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Dead.
My baby was dead.
After 2 years and countless times trying and finaly that little pink plus that meant everything was going to be ok she was dead before she even had a chance to live.
And I killed her.
If I hadn’t been up so late, if I had just paid attention and not tripped down that flight of stairs that lead to another that lead to another that lead to a cold tile floor she would still be here, growing peacefully within my womb.
And that is what lead me here with my wrists draped over the edge of the sink and my eyes meeting my own in the blurring bathroom mirror.
I have felt pain, I have felt guilt, I have felt loss and I have felt anger but now as my knees buckle from beneath me and my wrists spew red upon the cold bathroom tile I feel no emotion.
I feel nothing.
I really like this one, I've been experimenting with this plot
Wow..... this was very sad and beautiful! It brought tears to my eyes. I can almost understand how she feels, even though I've never been pregnant and never had this happen. I can understand why she would kill herself, considering she tried for years, and accidently killed her own daughter before she was even born. It has very deep thought, I wonder how long it took you to come up wih this...... It would probably take me 5 days to come up with something like this. Could you tell me how exactly you came up with this. I might need inspiration for some school work.... oh great, now I'm going off topic ....... agian.... But fantastic story, I love it!