I was alone. My mother had died whilst giving birth to me and my father despised me for it so when I was fourteen and old enough to be sold as a slave, that was exactly what my father did. The slave-trader was big fat and stocky with a thick moustache and beard he also had small piggy eyes. "Well. Well. Well. Aren't you the fine specimen! Alright Charlie I'll take her off your hands for £10. I know the perfect family that will put her to work if you know what I mean?" The slave-trader and my wretched father burst out laughing because every one knew about the Cullen's; everyone but me. "Come girl, you need to meet your new family." I screamed out "No, daddy, please don't do this, I love you!" I stared into his hatred filled eyes and he sneered "Well, I don't you ungrateful bitch. I have never loved you, you were the one that stole away the love of my life and for that I say 'Good Riddance to bad filth'" and with that he slammed the door in my tear streaked face. I let the slave-trader take me away from everyone I loved.

I sat in the back of a blustery cart where I had nothing to do, eat or drink. Suddenly, we came to a stop in front of the largest and most beautiful mansion that I had ever seen. "Girl, this family are very rich and very important, so you better behave!" The slave-trader grabbed me and threw me on to the floor before pulling me to my feet and pulling me towards the large oak doors where he knocked on a brass knocker. I was standing just next to him and looking at the ground. A couple of minutes later a woman opened the door and said "Hello, I will lead you to the Cullen family." With a curt nod from the slave-trader, the woman led us through a cavernous hallway and to a door, which I presumed led to the room where I would start the rest of my retched, stinking life!