Hi!
call me Joe, I was born in a dark room, yaps dark room
it's my story.
Sunday August 2000, at 13:00 PM a pregnant black woman fell down in side of street. She was alone in the crowded. No one cared on her. 30 minutes later an old asian lady came and help the women.
CALL 911 PLEASEEE!!!!!!!! The lady shouted so loud
Every one was deaf, or God made them like that?
30 minutes later the black woman brought to hospital,
HUAAAA!!!! A black baby was born. its became best day ever for the woman
till 2 months later, the baby can't open his eyes.
yeah, i was blind and i am now
I was left in front of church gate
my mother left me there, with a piece of paper
Joe
she wrote JOE, just JOE
i grew in the church, i never see the light
i don't know my face, apple, etc
F*CK i too bored with this life
i wanna kill my own self, but i learned in My Church every one who kill themselves will sent to hell.
I never believe on it. I prayed but no faith
God sent me to hell first
will i enter Heaven?
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I'm trying to keep my eyes open while hearing the noises of doctors and the beeps of machines. It's feeling like something is going away from me. I'm trying my best to keep my conscious. But second by second my strength is draining and pain is increasing into my head and whole body. But right now , I don't give damn to my own self. Anything could happen to me. I don't care. But nothing should happen to my child ... he should survive and live his life unlike his mother "who never got anything in her life. First I couldn't get the love from my parents "which i deserved.." then i got the husband "who don't give shit to my existence. My whole life went trying to get the piece of love "which I at least deserved once in my life . But no one dared to give to me and now god is snatching my last happiness as well. Which is my child. When I'd got to know about him. A ray of hope I'd felt in my life. I thought at least now I'll able to get someone whom I could call mine. But seems like god couldn't see me stay happy and now I'm laying on death bed holding my womb pleading to god that he should keep my baby safe. But I guess he can't see me happy and soon I heard doctor's faint voice " who announced baby is no more.
We lost the baby. He whispered looking at other doctors being dejected. Tears made their ways from my twitching eyes..' and I felt like to scream and cry bitterly. All the emotions are gushing towards my brain and heart. but being numb on the bed made me so helpless that I can't even cry. After battling I couldn't hold my sanity and fell unconscious.