its a girl

for this part my mother told me all of it

when my mother found out she was pregnant agian she was scared, afriad to bring another baby into the world that wasnt welcoming. she tried her best to make it work but as i grew inside her she became scared for me. Before i can talk about me i must tell you theres. im not the first born i am all but the last. there was a boy before me who unlike me never made it into this world his life was cut short by phisical violence. thats not all because before i come into the picture my sister was born then there was me but unlike many stories of my sister mine is what hurt my mother most. she didnt know what was happening inside. the real story must be said was as i was growing inside my dad became more violent and began to beat her punch her in the stomach. i dont know what they felt like being in the womb and being punched but i do know that the out come wasnt great. growing inside noone had a clue that poor baby wasnt going to make it out okay. my mother planned she worked hard for my arrival but that wasnt what need to happen she didnt have the courage to tell them that she was beaten. when november 25 1993 came along at 4 pm i began to desend onto the world. my mother pushed and pushed but as i came there was no cry not even a sound as the room went silent baby girl all blue and almost dead was pushed down the hall and out of sight. my mother only knew that i was a girl but nothing else. they air lefted her out of the hospital and to another hospital where they would care for us both but my mom worried didnt know what was wrong. inside that womb as my dad beat her i went into fetal destress and the emblicord went around my neck cutting of my oxygen suppy but i was alright 3 hours after my mother was able to hold me. my father never showed up. he never heald me as a baby,

Author's Note

this is just a biography of my life this is what my mother has told me and lives in my mind forever.