Can't go on

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3 months later

"Push!" the doctor screamed

I did exactly that as I scream left my lips. Why did I do this without the pain medication. I could literally feel myself tearing gor this child's big ass head.

"She's crowning. You have to push harder."

"I'm trying!" I screamed tears rolling down my face

Keeme softly wiped my tears "You have to push, Ok." I nodded my head

"1...2...3... push!."

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I looked down at my beautiful babies. I grabbed thier birth certificates on the boy's I signed Rayshard and on the girl's I signed Reagan. I sat each one next to the appropriate baby. I grabbed a small notebook and begin to write.

TAKE CARE OF MY BABIES HAKEEM. MOVE THEM SOMEWHERE NICE LIKE HOUSTON WHERE ITS ALL WARM AND SHIT. GIVE THEM THE LIFE I CANT.

I sat the note down in between the babies. Then I grabbed the small home made knife and slit both of my wrist.

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