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The first time he hit her was the first time she chose to endure. She was six months gone, and her unborn child needed a father. Besides, it was just one slap. He’d controlled himself.

The second time he hit her was the second time she chose to endure. This time, he went beyond just a slap. Her baby was a few months old. Her baby needed a father.

The third time, he dragged her down the stairs. She ended up with all sorts of bruises. She had a black eye. She struggled with a serious headache for days. But once again, she chose to endure.

The last time, she felt herself losing her grip on her life. She struggled to keep her eyes open for her child’s sake. But her struggle started too late. She died, and her child grew up with a monster.

My condolences to the child, i feel bad at the end of the story. but that is only a side view of the story. women are created to persevere but not to the extent of death. she died because she loves her child and even her husband. but the man in his wickedness reciprocated evil. I just have this that he will reap what he sowed one day! One day alone is preserved for him.

This story really hits hard, and it's beautifully written on a topic that really needs recognition. Awesome work!

This is truly heartbreaking and beautifully written. Amazing talent to tell such a powerful story in a couple of paragraphs(:

Four powerful paragraphs, it is a gift to to be able to tell the so many people's story in a small amount of words.

Four powerful paragraphs, it is a gift to to be able to tell so many people's story in a small amount of words.

Beautifully written, and truly heartbreaking.

That was beautiful and pretty sad at the same time she should of slap him.

Four paragraphs that really open our eyes. Hands down