I'm sorry that this articolo is really short. I'll post another later tonight.
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“How are te feeling?” he asked in that musical voice.
“Fine” I lied.
“Hmm, doesn’t look fine. I think your leg is broken but I’m not positive. How did te injure it?”
“Well…I slipped out of a albero I was climbing” I muttered embarrassed to tell him I was a 16-year-old who still climbed trees. I chose to tell him the truth, though, rather than lie because I knew he would talk to my parents later…
“Well, let me take a look” he detto as he put on his medical gloves. He handled my leg with care trying out different points and asking me if it hurt o not. da the end of his examination, he informed me I fractured my leg.
“Your going to need a cast and it will be on for 6-8 weeks,” he told me “you’ll need crutches as well.” Then he put on my cast as I watched in awe. My parents were called in and I was dato the crutches.
“Thank te very much Dr. Cullen” I detto to him as my parents and I excited the office
“Please call me Carlisle. And your very welcome Esme” he replied smiling a blinding smile at me. He couldn’t be that much older than me. Maybe early 20’s. I wondered to myself if he was married o engaged. He probably is. A good-looking, glorious, breathtakingly beautiful man like that couldn’t be single. He was probably involved with a much prettier woman than I.
I hobbled my way to the car with help from my father. Getting in was tricky but we manages. As we drove home, my thoughts couldn’t stray from the wonderful doctor Carlisle who repaired me. In a way, he way my own personal hero and that thought gave me più pleasure than it should.
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“How are te feeling?” he asked in that musical voice.
“Fine” I lied.
“Hmm, doesn’t look fine. I think your leg is broken but I’m not positive. How did te injure it?”
“Well…I slipped out of a albero I was climbing” I muttered embarrassed to tell him I was a 16-year-old who still climbed trees. I chose to tell him the truth, though, rather than lie because I knew he would talk to my parents later…
“Well, let me take a look” he detto as he put on his medical gloves. He handled my leg with care trying out different points and asking me if it hurt o not. da the end of his examination, he informed me I fractured my leg.
“Your going to need a cast and it will be on for 6-8 weeks,” he told me “you’ll need crutches as well.” Then he put on my cast as I watched in awe. My parents were called in and I was dato the crutches.
“Thank te very much Dr. Cullen” I detto to him as my parents and I excited the office
“Please call me Carlisle. And your very welcome Esme” he replied smiling a blinding smile at me. He couldn’t be that much older than me. Maybe early 20’s. I wondered to myself if he was married o engaged. He probably is. A good-looking, glorious, breathtakingly beautiful man like that couldn’t be single. He was probably involved with a much prettier woman than I.
I hobbled my way to the car with help from my father. Getting in was tricky but we manages. As we drove home, my thoughts couldn’t stray from the wonderful doctor Carlisle who repaired me. In a way, he way my own personal hero and that thought gave me più pleasure than it should.
As I was going home I suddenly was hit da the reality that I really was going to be a mother... a mom at last.
A mother wow... I thought to myself. I'm going to be responsible for someone. I shook that thought out of my head quickly, since I had always been a clutz like my mom. I mean what if I accidently hurt my unborn baby, I thought to myself before quickly shaking that thought off too.
It was 6 a.m. and I had just awoken to discover Jacob sitting at the foot of my bed. Jacob... I began- I need to tell te something I'm...I'm... Pregnant. "Thats great", he replied to me reaching up to stroke my growing stomach. "How far along are you?", he asks me. "I'm 3 months now Jake but... the baby's not yours.", I tell him... he slaps me and gathers all his things and bolts out the door leaving me to face reality i]alone.[/i]
A mother wow... I thought to myself. I'm going to be responsible for someone. I shook that thought out of my head quickly, since I had always been a clutz like my mom. I mean what if I accidently hurt my unborn baby, I thought to myself before quickly shaking that thought off too.
It was 6 a.m. and I had just awoken to discover Jacob sitting at the foot of my bed. Jacob... I began- I need to tell te something I'm...I'm... Pregnant. "Thats great", he replied to me reaching up to stroke my growing stomach. "How far along are you?", he asks me. "I'm 3 months now Jake but... the baby's not yours.", I tell him... he slaps me and gathers all his things and bolts out the door leaving me to face reality i]alone.[/i]
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-twilight_unite-(MAJOR fan OF TWILIGHT SAGA)
If te are a MAJOR o just a fan of Stephanie Meyer's most popolare Twilight Saga then pay attention.
On youtube.com there is a video of Stephanie being interviewed.She is going to pubblica Midnight Sun.If te have read her draft of Midnight Sun o even if te haven't then te can right how te think it should be.She wants to see what her fan (aka- Us)think.And she also beleives that if we have a story in us then we should write it out and mostra evryone what we're capable of.
-twilight_unite-(MAJOR fan OF TWILIGHT SAGA)