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Thank you! Us wackos *ahem...* kind caring people over here at the story thread always like more fans!Quote:
Originally posted by cloverfdx
Well it has just taken me 2 hours to read from beginning to end and my neck is killing me :)
Megan well done you are a very talented writer and i will be waiting in suspense for the next installment.
*Bravo Bravo* ;)
(Ouch my neck just cracked) Blasted addictive PT and stories J/K
Hey is this going to take nine months? I want my great grandbaby or grandbaby!!!Ump!
Willie;)
Oh your grandbaby's on the way Willie! Hold your horses! Here's more:
Eliza called and ordered a floral arragement for the memorial. She wouldn’t tell me
what type of flowers were in it, but I did hear roses.
Finally came the time to slip into my dress. My hair was gorgeous, and I had
a special diamond tiara that my mother bought me especially for the day I would get
married.
I stepped into the dress with the help of my mother. She zipped up the back
and fluffed the bottom. I turned around and face the mirrors. The memories came
flashing back of when I had first seen this dress, then the day Graham gave it to me.
“You look so beautiful, sweetie.” my mom said, putting her hand over her
mouth. She was crying. I hugged her.
“It’s okay mom, don’t cry.” I said in a calm and caring voice. She backed off
and looked at me again.
“My little girl is getting married.” she said and a smile appeared on her face.
For the first time I was someone’s special little girl. I smiled back and we headed to
the limo. Now we were off to the church.
[Sorry is all chopped up like that... I'll see if I can fix it..]
Woohoo, I am going to have a grandbaby!!!!!
Notice I listed you guys on the "People you admire most" thread? :)
Awwww! My baby!!
Oh yes... noticed how I listed you first... lol...
But really, this story wouldn't be anything without you guys. If I wasn't getting pushed to write this, I'd have nothing. You guys push me to do more, do better, and you make me want to write. Thanks guys, it's really a blessing to have so many people enjoying my writing.
:)
*all goes silent*
I really really meant what I said...
My grandbaby is Megan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me? So the new baby is the great grand-baby?
Shucks, I'll be its great grandpa!!
I like the name Ellie.
*cough* ELLIE *cough*
No, I haven't left, I just don't post after every update.:)
I watched the scenery roll by through the window in the limo. I remembered being a
little girl over at Olivia’s; playing house and dress up and endless summer sleep
overs. I remembered our first year at junior high school. We were terrified, and we
had no classes together. Somehow we both got through it alive. Then came high
school. Even more scary. We were constantly together on our off time.
We were coming up on her house now. I saw something on her front porch.
first the porch swing that we sat on every night. Then I saw a person... we came
closer and I realized it was a person in a wheel chair, Olivia’s mom.
“Stop the car!” I cried, flinging the door open. I picked up the ends of my
dress and ran up the tattered, worn, wooden porch steps we had played tag on so
many times. This was the home free zone.
Olivia’s mom looked up and me. I stopped on the porch in front of her and
smiled. She looked me over, up and down, looking at my dress.
“Marriage?” she asked quietly.
“Yeah, I’m getting married.” I said, smiling. I bent down and hugged her
gently.
“So fast..” she whispered under her breath. She closed her eyes and bit her
bottom lip.
“I would love for you to come.” I said, still holding my dress in my hands. “I
need you there.”
She just looked at me and smiled again. I yelled for my mom and she helped
Olivia’s mom out of the wheelchair and into the limo. The driver packed her chair in
the back. Olivia’s mom held my hand the whole way there. She kept looking at me,
and once, before we got there, I heard her whisper, “My little girl.”
How sweet! I can just see it....
I've been working on that, using enough imagery to make my stories more interesting. Glad it worked!