The Unique One Out

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'AHHHHHHHH'

'Push'

'Ughhhhh, OH MY GOOOOODDDD'
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'Wahh, waaah'.

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Three months before

Knock Knock

'Good morning'.

'Oh Welcome Mr's and Mr Henderson'.

'You're here for the ultrasound am I right?'

'Yes doctor'

'OK then let's do it, lay down and pull your shirt up please.'

'Hmm, OK we're done.'

'Excuse me Ms Anne, could you do a blood check.'
'Sure doc.'

'Could you pull your sleeves up mam, thank you.'
'Umm, is there something wrong nurse.'

'Sorry, I can't tell, but I'm sure it's fine Don't worry much.' She said smiling.

'Thank you.'
'No problem, happy to help.'

'OK so their might be something you'd want to know.'

'The baby's heart is beating normally, the mind is also well developed, and the growth is normal too, except for the legs. The baby seems to have some problem growing the bones in the legs, which I'm not sure anythings gonna help. 

'W-will there be a-anything to do, theirs got to be something.

'We'll try giving diets as well as vitamins, and workouts that may help by 40%.'

'I'm sorry I know it's hard, but I want you to be understanding. It's fate, and we got nothing to do with it. So you gotta be strong for the baby alright?'

'It's understood doctor, thank you.' Aydin said.
'Common let's get up sweetie.'

The car ride was silent. In Aydin's thoughts, he was thinking of how Sarah's gonna handle the situation, or how he would handle the situation.

On Sarah's side, all she thought about was the baby. Her future, her life, their life. She was numb, all she felt was her heart getting stabbed by thousands of knives, it hurt her like hell just thinking of how much pain this little human being will go through all because of her. She put herself at fault, because she knew she can't do anything about it. She felt the most useless she has ever felt.

Hi. How is it so far, I'm not much satisfied but oh well.
Anyways this chapter was kind of sad ik. Actually my parents knew nothing about me with incomplete leg bones untill I was crawling, was it 5 months or 6 idk. I was born in the 8th month, had three surgeries, and now I'm fine as anyone could be and I'm thankful. Hope you like this story, have a good day, bye💗.

Update - OK how the fudge did I get 11 people reading this pity of a story. I'm surprised waaww. No but seriously it's only been 2 days and yall thank you, it means a alot. Also I'm gonna write an essay here if your 10th grader it may help. Bye.