Violently torn from the warmth of the womb(1) into the chilled air of life, the lights were beating down on my body. Men in coats probing me in unmentionable spots(2). It was probably the worst day of my life so far. Then I'm separated and put into a room with a bunch of other kids, crying and screaming(3). At this rate I'm not falling asleep. I officially hate children. I finally got to go home after what seemed like an eternity and spent the next few days sleeping.
Footnotes: in the footnotes I will list the question that is frequently asked that corresponds to the answer.
(1). Sam what was birth like?
(2). Why don't you like to be touched?
(3). Why do you hate children?
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