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The pain of loss
Who has the right to make the decision of life and death of another? Who has the right to decide if one will be happy to be alive ... or dead? Why does life always twist and turn to put one in a position to live with regret for the rest of their lives?Perhaps not many has been through the pain of having to tear on the operating table. Nor the many nights of waking up to dreams of cries of the unborn child. That day is one day that I am never capable of perfectly remembering. Because I was not even conscious when my poor child was stolen from knowing this world. And my poor child did not even know how much I wanted to bring him to this world to shower him with my love.I remember how much his daddy hurt me. It wasn't the first love R who is the daddy. It was another passerby in life that I chose to believe in. To believe will change but never did. Someone I thought I loved but in fact I just wanted to prove the world wrong by standing by him. The whole world chose to disbelieve in him and yet I did. In the mos
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