The Parrot's Prophecy: A Curse in Feathers
My husband, Gabriel Buckner, and I had been married for three years. I'd gotten pregnant twice, but I'd lost both babies. It was all because of my in-laws' parrot that could talk.
The first time I got pregnant and went to their house, the parrot stared at my belly and kept repeating, "Get rid of the baby! Get rid of the baby!"
The second time, the same thing happened. It looked right at my stomach and said the same words.
I thought it was just nonsense, but to my shock, my in-laws actually took the parrot seriously and forced me to end the pregnancy.
I even showed them the prenatal checkup report from my doctor to prove that the baby was perfectly healthy and begged them not to do it.
But they dragged me to the hospital anyway and made me have an abortion on the spot.
When I got pregnant a third time, I wanted to be extra cautious.
I went straight for an amniocentesis. The report confirmed the baby was healthy and even showed a 99.9% DNA match with Gabriel's.
I thought everything would be fine this time. But as soon as the parrot saw me again, it repeated the same words—"Get rid of the baby."
And just like before, the Buckners immediately tried to drag me to the hospital.
I couldn't understand it. The baby was perfectly healthy, and the DNA report proved it was Gabriel's child. So why would they rather believe a parrot and insist that I get rid of the baby?