"vikki, get down here now! Don't talk to me like that!" I head in the bathroom and lock the door and found my blade on the sink, I start to cut again. I feel happy. Relieved. My mother comes up stairs and knocks on the door. "GO AWAY , YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME!" I shout as she was outside the door.
Her mother feels a pain through her stomach and needed the toilet so went to the one downstairs she sees blood. She's pregnant, why is she bleeding?
"vikki, vikki. I'm... I'm bleeding, why am I bleeding honey?" I don't reply and continue to cut. Then she shows me the blood on some tissue and I clean up and put a bandage around my arms and opens the door. She's on the floor, crying. I think she has had a miscarriage, so I call a doctor. "How can I help you today"
"my mother is pregnant, but she has started bleeding" I reply. Then sent an ambulance, by now they are use to coming to my fucking house! She gets to the hospital and she was shocked to find she lost her baby. Her baby to whom she loved. Gone. In an instant. I felt lost. Even though I wasn't proud of my mother being pregnant, I got use to it and now I will never know what it's like to have a younger sibling. It's hard to see my mother crying. I felt bad and sick, I ran.to the toilet and.o threw up. After today, I felt like I was shit!?! I just wanted to be happy.
