Wilhelmina didn't know much, In fact she knew very little and she liked it that way. Knowing everything would be too much for her to bear. She knew how she liked her eggs cooked in the morning. She knew one day she fell asleep in 2018 and woke up in 1892. She knew that she didn't know how that was possible.
She know that she absolutely did not like it when someone miss pronounced her name.
While-meyna. She would correct them and tell them it was pronounce Will-eh-me-nuh. Then they would turn their nose up to her, like she was unfortunate for having such a long and confusing name. She knew she hated it.
"Just call me Will" She'd tell them, but the grown ups would insist Will was a boys name and that would make her even more frustrated.
She knew that she didn't like the sound of her name until it came out of Gilbert Blythes mouth.
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Fanfiction❝ Wilhelmina Lou Everett hated her name. All up until it came out of Gilbert Blythes mouth ❞ Or ❝ In which Wilhelmina, born in 2001, one day wakes up in the 1800s in a town called Avonlea ❞ © | gilbert blythe 2018 ]
