I just woke up and I am lying down somewhere. I don't know where I am. I haven't felt this place before. It does not feel like a bed, or a room. It's dark around me. Where is my mother?

It's getting colder, my body is shivering. Father, are you there? Can you please hold me close to you? I need warmth of your lap.

A little far, I can hear crickets chirping. It's making me scared. It's too dark now. Trying to look around, but I cannot see anything. Mother? I am hungry. I need you. Please pick me. Mother?

I am crying now but why is there no one hushing me? Eyes teary and throat dry. I am missing my mother. Missing her touch and warmth. Missing how she cared for me the day I was born. Missing how she looked at me with so much affection in her eyes.

Why can't I move my arms? I am not able to move my body. My eyes are closing. I can't breathe. Angels, I see two angels. Are you here to take me? Will you take me back to my mother and father? No? They are telling me they are here to take me back to God.

When I meet God, I will ask him - God, why did mother and father leave me alone here, in this freezing cold dark place, left to die?

Headlines next day read:

Body of a newborn found in a dumpster

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