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Pain of a mother
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The footsteps following me sounded closer. I ran through the empty corridors of the hospital, my heart pounding with terror.
I turned a corner and stopped short. I had reached a dead end. Exhausted from running, I was panting and since I was 3 months pregnant I was left with no strength to run anymore. I fell on the floor, exhausted and crying. Hearing the echoing footsteps getting closer. Scared and left with no hope, I started praying for a miracle.
"Babe!", a voice came from behind. A voice that scared me as hell. The voice of my husband. I was trembling with fear when he approached me and helped me stand up.
" No, please...