**Warning: This book contains sensitive themes and graphic content. Reader discretion is advised.**
My neighbor, who was almost 90 years old, recently passed away. In our region, when someone dies, the household provides food to everyone who comes for the funeral. I noticed many of my neighbors giving 10 to 20 kilograms of sugar, bakery items, and even rice.
I am a mother of three children and pregnant with my fourth... it's triplets... Although we are a happy family, we are also poor and struggle to afford basic necessities like food. I realized something: when someone dies, people bring a lot of food.
In desperation, I "accidentally" killed one of my children. Everyone mourned the child, but I was happy to see people bringing us 10 to 15 kilograms of sugar, rice, bakery item__ everything we needed. We lived comfortably for two months.I have two more left alive and one in my belly.
However, after those two months, our situation deteriorated again, and I felt compelled to kill another child. Once more, people brought us supplies, and we lived well for the next three months. I mean, I can produce as many kids as I want. But food is the most basic thing we need to live. At least my husband and I should live.
Now I have one child left, another on the way, and I recently gave birth to triplets. I feel blessed. Thank you, God.
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