a pho of my pocket. My mom had this phone specifically designed for me with buttons that most people wouldn't need, such as the one I use all the time. I just press it and it tells me what time it is. It surprised me, it was already quarter to ten. Oh no! "Already? Don't tell me I fell asleep again!" If Marry came to chee she is 100% freaking ht now. I have to go, there's no signal here so she wouldn't get to me on the phoher.

  I have perfectly memorized the yout of everything around here, just like most of the town and my house so it's usually easy for me to get around. I walked up to my and mom's tree. The majestie tree is like a mo of my mom to me. I embraced its trunk as every time, as saying bye to mom. I love and miss you so much. Though today I feel like I am not totally alone and lost anymore. I turned my head to the right. I felt some kind of presence from there but that's impossible. I would hear their or its steps or breathing. There's nothing. I deeply inhaled for the st time to fully enjoy the most beautiful st I came across so far. I wonder... "Maybe you were right mom, my imagination be very creative" I ughed at my overactive imagination "Still, thank you for not leaving me all alone here." Whether I am imagining things or not... I didn't feel so much at ease like this for a long time and it feels very nibsp;The thought brought a nostalgic smile to my lips. Feeling tears ing to my eyes, threatening to fall, I turned back to the tree, caressed it goodbye and walking in the dire of my house I called back "Thank you for keeping me pany!" Whatever brought me this amazing feeling of tranquility, I am grateful to it.

  *Jasper's POV

  I could swear I heard someone's voice around here. Weird. And I heard something that sounded like a faint piano pying Moonlight sonata. But there is nobody here. Why would be? Humans usually did not go so far into the woods. Did I misheard?

  As I wahrough the forest in a general dire of the sound, I pass a big boulder and I e to an abrupt stop. Two steps away from me is a girl. Laying on the ground, motionless. In a fra of the first sed I saw her I thought she was dead. Then I heard her heartbeat and evehing. Oh really! She's asleep? In a pce like this? Who the hell is this crazy girl and what is she thinking? To be ho she probably thinks that the most dangerous thing out here is a bear...

  I didn't make a sound so she didn't have a ce of knowing I was there, even if she wasn't sleeping. I know, curiosity killed a cat but... what could hurt me? I took a step closer and leaned slightly above her to take a better look, while being careful not to make a sound.

  She's not familiar to me, I've never met this girl before, yet her peaceful expression makes me want to scoop her into my arms and keep her... warm? Warm?! Ha! What a joke.I shook my head on these absurd thoughts. Suddenly her eyes opened. It took me by surprise and I froze. There are no other eyes as green as hers. I don't know why, yet I am sure of that. But something was off. Why is she not screaming? Her heartbeat and breathing have the same calm and even rhythm as before. Her emotions didn't ge much either. What is going on?! There is definitely something nht. I mean, beside the fact that I found her sleeping on the ground in the woods... and that she had caught me creepily sneaking up on her while she did so. All I feel from her is ess, maybe little bit of curiosity, from the moment I came closer to her but she is so rexed it's not natural.

  Few moments went by and I still didn't dare to move. She inhaled deeply through her nose and a little froeared on her fabsp;

  "What is it?" she asked, making a fused face, like I'm the o of pce. It certainly isn't usual human behavior to sleep just like that, out here, in the middle of nowhere. But before I could say so, opening my mouth, she went on. "This st is new here. There was nothing like this before... could a flower...? No..." she paused for a sed, and I didn't dare to evehe let alone move. She was obviously talking to herself and not me. Is it too dark for her humao see me? ...Flower? Sweet little girl, it's nothing so harmless. Made a voi my head known it's presend I pushed it quickly back. He seemed just as entranced by the beautiful creature before us as me.

  "Smells like hay and maybe... horses?" Wait a minute, yes, she doesn't see me...? That would expin a few things. Not everything but now I rex a bit. Oh, what did she just say? I o get away from her! As I thought that, she started to reach her hand out above her. If I didn't move when I did, she would catch me leaning over her. I am pretty sure that THAT would scare her. If nothing else would happen...

  "Oh how silly of me, what would be horses doing here. It is a lovely st though." She whispered again only to herself and her emotions lightly showed disappoi. I am vinced she has no idea that she's not alo least ot tell what is here with her. It must be because of the dark. Well, let's leave it at that. If I won't move she shouldn't be able to see me even if looking in my dire. There is no moonlight tonight and even if there was, it wouldn't get through the thick tree branches above us. Not that I was capable of moving at the moment. Somethi me glued to the spot where I stood without a breath, as not t her attention to me. And as foolish as I found her behaviour, it was not punishable by death, was I to lose trol upohing in her st.

  She got up, brushed pine needles off of her clothes and took out her phone. Oh no, if she turns on the light... She pressed a button and it told her what time it is. It was shortly after su when I found her and now it was quarter to ten. "Already? Don't tell me I fell asleep again!" Yes you did. I wao say but thought better. Again? How reckless is this strange girl? And why is she even ing to such isoted p a forest? The longer I was in the presence of this very unusual human being, the more questions I had.

  As if that all wasn't enough already, she walked up to a huge tree right o me, put both hands on its trunk as if embrag a precious person. While I stood there frozen and fused by her as, she turned her head in my dire and deeply inhaled again. Theilted her head slightly to the side "Maybe you were right mom, my imagination be very creative" she ughed a little sad "thank you for not leaving me all alone here." for a short wild moment I thought she is talking to me. She smiled sweetly, her emotions were mix of sadness and joy. She turned back to the tree and caressed it. After that she turned away from me pletely and walking in the dire of the town she called back "Thank you for keeping me pany!"

  Watg her beautiful form slowly disappear in the distance I was unsuccessfully trying to grasp what have just happened. She didn't show any sign of being able to see me. However, despite all my effort it seemed she still kly where I was. And most of all, what was that about her mom not leaving her here all alone? What happeo this remarkable human girl? I found myself staring in the dire she left a long time after I couldn't see her anymore.

  What am I doing here, the others are certainly already waiting for me. And with that I was on my way to the Cullen's house. Questions about the ued enter with a strange beauty, still swirling in my mind.