In the months that followed Debra spent most of her time in the library. She loved to read, as long as it wasn’t anything religious.
During the nights she slept in the park, underneath a willow. That was until the park ranger busted her and chased her away. From that moment on she slept in an alley, next to a food container. Whenever she got hungry she would dig in the grave and fish something out. Most of it had already passed the expiration date, but Debra didn’t care. Food was food and she was starving.
One night, she was only in her seventh month, she started having cramps in her stomach....
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