The City of Hades

Hell or High waters

Being a bad influence is easy. Being a good influence, now that's hard. Being a mother is near impossible, I'm only a mother by name, that chance and experience was ripped away from me  at the moment of her birth.

One minute I heard her cries sound out in the room and the next I was being put down under, the anaesthesia taking effect rapidly, the last thing I saw was was my little princess  being carried away despite my desperate plea's.

Being separated from her felt like experiencing childbirth twice, excruciating and a near death experience.

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"Papa, Papa please, where is she? Where's my baby! Aahahhh!" I cried out in anguish, her loss was the loss of my sanity I couldn't fathom the thought of her gone.

"Where she belongs, an orphanage! You will not disgrace this family's name any further with your wanton ways. Take it as the very last good thing I ever do for you?" He said storming out of the room and closing the door behind him.

I froze from the shock of his words, why when I was still alive?

Her mother was living and breathing!

I didn't respond until I heard the key twist in the lock, sealing me in these four walls of my childhood room.

I sprang from the floor in a panic, wanting desperately for things to somehow fix themselves and have my daughter in my arms.

"Nooo! No,Papa please don't do this, don't lock the door, I'll be good I promise Papa, please open the door! Papaaa! Papa......!" Rivulets of salty water ran down my face in a continuous flow, I had never known I had it in me to cry this much.

I continued banging on the door trying to get someone's attention, I needed to get out and find my daughter, there was absolutely no way she'd grow up in an orphanage alone if I was still alive. Her mother was still alive and still here, so until the moment I breathe my last I will find her. The door continued to rattle amidst my emotional tirade and onslaught of fists, my skin was rubbed raw from the friction causing bloody blotches to form on the white oak wood.

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Blinking open my puffy eyes I realised I fell asleep by the door after a couple of hours. My head was throbbing and my throat felt like it was on fire.

I tried using my limbs to get up but they felt like jelly and the movement in my pelvis caused a sharp pain to run through my abdomen.

"Aaarghh!!"

I forced my self on my feet to get to my bed, slowly taking my time to limp over, every step causing pain and discomfort, the anaesthetics must be leaving my system slowly.

I pulled myself up on the bed and reached into the bedside drawer, remembering that I had made a copy of the keys for the house quite some time back.

Taking the keys I pulled a duffel out of the cupboard and started throwing clothes, underwear and essentials as fast as I could into the bag, taking out clothes to change into, I struggled slowly to the bathroom the pain hindering my movements considerably.

I was leaving tonight and I would never look back, come hell or high waters.

"Don't worry princess, mama's coming."

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So I'm trying something new but let me know what you think about it.

Small fun fact: Dolphins sleep with one eye open.

Dolphins are known to be one of the smartest animals on the planet—possibly because they can conserve their brain power. Because they must be constantly on the lookout for predators, the marine mammals have developed a neat trick of maintaining partial consciousness even as part of their brain sleeps. Researchers have tested whether this "half sleep" negatively impacts the animals' alertness during the day, but have found that even after five days of having their nocturnal alertness constantly tested, they've remained as alert and perceptive as ever.

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