My Story Part III

“Say something bitch, yeah I got the knife now.” The words rang loud as I lay pinned down to the ground, while my son’s father straddled me.  His sweat dripped onto my face as his dark brown eyes filled with rage, pierced my soul.   As my back touched the warm…

My Story Part II

Okay Ms. Wright, we are ready for you. My prepping process for my C-section was now complete.  After I gave birth to my son, I was scared, confused and worried. I had no clue how to be a mom, my family was in shambles and I was still a child…