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wenty years ago I gave birth to a boy, his face was quite handsome but looks a bit silly. Sam, my husband, gave him the name of Eric. Increasingly apparent that this child is mildly retarded. I intend to give it to someone else to serve as slaves or servants. But Sam prevent bad intentions. I finally had to raise it as well. In the second year after I was born Eric regenerates a beautiful little girl. I named Angelica. I am very fond of Angelica, as well as Sam. Often we are asked to go to amusement parks and children's clothing bought her a beautiful, beautiful. But is not the case with Eric. He only has a few sets of clothes worn. Sam intends to buy, but I have always been banned on the pretext of saving the family money. Sam always obey my words.

Angelica 2 years of age when Sam died. Eric was 4 years old at the time. Our family became increasingly poor with an ever-increasing debt. I finally took action that would make me regret it for life. I left the village of my birth with Angelica. Eric was fast asleep so I left it. Then I lived in a hut after our house sold to pay debts. A year, 2 years, 5 years, 10 years .. have passed since the incident.

I have been married to Brad again, a grown man. Age of marriage we have stepped on the fifth year. Thanks to Brad, my bad qualities that initially angry, selfish, and haughty, changing little by little become more patient and loving. Angelica has aged 12 years and we send her daughter at boarding school care. Nothing else about Eric and remember nothing else remember it.
Until one night. Night where I dreamed about a child. His face was rather handsome, but looked pale. He looked at me. Smiling, she said, "Auntie, Auntie know my mama? I cekali earthquake on Mommy! "Having said this, she began to leave, but I hold him," Wait ..., it looks like I know you.

What's your name sweet child? "
"My name Elic, Auntie."
"Eric? Eric ... Oh my God! You really Eric? "
I immediately snapped up and up. Guilt, remorse, and various other strange feeling hit me right then and there. Suddenly flashed back to the story's ironic that there was like a movie that is playing my pat on the head. Only now I realize how wicked deeds dulu.Rasanya like me want to die at that time. Yes, I have to die ..., ... die, die ... When living seinchi blade spacing to be scratched into my wrist, suddenly Eric came back in the shadow of my mind. Yes Eric, Eric ... Mommy will pick you up
That afternoon I parked my blue car next to a hut, and he looked at me with wonder view from the side.
"Mary, what really happened?"
"Oh, Brad, you're going to hate me after I told what I had done before." I tell tTpi also sobbing. ..

Apparently God was good to me. She has a husband who was so kind and understanding. After tangissaya subsided, I came out of the car followed by Brad from behind. My eyes looked into the hut which extends two feet from my face. I began to remember how I ever lived in the hut a few months old and Eric .. Eric Eric ... I left there 10 years ago. With sadness I ran over and opened the door of the hut made of bamboo. So dark ... Not looking for anything! Slowly my eyes adjusted to the dark in a small room. But I did not find anyone inside. There are only a piece of cloth worn lying on the ground floor.

I took while watching him closely ... eyes filled with tears, I recognize it as a piece of cloth worn secondhand clothes worn Eric once daily. .. A few moments later, with a feeling hard to describe, I was out of the room ... My tears flowed
with rain. At that time I just stay quiet. A moment later I was and he started up the car to leave. However, I saw someone in the back of our car. I was surprised because the atmosphere was very dark. Then terlihatlah face such a dirty person. Apparently he was an old woman. I jerked back startled when he suddenly called me with a hoarse voice.

"Heii ...! Who are you?! What are you doing here? "

With courage, I asked, "Mom, what the mother knew a boy named Eric who used to live here?" He replied, "If you mother, you really damned women! Do you know, 10 years ago since you left here, Eric continues to wait for his mother and called, "... Mommy, mommy! 'Because no heart, I sometimes feed her and took her in my joint. Although I am poor and only work as scavengers, but I will not leave my child like that! Three months ago, Eric left this piece of paper. He learned to write every day for years just to write this for you ... "


I also read the writing on the paper ...
"Mommy, why Mommy is never coming back ...?
Mommy mad at Eric, yes? Mom, let Eric go, but Mommy had to promise that Mommy would not be mad at Eric again. Bye, Mom ... "I screamed hysterically to read the letter.
"Mom, please tell me ... tell me where is he now? I promise to meyayanginya now! I'm not going to leave it again, Mom! Please tell me ..! "
He hugged my body shook violently.

"Madam, it was too late. The day before the lady came, Eric has passed away. He died in the back of the hut. He was very skinny, she is very weak. Only after waiting for his willingness to stay in the back of this hut without his daring to enter it. He was afraid if it comes Mommy, Mommy was going to go see it again when it is in there ... He just hopes to see his Mommy from behind this shack ... Despite heavy rain, with a weak condition he continued to insist there waiting for Mrs.
Madame, you are not unforgivable sins! "

I then passed out and not remember anything else. (True story in northern ireland)
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wenty years ago I gave birth to a boy, his face was quite handsome but looks a bit silly. Sam, my husband, gave him the name of Eric. Increasingly apparent that this child is mildly retarded. I intend to give it to someone else to serve as slaves or servants. But Sam prevent bad intentions. I finally had to raise it as well. In the second year after I was born Eric regenerates a beautiful little girl. I named Angelica. I am very fond of Angelica, as well as Sam. Often we are asked to go to amusement parks and children's clothing bought her a beautiful, beautiful. But is not the case with Eric. He only has a few sets of clothes worn. Sam intends to buy, but I have always been banned on the pretext of saving the family money. Sam always obey my words.

Angelica 2 years of age when Sam died. Eric was 4 years old at the time. Our family became increasingly poor with an ever-increasing debt. I finally took action that would make me regret it for life. I left the village of my birth with Angelica. Eric was fast asleep so I left it. Then I lived in a hut after our house sold to pay debts. A year, 2 years, 5 years, 10 years .. have passed since the incident.

I have been married to Brad again, a grown man. Age of marriage we have stepped on the fifth year. Thanks to Brad, my bad qualities that initially angry, selfish, and haughty, changing little by little become more patient and loving. Angelica has aged 12 years and we send her daughter at boarding school care. Nothing else about Eric and remember nothing else remember it.
Until one night. Night where I dreamed about a child. His face was rather handsome, but looked pale. He looked at me. Smiling, she said, "Auntie, Auntie know my mama? I cekali earthquake on Mommy! "Having said this, she began to leave, but I hold him," Wait ..., it looks like I know you.

What's your name sweet child? "
"My name Elic, Auntie."
"Eric? Eric ... Oh my God! You really Eric? "
I immediately snapped up and up. Guilt, remorse, and various other strange feeling hit me right then and there. Suddenly flashed back to the story's ironic that there was like a movie that is playing my pat on the head. Only now I realize how wicked deeds dulu.Rasanya like me want to die at that time. Yes, I have to die ..., ... die, die ... When living seinchi blade spacing to be scratched into my wrist, suddenly Eric came back in the shadow of my mind. Yes Eric, Eric ... Mommy will pick you up
That afternoon I parked my blue car next to a hut, and he looked at me with wonder view from the side.
"Mary, what really happened?"
"Oh, Brad, you're going to hate me after I told what I had done before." I tell tTpi also sobbing. ..

Apparently God was good to me. She has a husband who was so kind and understanding. After tangissaya subsided, I came out of the car followed by Brad from behind. My eyes looked into the hut which extends two feet from my face. I began to remember how I ever lived in the hut a few months old and Eric .. Eric Eric ... I left there 10 years ago. With sadness I ran over and opened the door of the hut made of bamboo. So dark ... Not looking for anything! Slowly my eyes adjusted to the dark in a small room. But I did not find anyone inside. There are only a piece of cloth worn lying on the ground floor.

I took while watching him closely ... eyes filled with tears, I recognize it as a piece of cloth worn secondhand clothes worn Eric once daily. .. A few moments later, with a feeling hard to describe, I was out of the room ... My tears flowed
with rain. At that time I just stay quiet. A moment later I was and he started up the car to leave. However, I saw someone in the back of our car. I was surprised because the atmosphere was very dark. Then terlihatlah face such a dirty person. Apparently he was an old woman. I jerked back startled when he suddenly called me with a hoarse voice.

"Heii ...! Who are you?! What are you doing here? "

With courage, I asked, "Mom, what the mother knew a boy named Eric who used to live here?" He replied, "If you mother, you really damned women! Do you know, 10 years ago since you left here, Eric continues to wait for his mother and called, "... Mommy, mommy! 'Because no heart, I sometimes feed her and took her in my joint. Although I am poor and only work as scavengers, but I will not leave my child like that! Three months ago, Eric left this piece of paper. He learned to write every day for years just to write this for you ... "


I also read the writing on the paper ...
"Mommy, why Mommy is never coming back ...?
Mommy mad at Eric, yes? Mom, let Eric go, but Mommy had to promise that Mommy would not be mad at Eric again. Bye, Mom ... "I screamed hysterically to read the letter.
"Mom, please tell me ... tell me where is he now? I promise to meyayanginya now! I'm not going to leave it again, Mom! Please tell me ..! "
He hugged my body shook violently.

"Madam, it was too late. The day before the lady came, Eric has passed away. He died in the back of the hut. He was very skinny, she is very weak. Only after waiting for his willingness to stay in the back of this hut without his daring to enter it. He was afraid if it comes Mommy, Mommy was going to go see it again when it is in there ... He just hopes to see his Mommy from behind this shack ... Despite heavy rain, with a weak condition he continued to insist there waiting for Mrs.
Madame, you are not unforgivable sins! "

I then passed out and not remember anything else. (True story in northern ireland)
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