I shivered, too scared to speak and quickly left the doctor’s office. Sitting on a hallway bench, I wondered if I should tell my husband what the baby had said.
This child was terrifying. I didn’t dare keep him. But would my husband believe me? After thinking a lot, I posted online: [I can hear my baby’s voice, but reality doesn’t match. What’s happening?]
The post quickly got replies and I opened them, hopefully. But people were mocking me, saying I’d gone crazy from pregnancy and suggesting I see a psychiatrist.
The more I read, the more upset I felt. At the same time, my stomach hurt again and I almost fell off my chair.
The baby’s voice echoed, “Are you still thinking about an abortion?”
With shaking hands, I messaged my husband, telling him about the baby’s voice and how it had tormented me.
[Honey, I don’t want this child anymore!]
After sending the message, I got up to schedule an abortion. Just then, a reply of three or four hundred words appeared on my post.
After reading it, I finally understood my baby’s voice! Anger filled my eyes and I deleted the message I had just sent my husband.