Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.. Sigh…
Preface: Diseased
It is said that 18 000 people in the United States have hemophilia. The rare and sometimes fatal disease. Most of the time only men can have this disease with rare exceptions.
My name is Isabella Swan and I am one of those rare exceptions. I was plagued with hemophilia at the young age of 6. It was as if it was yesterday , I remember the day so clearly.
It was a sunny day, a rare occasion in Forks. I was without a care in the world, and my father Charlie was in his favourite chair, watching me with a gleam of amusement in his deep brown eyes.
It was when I looked up that I saw it, a beautiful monarch flutter by my face, I squealed with delight as I ran after it without caution.
It perched on the first branch of the large maple tree. It was just a short reach away, I stood on my tip toes , but it was still only inches out of my grasp.
I scanned the yard looking for something that could make me just a little bit taller. That's when I spotted it, my little plastic chair was sitting only a few feet away, if I could just get it than I could reach up those extra few inches.
I ran over and dragged it back to tree, setting it straight right under the branch where the beautiful monarch was still perched.
The ground was uneven but at that point I could have cared less, all I cared about was the pretty butterfly.
I climbed unsteadily onto the chair and reached up to the beautiful insect right within my grasp.
It was then that I heard the snap of plastic breaking. The ground rushed up towards me and my arm met the tree root that was sticking up. I don't remember much after that, I heard Charlie calling my name, and then the look of shock and horror on his face when my arm just wouldn't stop bleeding. That was the first day that the disease almost killed me.
I later found out that's why Charlie had always been so worried about me. As soon as he saw that the blood wasn't going to stop he knew I had inherited the same disease that had killed my mother during her pregnancy with me.
It was hemophilia. A disease that prevented my blood from clotting whenever I cut myself.
I have learned to live with it, at first it was difficult having to stay away with anything that had an edge or a sharp point.
I've now learned though what things I should avoid doing, living with it still takes a lot of my energy though.
My only wish in life was to be able to live without constant worry, that was my only wish until I met him.
He showed me how to live, and he taught me so many things about life. He was my own personal Adonis, my breath, my heart, my everything, and he saved me
He was my Saviour.
So the first chapter what do you think? I don't usually finish the stories I start writing, because I don't really have the motivation to. But I have a good feeling about this story.
I have a good feeling about this one.
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