"Someone is all clean and ready to start their day, aren't you sweet boy?"
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I admired my son as I placed him in his swing.
He is only twenty-one months old but is a beautiful baby. Now I know everyone says that about their child but he truly is a beautiful baby. Sometimes I can't believe this little person came out of me.
"Alright mama is going to go take a quick shower before we go out for our day, okay? So you stay right there," I giggled at the blank look on his face knowing he doesn't understand much.
I walked back into my bathroom to take a shower.
As the water rain down my body, my eyes shut taking in everything.
"Please no! Stay away I want to go home please!"
"Sorry princess, but my son nee-"
"Ahhhh......", snapping my eyes opened I realized I'm still in the shower. Heavily breathing I decided to get out.
Almost three years later and the nightmares still won't go away.
Deciding to shake those thoughts off, I walked into my closet to get dressed in some clothes. While getting dressed let me introduce myself to you.
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My name is Makayla Smith and I'm 21 years old. I am African American and about 5"5 tall, which I assume is average but who knows. I have long black hair that reaches the middle of my back with flawless skin that now supports healed and fresh bruises. Born and raised in Texas but when my mom married my stepdad he immediately moved us to New York. I have no brothers or sister since my mom left so and I never knew who my dad was either. I recently started doing online classes secretly because if Spencer finds out I'm dead for sure. Trust, I can't have that happening or I won't become a Neonatal Nurse Practitioner like my mom and I always talked about. I'm extremely shy, which is why I don't really have friends to talk to. I have a 21 month old baby boy, named Nikolai Joel Smith, he is my pride and joy. Everything he inherited is not from me but I'm guessing from his father. Especially, those piercing icy blue eyes that I get lost in.
