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Will it ever get any better? by zacefronsgirl101213, literature

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Will it ever get any better?

Chapter One It happens everyday to thousands of people, you'd think it would never happen to you until it actually does. Even though you think that you can handle it, when it all comes down to the moment, no one really ready, and no one ever will be. My name is Winry Loving and this is my storie... When I was eleven my mother remarried, to an older man. We had no clue as to what he was going to do, until the night of my twelfth birthday, my mother had to work late and we were alone in the house. It was around eight at night and I was getting ready for bed when he came in to say goodnight and make sure that I was wearing proper bed clothes

As a child you have no care in by zacefronsgirl101213, literature

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As a child you have no care in

As a child you have no care in the world. Your biggest goal is to be like your parents. Your job is to play all day, make new friends, and obey the adults. You have no clue what the future holds and your biggest worry is to get the newest toy from the store. You cry when you’re hurt and the only thing to take the pain away is your parents magic kisses. The darkness of the world hasn’t gotten ahold of you, and reality hasn’t shown its ugly face. That’s how most childhoods are, mine… well, mine was a little different. The sound of a babies cry is music to a mother’s ear. My first cries were the sound of d

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I wander around my room, preparing myself for what I’m sure will be an extraordinary night. I light candles, plump up my pillows and pull the curtains firmly closed. Once this gets started I can’t risk my neighbours seeing me. People will definitely talk. I check my watch whilst my spare hand strokes my middle. Ten minutes have passed and my stomach is definitely puffy and starting to swell. Any fluttering nerves are quickly replaced by excitement. A deep seated fetish that I’ve had since childhood is finally going to be fulfilled. In around 20 minutes my water will break and within an hour I’ll have given birth. Ten minutes ago I wasn’t even pregnant, technically I’m not, at least not to a real baby. I’ve been excited by labour and birth for as long as I can remember. The straining, huffing and pushing makes me hot every time. The idea of a woman giving it her all to push a baby out of her body, it excites me just thinking about it. I enjoy watching birth scenes and reading stories