Evangeline Sophia

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Letters that I write to my miscarried daughter. Please share yours in the comments, in my inbox or via email, which is on my profile.

RIP my angel June 17th, 2012Todos los derechos reservados

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[COMPLETED 5/5/20] . . . Will it ever stop? Will there be an end? Honestly I don't think so. I'll be here for a long time. I'd die over and over again.

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She was beautiful, and I loved her. Loved? Nah, it's not like that. Just because she's gone, doesn't mean I stopped loving her. I still love her.

In agony I deliver the children of faceless, infertile clients. To them I am nothing more than a vessel, bearing the fruit they so wish to carry within themselves. They love me for my ability, and they hate me for it. This is why I am hidden away here in the Factory where they cannot see my rounded stomach, swollen with their life. When the life inside me is gone, birthed into their eagerly-waiting arms, I will be left with nothing. I will be impregnated again, and again, until my body is ruined and I am sent away. I should question this system, this ritualistic rending of my heart, but I do not-in fact, I volunteered for this job. And now, six babies later, I am afraid to leave. It is better to carry life, even temporarily, than to have never carried it at all.

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