Personal Narrative: My Firstborn Child
I awoke to the sound of the baby monitor crackling with a voice comforting my firstborn child. As I adjusted to a new position, my arm brushed against my wife, sleeping next to me. It took me a minute to realize my wife couldn’t be in two places at once. Somebody else was comforting my child, but who? I quickly tried waking her up, but she wasn’t moving. I felt her pulse and didn’t feel a single beat. This made my heart race. My heart fell into pieces. Something I loved so much, had been taken so quickly. I had to be strong right now and worry about her later though, as cruel as it sounds. My wife is gone, I just hope that the only thing I have left of her isn’t gone too. I quickly grabbed the gun from under my mattress and ran to the baby’s