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I cried... I felt like he had torn my heart out and thrown it at me... I cried for so long I could barely breathe. I buried my face in my black blood-stained pillow. What was I supposed to do?

My Mom walked in holding a box... She put it on my bed. Then she walked out. She knew to leave me alone. I sat up trying to fight back the rest of my tears. I picked up the box. There was a note, 'Nance. I didn't want to hurt you. It's just... I feel nothing for you. Keith.' I remember thinking why can't he settle for one excuse? Why does he need two? I took Becca's car. I drove to Keith's. I had the box. I never opened it.

I got there after ages of driving. I picked up the box and threw it through his window. I heard a scream... I didn't care. I couldn't feel anything. I got back in the car. I smiled as I drove away. I was never trusting any man ever again.

9 months in...

It was nearly over. I was so happy. I couldn't wait... Or could I?

I was so scared when I went into labour. I'll skip all that gross stuff. It took ages. But my little boy was born at midnight. He held him. Gary came with Becca. But Becca left to get a chocolate. "You're crazy! You can't do this." Gary whispered in my ear. I picked up my son, (Drew) and I gazed at his face. You know people say new-borns can't smile? Well I swear he gave me the sweetest smile ever. I loved his beautiful sky-blue eyes. Gary and Becca soon left.

Hours later I was just talking to Drew. I was telling him a story. My story. So he what kind of person I was. I who I promised to be for him... Keith walked in. "Leave us alone." I said. I never took my eyes off Drew. He was so beautiful. "I want to see my son." He said. A nurse walked in. "I'm sorry but you have to leave. This Mommy is tired. And so is this lil' fella." She whispered. I put Drew in the cot and tucked him in. I fell asleep watching him. I couldn't belive he was mine. I didn't deserve him.