Sarah

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((picture of Sarah))

I can't believe one of my mates just up and left during the whole pregnacy just to come back, sign the birth certifate and leave again saying that our baby was not human enough. How dare he!?!

I told Sam and Doyle what happened and they were pissed. My baby is in ICU due to his developement at birth. I can't even hold him. His imune system is that poor. All it seems that I can do right now is sit besides him and watch over him the best that I can.

I look up from my book to see Nicca, Niccalía's new nickname, watching me. His eyes are multi-colored. Looks like he has twenty-four colors in each eye. Non of the colors are the same. His hair has five diffent shades of red. Blood red, maroon colored red, auburn red, fire red and a golden red.

His little hand presses to the glass cover that is around him. I press my hand to the other side of the glass where his hand is and sees him jolt away. Which brings tears to my eyes. My poor, sweet baby. I let my tears fall as I watch Nicca watch me.

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