Fingers tremble as they stretch over the paper that will destory the life she worked so hard on. 'This was it. This was the end for not only her but the little life inside of her. If I do not sign this then there will be no hope left for either one of us.'

Now I know what you may be thinking. 'Oh, please. Quit being a child.' or even better yet 'Not another cliche.' But this one moment. One action will be the beginning of a story where the viewer and author dose not know what shall be or what could become. This moment is something that history will write as a climax for the things to come. Be they good or bad. We will not know till the future has come.

Now back with the story.

Taking a deep breath, swallowing heavily and licking her chapped and broken lips she puts up the silver gleaming ball point pen and writes her name upon the sheet of harmless paper that will both protect her child and make her regret.

That one paper. That one small piece of black and white. The agreement to her family. The deal with the devils. She will lose everything but her childs life along with her own. Her career. Money. Fiance. All were lost to her one and only twin sister that her family loved so much. That the world thought was her.

This is the Beginning Of The End.

A/N This is important.

I am not a regular writer. I do this for fun but I have only published one story that was made into a book and that was years ago. So I am very self conscious and I will admit scared. I will not know if I ever finish this since my job is 24 hours a day for 10 months but I would love it if some of you would give me your thoughts or even flames about what was written so far.

Thank you and have a nice day.