The Future Of A Poor Kid

The Future Of A Poor Kid

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The nurse came out yelling with a baby in her hand "Angela's husband is here ?". Then a man stood and ran towards the nurse he told "its me , its me!!!!". The nurse told to the man "its a boy" the man suddenly asked if he could go and meet her . He saw the nurse with a grumpy face. The man had a feeling that something is wrong , then he broke into the labor room. Then he saw so many doctors panicking. Then he asked "what's wrong doctor ?" then the room was filled with silence the doctor told "I am sorry b..but we couldn't save her." Started on: 27.7.2017 (On Hold)
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