Chapter 1

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 It was the year of 1840, and Henry Parks was in the waiting room of the most musty doctor's office. There was a rat in the corner of the room screaming in terror with two babies curled up under neither her, I guess.  He heard the woman screaming and crying from the other room. "I wish that god damn woman would just shut up already," he whispered to himself anger forming. 

A few hours later, the dreadful, ear splitting screams of a newborn child came out of the room. Mr. Parks wanted to see the child but he new that he would be disappointed, after all all he would find is a shriveled up cranberry that would just annoy him. He sighed, "I would rather stay in the nastiest cell in ward, than have to raise this awful rat of a human being." He hated children, after all they where the reason he got himself chucked into the descusting cell where he would have to return to after the labor.  

A few moments later he heard the ear splitting scream of his child coming out the the hospital room. At that very moment he tor off his gown and strung it from the a low hanging rafter at hanging from the ceiling, unfortunately for him, the gown was like paper and it snapped leaving him on the floor sprawled out and crying in pain. "NO!" he cried and with drenching sobs he curled up into a ball and passed out.

Meanwhile Madeline Hearth was unconscious. Her screams silented by her near death sleep. The nurses were panicking running from one side of the room to the other, one of them were almost trampled after she passed out of heat stroke. The room was right by the boiler and was heating quickly, all the sweat and BO made everyone want to rip off their noses   She had passed out from blood loss during childbirth and you see the ward that she was held in was very cheep, so they couldn't give her the transplant. 

       

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