"I'm  pregnant"
                              "How"
                              Those  two  words  keep  running  through  my  head  as  if  on  loop.  A  silent  request  of  my  mind  to  repeat. Now  I'm  sure  for  most,  these  words  bring  about  joy  at  the  thought  of  creating  of  creating  new  life  but for me,  it  is  a  tad  bit  different.  Allow  me  a  moment  to  explain.  We've  been  together  for  seventy-five years.  How  is  this  possible  when  I  can  smell  there  has  been  no one  but  me  on  her  sweet  scented  flesh?
                              Now  that  my  friend  is  the  million  dollar  question.  The  one I  wish  I  had  the  answer  to.  The  one I  will find  the  answer  to.
                              "I'm  pregnant"
                              Laying  here  on  my  bed  with  these  two  words  still  on  repeat  I look  back  over  the  years  of  my  life  and wonder  what  has  made  this  one  event  possible.  So  laying  here  thinking  of  over  the  times  and  past memories  of  my  life.  I  remember  to  go  the  Theatre  Optique with  my  mother  in  Paris  in  1892.  Seeing Pantomimes  Lumineses  Watching  Glover  Cleveland  take  office yet  again.  Remembering  the  feeling  of the  world  stopping  when  Martin  Luther  King  Jr  had  a  dream kjjand  told  us  all  about  it.  But  sadly  didn't get  the  chance  to  see  it  come  true.
                              Now  I  know  you  must  be  thinking  that  this  is  2017  and  that  I  must be  the  better  part  over  at  century.
                              And  if  so  aside  from  being  a  woman  how  is  it  still  possible  for me  to  get  my  girlfriend  pregnant,  now you  can  understand  part  of  my  dilemma.  Let  go  back  some  years.
                              
                              In  1892  my  25  birthday  was  my  last  birthday  I  simply  stopped  aging.  I  do  not  understand  this  concept myself.  I  just  know  that  for  my  150  years  on  this  earth  I  don't look  a  day  over  25.  Now  can  you imagine  my  curiosity  about  myself?  Were  there  others  like me  out  there?  Will  I  ever  die?  Am  I immortal?  I  have  no  concept  to  grasp  on  getting  closer  to  the  answers  of  any  of  these  questions.  All  I know  is  upon  learning  I  would  be  stuck  at  25  I  did  what  most  people with  new  found  power  would  do.
                              I  started  making  money.
                              I  knew  and  understood  that  if  my  age  never  changed  over  the  years  then  relocation  would  be  a  must  at some  point  in  time  in  life.  Watching  close  friends  you  have known  since  childhood  grow  up,  get married  and  slowly  start  to  wither  away  and  perish  while  I  remain  untouched  throughout  time  was something  I  knew  I  wasn't  ready  to  answer  possible  inquiries  about.  Nor was  I  ready  to  find  the  answer to  question  two.  so  becoming  a  criminal  was  completely  out  of the  question,  Such  short  lifespans  they have.  The  only  answer  was  stocks  and  bonds.  Learning  the  trade  and watching  my  empire  expand along  with  my  worth.  Creating  a  system  that  allowed  me  to  move  through  the  networks  over  time  and space  where  no  matter  who  I  had  to  become  I  would  never  need  or  want  for  anything.  Still,  I  had  to  be cautious.  And  not  bring  any  unwanted  attention  to  me.
                              As  time  keeps  moving  forward  so  do  i.  I  made  it  a  rule  never to  stay  in  one  place  for  more  than  five years.  Never  get  into  any  serious  relationships.  And  to  never  concern  myself  with  current  life  matters ie  politics,  warfare,  etc  etc  etc.  But  every  rule  must  be  broken. 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Eternally hers
RomanceOk in all reality I suck at descriptions. This is my first story please give it a chance but speak your mind also. Please note tags and thank you for giving my story a try. Completely original.
 
                                               
                                                  