I was born Esme Anne Platt in 1895. This is my story…

    My childhood was wonderful. I adored my parents especially my mother. We were very close. I lived on a farm just outside of Columbus, Ohio.
    
One день when I was 16 years old, I was climbing my Избранное oak дерево in my front yard. I wanted to go higher, higher, higher! I loved the freedom I felt when I was up high. I reached for the branch above me and I thought I had a good grasp on it but when I lifted my foot, my hand slipped and the Далее thing I knew I was falling to the ground below.
    
The impact when I hit the ground was treacherous. I heard the crunch of my leg as I landed sideways on вверх of it. I screamed out in pain.
    
My mother, who was baking in the kitchen, heard my cries and came out to investigate. As soon as she saw me she ran to my side shouting for my father. I sat, helpless on the ground with my mangled leg out in front of me.
    
“Esme, Esme! What happened?” My mother cried out in panic.    
    
“Mother I fell! Mother, It hurts!” I screamed out unable to be calm.
    
My father rushed around the front of the house with the car. “We must take her o the doctor. She must’ve broken something from the way she cries.”
    
“Esme dear,” my mother сказал(-а) gently, trying to sooth me. “Will Ты let your father lift Ты to the car?”
    
“Yes, yes. Just hurry!”
    
“Thomas, bring the car as close as Ты can!” My mother shouted out to my father.    
    
I watched as he drove our Ford Model T across the yard a few meters away from my mother and I.
    
“Carol, get in the car and I’ll Переместить Esme in” My father proposed as he started to pick me up.
    
I clenched my jaw and balled my hands into tight fists at the pain delivered when he lifted me. I had never been a heavy girl and my father was a strong man but when my leg was moved it was all I could do not to start thrashing against the pain. As it was, I couldn’t hold back the whimper that came out of my mouth.
    
“I’m sorry sweetie. We’ll get this taken care of as soon as we can” he got me settled into the back сиденье, место, сиденья with my leg resting out in front of me. Luckily, the ride into town wasn’t too long или bumpy but it was bad enough. Eventually, we made it to the town’s medical clinic.
    
“Esme, wait here with your mother and I’ll go get a gurney to get Ты in the clinic”
    
“Alright Poppa” I mumbled to sore to speak any louder than that. So my mother and I waited in the car for about five минуты until we saw father and another man walk through the doors, the other man pushing a gurney.
    
To call this man a man felt odd. He was obviously much еще than that. He was beautiful, god-like, еще handsome than any man I’d ever seen. He was pale, blonde with perfects features. I felt my jaw drop just looking at this graceful, wonderful creature.
    
My father, who looked extremely ordinary Далее to this man, came around the side to open my door. He lifted me out onto the gurney the glorious man still had his hand on.    
    
“Esme, Dr. William was out today so Dr. Cullen is taking his place.” my father stated to me.
    
“Hello Dr. Cullen. I’m very pleased to meet you” I сказал(-а) in my most lady like manner.
    
He smiled at me a smile that melted my heart. “I’m Зачарованные Ms. Esme” he сказал(-а) in a voice like music. I couldn’t stop staring as he loaded me onto the gurney. I was forced to look away as he went behind me to push it into the clinic. As we walked through the doors to the clinic, the smell of the medicine hit me in a wave. I hated that scent. I was pushed through a very open reception area into a smaller office. There, I was placed on an examination table.
    
Dr. Cullen turned to my parents. “If Ты will please wait in the waiting room I will look at your daughters leg and inform Ты of the situation at hand” He smiled and directed them to the waiting chairs then came back for me. I was able to get myself together just enough to close my jaw.