To be loved, or not to be loved, that is the question

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It was a cold December morning
in the womb. Today was the day. Poot and Demi were to be born any minute now. As they slowly emerged into the world Poot saw the doctors gasp in horror as she arrived just seconds after Demi. They grabbed Poot then showed her to her mother and she too gasped in horror. She shouted the second she saw me.
"ITS REVOLTING GET THAT OUT OF MY SIGHT" I started to wail but the doctors did nothing they talked with my mother and then came over, wrapped me up and sent me home with my mom and Demi. I thought for a moment that my mother would accept me. I saw the look on her face when I was born and thought I was never to be loved. But now things have changed she was going to take me home, raise me, love me, be my mother. Or so I thought.

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