I held my newly born child in my arms.
I brushed her delicate curls out of her eyes, and in the few minutes that I have with her, I whispered,
'I never wanted this. It's not fair and not right, but it must happen. I know that you are different from others. I can see it in your eyes. I'm not brave, I can't stand up, but I know you will. Your generation will end this sick game. You won't love me like you will your dream mother. I'm sorry for that but I get it and I'll face it. I love you my sweet child.' The blue-clothed officials barged in through the door and grabbed her from my arms. My heart ached at the small whimper she made for her mother. The person meant to be there for her, but never can. And then she was gone. Out the door and down the corridor. I heard David's voice, calling out for her.
'You will be notified of any further happenings through here M'am.' A blue-clothed doctor passed me a small tablet,' We wish you the best luck.' And with that they took my child away, to live or to die. A few tears escaped my eyes, and I prayed that it would all turn out okay....
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خيال علميMeet Stella, she's 15 but for as long as she can remember, she's not been living in the world she does now. But when she woke up from her dream state, she soon began to realise that things in the new world she's living in are maybe just as fake as t...
