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I want more story!:D
*has some..*
*wonders if anyone wants more... lol*
STOP TOURTURING US LIKE THIS!!!!!;) :p
*Finally* I post something! Sorry... having... issues.
Anyway, here!
I put the note down. He had read my mind. I was stopping. I had stopped
cutting yesterday the moment I fell.
I called him right away.
“Graham?” I asked quietly.
“Oh. Hi Kersey.” he said just as quiet.
“How are you? I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve been okay. Worried about you, but I’m okay. How are you? Your head?”
he asked.
“Fine, but a little sore.” Finally I got up the courage and told him how I felt.
“Graham, I really miss you. I need you here with me. I have stopped cutting. I
promise. I swear this time, I know I blew my last chance, but I promise. I miss you. I
need you here with me.” I said. I swallowed hard. This was not the time for crying.
Graham didn’t say anything for a few seconds.
“Well, I’m proud, Kersey. Do you still love me?” he asked, jokingly.
“Forever and always.” I said. And I really meant it.
Graham and I continued talking for a while about what all had happened in
the twenty-four hours he’d been gone. He told me when we hung up that he was
coming back home. I sat back on my bed and took a deep breath. I was happy he
was coming home.
I went and looked at my wedding dress in the closet. We had some plans for
what was happening; we would get married at the church where his parents were
married and have the reception at the local ballroom a few miles away.
Graham finally got home about an hour later. I ran up and hugged and kissed
him at the door. He took his hands in mine and he looked at me. He just had this
look in his eyes; I couldn’t really describe it, it was just this look that I knew things
would be okay from now on.
The days passed and our love only grew stronger. I think the “fight” was good
for us, it gave us a sense of what we meant to each other. Needless to say, we
we’re like the “old Kersey and Graham”.
The days dwindled down to our wedding. It was almost 3 weeks until the big
day. But I had this really weird feeling that I needed to check something. There was
a huge knot growing in my stomach because of it.
AWWWWWW--how sweet!
Check what?:) I need to know. Bad. You know when I just read that little part. " Our love only grew stronger" I could feel wind and the smell of fall wrap around me, I could also feel leaves falling in my hair. The smell of Fall had gave birth again! I loved it.:) more;) :)
Wow... funny you say that, Jan... That's scary... fall had given birth... read on my friend.Quote:
Originally posted by petlover
Check what?:) I need to know. Bad. You know when I just read that little part. " Our love only grew stronger" I could feel wind and the smell of fall wrap around me, I could also feel leaves falling in my hair. The smell of Fall had gave birth again! I loved it.:) more;) :)
The days passed and our love only grew stronger. I think the “fight” was good
for us, it gave us a sense of what we meant to each other. Needless to say, we
we’re like the “old Kersey and Graham”.
The days dwindled down to our wedding. It was almost 3 weeks until the big
day. But I had this really weird feeling that I needed to check something. There was
a huge knot growing in my stomach because of it.
The next day I came up to Graham while he was at the kitchen table. My
hands were shaking, my forehead sweating. I didn’t know if he would be ready to
hear what I said. I sat down at the table across from him. I folded my hands and took
a deep breath. I opened my eyes again and looked over at him. He was staring at
me.
“What is the matter with you?” he asked me.
“I-I... I...” I stuttered. I closed my eyes again and regained my composure.
“Graham... we... I...” I stuttered again. I felt a lump in my throat.
“Kersey, please, what’s wrong?” he asked again, reaching across the table
and holding my hands in his.
I pulled something out from pocket of my jeans. It was a small box, about the
size of a necklace box or something. I slowly placed it on the table; my hand still
shaking, making the box make a rattling noise on the table. Graham didn’t reach for
it right away.
“What is this?” he asked, finally picking it up. I opened my mouth and tried to
say something, but nothing came out. He released my other hand to open the box. I
put my hands to my face and closed my eyes. I swallowed hard, debating whether I
was happy, scared, sad, afraid, whatever.
I peered through my fingers to see his emotions and reactions. He opened
the box and looked inside. Then he set the box down.
“This... what?” he asked, puzzled.
“Baby. That means I’m having a baby, Graham.” I managed to say. I looked at
him again. He had this mixed expression; happiness and disbelief.
:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
That means BABY. [lol]Quote:
Originally posted by ILoveMyAbbyGirl
“Baby. That means I’m having a baby, Graham.”
But :eek:!
I knew she was going to have a baby sometime in this story!!! I knew it. But still.....
:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE!
So, boy or girl?
A sweet beautiful little girl!!! Or boy......
Quote:
Originally posted by trayi52
A sweet beautiful little girl!!! Or boy......
*wonders what Willie wants... lol*
“Baby. That means I’m having a baby, Graham.” I managed to say. I looked at him
again. He had this mixed expression; happiness and disbelief. He sat there for a
few minutes and just stared at the box. Finally he looked up at me with a smile on his
face.
“Baby.” he said, still smiling. “Wow.” he whispered. I smiled back at him with
that same smile he gave me a few nights ago; the smile that told him it was okay.
We decided to make the announcement at our wedding reception. I needed
to go to the rehab center to tell everyone. Graham and I went the next day.
I would like for it to be healthy, have to say I have a soft spot in my heart for little girls. Another thing, I hope her pregnancy don't take 9 months, the suspense is killing me!!!;)
Willie:)
it has to be a girl!!!:D :p call it Kelsey!!! MUHAAHAHA! lol!
Ohhhh, another point.... who gets to name the baby?? What will it be named? I think I should gather some ideas from you guys and hold a poll... :D
I haven't read the whole thing yet, Megan, but it's great to the point i've read so far.
Name it Megan....I think that is a pretty name. Case closed. LOL! Now on with the story.....
LOL... I don't like my name... I am open to suggestions... but if you DO suggest-- please give me a boy and girl name. You never know!
What the heck is wrong with Megan, you can let them be twins. Megan and Morgan!
Willie;)
**COUGH**MAKE THE BABY A GIRL**COUGH**AN CALL IT KELSEY**COUGH***!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:p ;) :) :D
We walked in and right away noticed a total difference in the place. First off, I
didn’t see Shannon, Julie, or anyone I knew. There were plain old nurses in white
jackets. I looked at Graham.
“Excuse me, can I please see Eliza Brown?” I asked.
“Room 124.” the white-coated nurse replied in a monotone voice. Graham
and I showed ourselves the way.
“Everything is so... white.” he said, looking around. He had my hand wrapped
in his the whole walk to Eliza’s room. The walls had been painted white over their
original color of pale blue.
“I don’t like it at all. I wonder what happened to everyone.” I asked, confused. I
knocked on Eliza’s door.
more more! pssssst Megan check your pms!:p
Please continue, afterall I get to be its great grandmother?
yes MORE MORE MORE! you have us on the ends of our seats **ouch I just fell off** :p
Megan, you are a bad bad girl!;) lol I'm joking, you know it:p haha
More story! I love it, and I need more now!:D
“I don’t like it at all. I wonder what happened to everyone.” I asked, confused. I
knocked on Eliza’s door.
“Who is it?” she yelled from inside. I opened the door.
“Kersey!!” she screamed-literally screamed-in my ear. “Oh my gosh! I’m so
glad to see you!” she cried.
“Hey kiddo!” I said hugging her.
“Where have you two been?” she said winking.
“Haha... well... I have a surprise for you.” I said, wringing my hands. Why was I
so nervous? Eliza smiled.
“What?” she asked, hopping up and down. She was like a little sister waiting
for candy.
“Graham and I... we’re... having a baby.” I said, quietly, looking at my feet.
Eliza’s mouth dropped.
“Baby?” she asked. She dropped her mouth open even further.
“Yeah. Baby.” I said. She hugged us both once more and told us to sit on her
bed.
“So what happened to this place?” Graham asked.
“We don’t know... we think it was because they weren’t bringing in enough
money. They got new owners... it’s been really weird lately.” she said.
“Yeah... too much white.” Graham said, laughing. We talked on and on for
almost 3 hours when the nurses knocked on the door.
“Excuse me children, visiting hours are over.” she said, and closed the door
again.
“Visiting hours?” I cried. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.” I
exclaimed. Eliza nodded. She got up and hugged Graham and I again and she
kissed my belly.
“Come back soon. Please.” she pleaded.
“I’ll be back very soon. Do you think they will let you come to the wedding?” I
asked.
“How much longer?” Eliza asked.
“Three weeks from tomorrow.”
“I’ll... be out by then!” she stated, smiling.
“Aww! That’s great Eliza!” I said, smiling for her. Then the nurse knocked
again.
“Now please.” she said and waited for us to leave.
“See you later, Eliza.” Graham and I said in unison. We waved and left.
MORE MORE!
name the girl baby Audrey!!!!or if it's a boy name it Dylan! i loooove those names!
I love the name Chase lol And Chanel or Camile (hey, they're all C's:rolleyes: :p) I love others too.......
More! It's good:)
Call the baby SNAKE!!;)
MORE MORE MORE.. MORE MOR MORE!!
*cough*call the baby Kelsey*cough*
LOL... What would I do without you guys?
HAS ANYONE REALIZED?
Look-- this is out of the first coulple paragraphs of the story.
It was my first day back. All eyes were on me. I mean all eyes. I had been gone for
about three weeks, and they had all noticed. I walked to homeroom with my head
down, not wanting to be seen. I knew I had marks on my face, and they all just HAD
to know.
"Kersey? Hey! Welcome back!" said the cheery, Pippy-Longstocking voice
of Eliza, a girl I used to be friends with.
"Yes, Eliza, I'm back." I said sarcastically, really wishing she would leave me
alone for once. I looked up at her. She was so beautiful. A small petite frame of
about 105 pounds, she was so pretty. My 125-pound body looked like one huge ball
of fat.
I just realized I have two Eliza's! And they aren't the same person! *D'oh*
Make one a Lizz or Elizabeth or Elly
LOL! I NEVER NOTICED! HAHAHAHHA!