OK, here's the deal, i started this story about two years ago, but i
never finished it, now i plan to complete it, so please read it and
review.
Thanks so much.
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"Andrew, how did Lizzie break her leg again?" Darien laughed as he and
his best friend walked down the long hospital corridor together, both
very tall for their young 17 years.
As Andrew began the entertaining tale once again, something caught
Darien's eye, causing him to stop and stare.
Looking through a large plate glass window he saw a girl about 12
years old laying with her eyes closed. 3 streaks of white or blonde
hair, he wasn't sure which, lay on hair the same color as his own,
dark brown, almost black.
A nurse stepped out of a nearby room, noticed him, and came to see
what he was looking at.
"She's pretty, isn't she?" the nurse questioned when she came up
behind him. All he could do was nod.
"We call her Snow White because of her dark hair and light complexion.
She just lays there waiting for her prince to come wake her up."
"What happened to her?" he asked.
"The doctor says she was in an accident about nine years ago. Lost
both her parents, as far as we know."
"Do you know her name?"
"No. We lost all her records in a freak fire about seven years ago,
along with the doctor who knew her name. Everything was destroyed. We
just had to go with the name he had always used when he talked to or
about her. Maybe if she ever wakes up she can tell us who she
is." She sighed in frustration, "It's doubtful though. She was so
young when it happened she'll probably still be three and a
very scared little girl." She shrugged off the sad disposition
she had created for herself and went on, "Well, I have rounds to
get back to, so if you'll excuse me."
After she had left Darien slipped into the room as quietly as possible. He
held a dozen white roses in his hand, meant for the temporarily
incapacitated sister of his best friend, and not wanting to giver
her any wrong ideas. He took one out of the bouquet and laid it next
to her face, with a brotherly butterfly kiss on her forehead. "Time
to wake up little princess," he whispered.
"Hey, Darien, where'd you go?" Andrew called from the hallway. Darien
quickly ran out of the room and caught up to his friend. "What
happened? You disappeared into thin air."
"Nothing, I just saw something interesting, that's all," Darien
answered as he found his friend. He never noticed the sharp
intake of breath of the flutter of eyelashes.
never finished it, now i plan to complete it, so please read it and
review.
Thanks so much.
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"Andrew, how did Lizzie break her leg again?" Darien laughed as he and
his best friend walked down the long hospital corridor together, both
very tall for their young 17 years.
As Andrew began the entertaining tale once again, something caught
Darien's eye, causing him to stop and stare.
Looking through a large plate glass window he saw a girl about 12
years old laying with her eyes closed. 3 streaks of white or blonde
hair, he wasn't sure which, lay on hair the same color as his own,
dark brown, almost black.
A nurse stepped out of a nearby room, noticed him, and came to see
what he was looking at.
"She's pretty, isn't she?" the nurse questioned when she came up
behind him. All he could do was nod.
"We call her Snow White because of her dark hair and light complexion.
She just lays there waiting for her prince to come wake her up."
"What happened to her?" he asked.
"The doctor says she was in an accident about nine years ago. Lost
both her parents, as far as we know."
"Do you know her name?"
"No. We lost all her records in a freak fire about seven years ago,
along with the doctor who knew her name. Everything was destroyed. We
just had to go with the name he had always used when he talked to or
about her. Maybe if she ever wakes up she can tell us who she
is." She sighed in frustration, "It's doubtful though. She was so
young when it happened she'll probably still be three and a
very scared little girl." She shrugged off the sad disposition
she had created for herself and went on, "Well, I have rounds to
get back to, so if you'll excuse me."
After she had left Darien slipped into the room as quietly as possible. He
held a dozen white roses in his hand, meant for the temporarily
incapacitated sister of his best friend, and not wanting to giver
her any wrong ideas. He took one out of the bouquet and laid it next
to her face, with a brotherly butterfly kiss on her forehead. "Time
to wake up little princess," he whispered.
"Hey, Darien, where'd you go?" Andrew called from the hallway. Darien
quickly ran out of the room and caught up to his friend. "What
happened? You disappeared into thin air."
"Nothing, I just saw something interesting, that's all," Darien
answered as he found his friend. He never noticed the sharp
intake of breath of the flutter of eyelashes.