by Christopher Welsch

Created on: September 17, 2009

Joy could not handle the piercing noise for any longer. She wanted to slice her ears off with the dullest knife she owned. Most of her night consisted of attempting to quell her child's crying. For hours, she paced back and forth with her seed in her arms, but her son would not stop. All she wanted was a silent peace. Every night, the tempest she held, made her wish she had never became pregnant or that she followed through with the abortion. Her state of mind weakened as each second and each day passed her.

Where was his so-called father, she thought. It never failed for her boyfriend to return home late with the odor of liquid destruction on his breath. Many times, she felt like a single parent with no one to help her in raising a tiny human. His alcohol, to him, made him temporarily happy. Unfortunately, it stressed Joy out and made her permanently unhappy. Where is he, she screamed in her angry mind.

The upset mood triggered a desire for a cigarette. She placed her wailing child in his crib and stepped outside. When the first drag flowed through her black lungs, she felt a little calmer. However, that quickly dissipated because she could still hear her son. Peace once again, as she thought, eluded her grasp. She began ranting in her mind about her infant and his father. She became more angry as each second passed. In the passion and moment of her anger, she jolted inside to her child's crib.

"Stop crying!" she shouted while shaking him in a violent fury. She had never been this angry, of course though, she grew angrier every day. So every day she had never acted that angry. After she shook him, he suddenly let out a few faints coughs and stopped wailing. His beautiful blue eyes, still open, rested still and did not scan the environment, as he always did. When she looked into his chubby face, she dropped him from horror and collapsed. He had stopped for eternity.

It seems so easy to kill a child when the parent has so much anger when anger takes over their mind and values. It forces them to submit to the worst emotion of all, out of pure weakness. Sadly, very sadly, many children die because their parents have this demonic rage inside them. Some escape through alcohol, while others start to get abusive with their children.

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