Free Writing December 6, 2006
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Her child, the very first flesh and blood relative that she would ever touch was before her. With the first touch a swift possession engulfed her, this child was hers. Just as quick, anger rose and tore at her. Her birth mother had held her this way before turning away forever. How?
The girl sat before her. Her nose ran, clothes disordered around her bulging stomach. There was a wild eyed look of desperation combined with the terror there. “I can’t be pregnant!” The words were a wail and a plea.
Well, time’s up and pencils down. I’m not sure if that’s an opposite pair or not.