Hey guys, ill try not to bore ya for too long.. ;) just have a few things to say...
1~ This is my first book on Wattpad, so please, be honest and tell me what you think! I would really appreciate it..
2~ Like and/or vote if you like, and maybe, just maybe... Fan??
3~ This first chapter is dedicated to kissmequickBABE, my first fan, supportive friend, and great writer. Check out her stuff??
That is all, thanks guys :O) Without further ado, i give you, my very first book on Wattpad; Our Little Secret.
A heavy, mournfull silence filled the hospital room that night, the Evers family grieving for a non-living child who never had the chance to experience something great; Life. In the days that came after, many flowers of sympathy appeared on the steps of the Evers' mansion, along with a few appreciated toys for the living twin, Ciarra.
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"I....I think we should name her.... Our child that didn't make it.." Suggested a distraught Mrs.Evers. Her husbandlooked up from his newspaper, a look of understanding flashing his eyes, but they were quickly siezed by sorrow. "Of course honey, what did you have in mind?" He whispered gently, motioning for his beautiful and fragile wife over to the sofa he was sprawled across. "I was thinking something like... Megan. It has a nice wring to it... Megan Evers."
"It does indeed have a nice ring to it. I like it- good choice." Mr.Evers replied, kissing his wife on the temple. Mrs.Evers beamed. "Really? You like it? We can change it if you want... What did you have in mind??" Mrs.Evers said, having second thoughts about the name. "hmmm......How 'bout... Bob?" Mr.Evers asked in a teasing voice, a mischevious twinkle in his eyes. Mrs.Evers set off in an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Her husband's attempt to cheer his wife up had worked. Standing up, he offered her his arm, and threw in a British accent, just for the hell of it. "Shall we get to wok on them thank-you cards we have to send out for all our lovely family members?" Mr. Evrs asked, giving a wink at the end. Chuckling once more, Mrs.Evers played along, rolling on her own thick brish accent. "We shall." She said, her accent sounding much more real compared to her husband's unpracticed, effortless one. Taking his arm, Mrs. Evers let him guid her into the kitchen after one last look at the colorful flowers around the living room that somehow seemed grayer, as they were sympathy flowers.
K, so basically, that ws when Ciarra was just born... I will have a few chaps on her child hood, then it might skip a few years, not sure yet.. but i do know the book will be focused on mainly when shes 15-16 ish.. thanks for reading!! like, vote or fan... maybe??
ill try to upload every weekend.. sorry if i dont/forget....
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Our Little Secret
ParanormalMegan died as a child. Her twin however, did not. But that didn't stop Megan from spending every ghostly minute of her life with her. Ciarra didn't mind that no one believed her when she claimed she could see and talk to her supposedly dead sister...
