"It's a girl!"
On January 1, 1990, a beautiful soul was born. That's right, I'm talking about me. Who else would I be talking about?
"What's her necklace shape?"
Necklace shape? What's that?
Now you might be wondering how I can think in words, since after all, I was just born.
Do you know the myth about how babies remember their past life for the first two years of life? Well let me tell you, that's just not true. I'm just gifted. But shh, don't tell anyone my secret!
Anyway, back to this thing called 'necklace'. What is that? Is it some special kind of food to make me grow?
"Oh... that's... um... nice."
Hey, we might be babies, but we still pick up on cues. What's wrong with my 'necklace'?
"Sir, Ma'am, we need to take her into surgery right now."
Surgery? What's that? It doesn't sound too good.
