“Well, 35 years, six miscarriages, and being butchered in an illegal abortion by a monster…” Stories Altered to Reflect the Secret Truth

No divine vision, no voices, just, a knowing. Thirty-five years and six miscarriages later, she was pregnant with me. Well, 35 years, six miscarriages, and being butchered in an illegal abortion by a monster after she was raped by her upstairs neighbor.

My mother had no interest in boy’s names, however, because, according to her, she always knew that I was going to be a girl. As a young child she sat in a clearing in the woods, and somehow or another just “knew” that she would have a daughter one day. A daughter named Serene. There were no voices. No divine vision. Just a knowing.

Thirty-five years and six miscarriages later, she was pregnant with me.

ADD: [Well, 35 years, six miscarriages, and being butchered in an illegal abortion by a monster after she was raped by her upstairs neighbor.]

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