Stabalizing Emma, Morgan S [chrome ebook reader TXT] 📗

I woke up in the morning one day, the sweet smell of my room, no, it wasn't my room, I rolled, no linen sheets, I realized this was a hospital, a thin mini mattress and a firm pillow. I hate this already. Why was I here? What had I done? What was wrong with me? I heard my mom murmuring to someone, 'Must be a doctor.' I thought. Really, I really don't get why I am here. My mom sure has some explaining to do. "Emma, I have somethings to tell you." She finally said. "You were stabbed in the hip last night. We are happy that you are alive. Luckily, your father was home so he caught the man straight away." Dad was a police officer. I was always afraid he would get hurt, but when I got hurt, he was always there for me. "But there is something else. It turned out the man had a gun, and as soon as your dad turned away to do some paperwork, he was shot and killed by the same man that attempted to kill you." I remembered crying for the next few days and nights, never stopping, barely eating, barely drinking. They want you to drink a lot of fluids in the hospital. But I couldn't do this. Not here, Not now. Not without people to stabilize me. Why did God have to do this? I pray everyday for my family to be safe. but now, it seemed to all crumble and fall apart, like he didn't care for me and that I didn't have feelings. But now that my world was gone, it seemed that my mom didn't care much for me, either. It seemed like she cared more about the dead corpse of my dad than someone in her family who is living, me. It all seemed that nobody would ever care about me again. But when I met Keith, this all changed. He cared about me more than anyone else. It felt good to have this feeling again. Keith had to get a heart transplant. As he was getting the surgery, I prayed so much it felt like my head would explode. But then it was over. When we both got out of the hospital, I planned to live with him for awhile. His dad and my mom didn't care. Do you think 14 is too young to marry? I talked to my mom, a wedding planner and she said as long as both the sides agree. I know a girl engaging is unusual, and we have just met, but we seem perfect for each other. I wanted to marry him. I went out and bought the ring. When I asked him, he said, OK! right away. We both laughed and played jokes on each other for a while. Then it was time to start planning the wedding. I decided that I wanted to get married on a cruise ship, so we rented a few rooms and a events room so we could have a wedding/honeymoon bundle. I bought the shortest white dress, (I don't like long dresses) and he bought a tux. We had a nice wedding, everyone clapped as we left. At the reception, we danced to slow dances and lets just say it was very fun. But that night I went to the bathroom and I puked. I went downstairs to buy a pregnancy test. I was tired. 'I will take it tomorrow,' I promised myself

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No! I screamed. This can't be! What, honey? It's a baby! I'm gonna have a baby!

Publication Date: 08-24-2011

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