Hello everyone, this is a story about Anne of Green Gables. I would thank thewanderlustmarauder because she really help me to continue stories in English. Good reading

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Chapter One

The disease

Anne looked out the window. She was lost in her daydreams. Marilla smiles, until Anne dropped her book on the floor.

"Anne, be careful, what are you doing?"

"Oh, sorry Marilla, I think I'm a little sick" Replied Anne.

Marilla straightened. Anne was like her daughter. If Anne was sick, it was like she herself was sick. She touched Anne's forehead.

"Anne has fever." She thought. The young woman looked at Marilla, and tried to smile.

"It's nothing, just a little rheum." She said to reassure her mother.

"Anne, go to bed, I'm going to call Gilbert. He's doctor, right?" She asked

"Marilla, don't do that, please! I say it's nothing, I just need to sleep a little" Exclaimed Anne

But Marilla would not listen. Anne went to bed. She was so tired. She couldn't remember where she was. She fell into a restless sleep.

Marilla ran to call Rachel, who lived next door. When Rachel came in she went straight to Anne's room. She was sleeping, but she had an incredible fever. Marilla was lucky when she arrived at Gilbert's house. He was inside, and when he learned Anne was sick, he grabbed his kit, and harnessed his horse. Marilla followed and they were off.

When they arrived, Gil hurried to go to Anne. She didn't know he was there. She was delirious. Gil auscultated her. When he looked up, he was so worried that Marilla began to panic. She couldn't be so bad!

"Marilla, I think she have a beginning of scarlet fever, we can do something, but I can't tell you if she can be cured, I don't know if she going to..."

He couldn't finish his sentence. Marilla nodded. Rachel put an arm around her. Gil continued:

"You have to leave this bedroom, I wouldn't want you to catch it"

Both women went downstairs. Rachel made coffee, and they drank it. Marilla had tears in her eyes and heart was in tatters. Anne was her daughter, the fever couldn't be so severe.

"She is going to be okay, Gilbert can do something." She thought.

Rachel looked out the window when a terrible storm burst. The noise was terrible.

Gilbert also heard the storm break. Anne, in her delirium, called, "Gil! Gil, where are you? You have to saved him! Saved him!"

"Anne?" He asked. Maybe she was woken up.

But, that was not the case. Anne was asleep dreaming about Matthew, who had been dead for many years. She was terrified, she relived the scene, when Matthew died in her arms. She screamed, she called, she cried, she struggled in Gilbert's arms.

'Anne, please, listen to me! It's me! Gil! Anne, wake up!'

But nothing could pull her of her nightmare. She fell in a strange sleep. Marilla appeared at the doors. She was worried. The storm was becoming increasingly violent.

"Gilbert, would you stay here? The storm won't be going away anytime soon. She asked.

"I won't going anywhere until that she is well." He answered.

"Would you like something?"

"Nothing, thank you. I'm so stupid." He said.

'Why do you saying that ?' Marilla was surprise

"I love her, and she might die before I ever get the chance to tell her."

"She knows you love her, Gilbert. But, it's so early for her. She's so young."

Gilbert gave her a sad smile. Marilla went downstairs again. She was so worried about Anne. If there was a chance for Anne, Marilla would do anything she could to help Gilbert save her. Rachel was still at the window.

"The storm is so fierce."

Marilla nodded. Meanwhile, Gilbert was looking at Anne. She was sleeping, but she continue to speak. her sentences were disjointed. Suddenly, she was crying. Gilbert, next to her, put her hand on her cheek. The young woman didn't react. She's far away in her own little world. Far away from the bedroom and far away from him.

Gil whispered, "Anne, you have to be fine, you have to pull through, for Marilla!"

And he added, "For me."

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