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When the doctors came out they were visibly exhausted and shaken, and stained red with spattered blood The birth had killed my wife but the child had survived I went into a room and saw the baby I wasn’t allowed to hold it but I stood and looked at it through a haze of confusion and contempt I took the child home and cared for it Over time it began to crawl and then walk; over time it grew teeth and bit me I sat and watched him break every toy that I gave him to play with I picked up the cat dead after he threw it down the stairs and broke its neck I watched him and felt the resentment grow, seeing what was left in place of my wife He was a thing as far removed from humanity as the most vile beast I grew and began a sense of my hatred for him He sat wishing death upon the others The day came when I no longer was willing to accept him as the result of my seed I approached him sleeping in his bed and put a pillow over his face There was no sadness in this As he started to struggle for air I saw a flash of something and felt a warm stinging pain in my chest I let go of the pillow and saw the knife in my stomach The blood spilled across the floor and I dropped to my knees Then he came to finish me with the knife in his hand and murder in his eyes
COMBAT WOUNDED VETERAN