This is one of the feelings I am most familiar with, for I have been rejected more times than I can count. The worst time was when I was first born of course I do not remember it but it has formed the deepest wound of my life. It all happened in the hospital... The doctor had just delivered the baby (me) and I was screaming like all babies of course. The doctor swaddled me in a warm, cozy blanket then handed me to my mother. My mother seemed shocked then as she raised both eye she gave a disappointed sigh. "I don't want her" she said softly, "Wha-what? But hon-" my dad started but my mother interrupted and said once more loudly "I don't want her!". All the doctors and nurses were looking at each other shocked. My dad finally said "I don't want her either but then who will?" then he looked at me while I was still crying and sighed. "I'll keep her... For now" In the hospital where I was born the nurse was supposed to write down what the mother first said when she first saw the so she slowly grabbed a black piece of paper and wrote in cursive "I don't want her". I haven't seen my mother since. Now on my certificate it says "I don't want her",it still hangs in my room to this day.
