Chapter 1

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   My youth was stolen from me. My mother birth me from a young age, with the help of her high school sweetheart. Whom has soon had he learned of my existence, demanded that she gets an abortion. In when she refused, he claimed me not of his gene's ( he knew perfectly well that I was his), and deemed my mother a whore. In doing so ruining the rest of her high school experience. Butt karmas is and will always be a Bitch, for several years into the future in need of a bone marrow transplant. None from his family deemed suitable but me, and I took in the sick pleasure of denying him.
       My mother met a Greg when I was 8. Greg was a parasite, he had no job, he ate out food, used our cable and fancied himself a rockstar. Yet my mother saw fit to give him a'n offspring. My sister Ella the first of the 4 she would birthed from his seed. When mother gave birth to his fourth child, her last child and her only boy. Greg had vanished, tacking his most prized possession, a small bundle of clothes and anything of value. Leaving us with his unwanted garbage lying around the house and Mountain of debt, left for my mother to pay off in later on me and my siblings. Life went on and my 20 wear spent helping my mother raise my siblings, going to community college and working. At the age of 35 I finally seemed to have gained some freedom, my responsibility seemed to have shrink once my baby brother turned 18 and entered college on a full scholarship. Fair to say I was a proud mama. I turned 40 when Greg debt was paid, and I truly felt the weight left off my shoulders. Sad to say I no longer knew what to do with my self, I retired at 45 and moved to Florida. Seeking companionship I meet Sofia, an Asexual 50 year old women. She brought a sense of peace into my life and magic. I'm being serious to, Sofia was a witch, spells potion, incantations and everything. The next few years of my life was amazing. In then it end. High way accident, I don't remember it clearly, butt that my story. I died as a 60 year old hippie spinster. I'm not gonna lie, I had some regrets. Butt that was my life.
        But I'm confused has to why I'm suckling on this woman breast, my memories hazy has I fade out of consciousness.

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    Anastasia Swan twin of Isabella Swan, was borne with small pieces of memories from her past life. Into a novel she knew nothing about ( but small hazy details, that she would overlook obtained from her nieces). Ana was a strange child, she was quite and mature for her age. A trait she shared with her sister. But unlike Isabella, she was not shy. She was the outspoken and go getter of the two. Ana always had the urge to participate and experience things. So she was never idle, from Girl Scout to ballet and any other activities her mother chose for her. Has she grew older she only became more active, taking up different hobbies, trying new things. Well Bella could be said to have been like her father, Ana was her mother. A free spirit always going from one thing to another, enjoying the small and big that life has to offer.
       One summer at the age of 10, a very important piece of Anna old self made it way back to her. Her neighbor, an old women by the name of Sofia, who's lawn she would mow. Had died in to Ana care she had left  a baby black kitten, and an old truck with a small note.  Kneeling on the floor she had opened the trunk, and viewed it content, has tears began flow. An small fragment of memory from her previous life surfaced. She drew her attention to the small and unopened note, in with shaking hands and baited breath she opens it.

  " you are the last of us, treasure and pass on this gift to your offsprings"

   Anna had for the first time in her new life, felt alone.

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