Ghost of an Unborn Child

Date: 7/20/2018

It started with me opening a shoebox in my closet and finding out I was having a kid after looking at an ultrasound picture that was in there. Suddenly I had the kids with me, there were twins and I only thought it was one kid. After looking at the picture again, I saw there were two. I got a little stressed but mostly excited. I took care of the kids, despite being too young to have kids. Suddenly, I opened the shoebox again and found a different ultrasound picture. I started to cry, I didn’t want to be pregnant again. My dad came in and we talked about it. I decided to get an abortion. The dream went to years later. My twin girls were teenagers. Then, my son appeared, who I hadn’t had before then and thought nothing of at the time. I was getting them ready for school. My son, who was also a teenager, asked me who his father was. That’s when I realized he wasn’t really alive. I told my I actually aborted him years ago. He was baffled and confused, as was I. He was going through an identity crisis, my twins were trying to figure out how they thought they had a brother this whole time, and I was trying to figure out how my son had gotten there. Did some pro-life protestors do some witchcraft to teach me a lesson? Was he actually really alive? I’m not sure because I woke up as everyone was crying.