Born As A Curse

Synopsis

On Mother's Day, I fed myself a bowl of abortion medicine with my own hands. The baby who had passed every prenatal checkup became an eight‑month stillborn. Holding the tiny body that could no longer breathe, my orphaned husband collapsed in grief, and my widowed mother nearly fainted. They screamed at me hysterically, "How could you be so cruel? That was your child!" I raised my blood‑soaked hands and showed them a video. A few seconds later, their eyes widened in pure terror. Then they began to scream, "Die! That filthy thing must die! Letting him be born would only bring disaster. He has no right to live!"