Have you ever wondered why you were born? Call me what you want, but, initially, I thought I was born out of love. When I was eleven years old, the statement "my parents married in January and I was born in June" sounded fairy tail like, I found nothing wrong with it. Until I said it out loud and Jane, my classmate, heard me. As she heard me, her mouth formed a grin and she asked me if my parents had married due to the pregnancy, my mind went blank: have I forced the marriage?
Jane didn't say anything else, she just looked at me pitifully.
When I arrived home, as my parents began screaming and fighting, I couldn't help but wonder was everything my fault?
That night, as I watched the white ceiling, I felt lonelier than ever. There was no turning back, it was never going to be as it was.
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