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May 22, 2006
She placed her hands on her stomach and tried to fully grasp the words the doctor had just spoken to her. Pregnant?. I can't be pregnant, she thought.

She lifted herself off the bed and walked into the bathroom. I just wanted to feel loved. I don't have enough love for myself, much less to give a child.

Before she can change her mind, she's on her knees in front of that toilet again throwing up. When she's finished, she makes her hands into fists and begins to punch her stomach. With each blow, she's reminded of a different guy.