The Poor And Wealthy Twins
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MatureComplete Fri, Jul 15, 2016<5 mins
Chapter 1
It was the fourth of july tia was in pain so she woke up her boyfriend and said the Babies are coming.
He rush out the bed and put the clothes in the bag after a couple of mins they got in the car and drove to the hospital tia scream as she in so such pain they finally arrived at the hospital they nurse put to a bed and then call the doctor. Mama its time to push
Tia- I cant
Doc- Just push on the count of three
Doc 1,2,3
Mama
Push .
As tia push of her fist baby girl she was so small
Doc -mama u have to do u big push for the next baby to come out
Tia- I can't
Doc- yes u can, Give me a big
Push
She push baby B out
As the doctor take the baby tai we out ,they look at her an notice
Something was wrong .
Chapter 2 on its way
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