62~Hannah

I ran as fast as I could away from the house and farther into the estate's premises. I knew coming to live with him was a bad idea. Though innocently, he had triggered some really awful memories. I couldn't count on my fingers all those times I cried myself to sleep. How much hurt I felt from losing my first pregnancy after all the hassles I had to go through in my marriage. My baby was my only hope to get better. Knowing I was giving him an heir made me so happy and with the snap of a finger all my hope was gone. I could never forget how grieved I felt that day when the nurse told me, it tore me apart more than any physical pain I felt. I was happy to be alive but why didn't my son make it too?

I stood in the middle of the field and yelled as loud as I could hoping it would take my pain away. I just wanted it to go away forever and never return. Maybe if all my memories had wiped away it would all have been better. I knelt there and wept, not minding the wind throwing my hair all ove