"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬."
𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟏, 𝟏𝟑𝟗𝟖
𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐏 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘. The pain was so raw and unfamiliar that it sprung hot tears from her eyes, staining her pale and red cheeks. The nurses helped the best they could, not able to help pitifully looking at the woman. The skirt of her white dress was soaked with red blood from tearing–it was all so painful.
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