The Baby Next Crib Says He's My Real Child
As I took my newborn daughter from the nurse, I heard the voice of the baby in the next bed echoing in my head. “Don’t take her, Mommy. I’m your real baby!”
The doctor and nurses did not seem to hear a thing.
I thought I was hallucinating due to my fatigue, so I continued nursing my baby girl.
“How dare you cry, you burdensome wretch? I’ll pinch you if you keep crying!”
The baby’s grandmother picked him up and walked outside, but the voice came again, crying, “The mean old lady is taking me away. Mommy, look over here quickly! Look at the birthmark on my left ear!”
I froze.
My first child, who had died in an accident, had a birthmark on his left ear.