Date: 8-11-2027
Peyton's Point of view
Emmanuel and Aidan are watching sponge bob the square pants while Brooke and I are looking through old photo albums in the den. "OH My God, True was so cute as a
baby" I point out looking at an old baby picture of Brooke's deceased daughter, True Elizabeth Davis. Even to this day, I don't understand how a beautiful girl such as
True can feel unloved and commit suicide. "You took that picture soon after she was born, remember?" Brooke reminds me. "I do remember that I was with you in the
delivery room when she was born" I recollect. "Giving birth hurt like hell, but I got through it all with your help. You made me feel like superwoman back then" Brooke
reminisced. "I can't have anymore babies due to the complications that happened during True's birth. She was breached, I do recall" she added with sadness in her voice.
"You were raped and thats how you got True. You were like twenty years old at the time. I wish more people like Victoria could've supported you when you were
pregnant with True" remorseful, I cry. "I was indeed an ordinary girl trapped in an extraordinary circumstance. I tried my best to make something positive to come out of
the situation" Brooke sobs. Frightened by the sight of seeing Brooke crying, three year old Emmanuel approaches Brooke and embraces her. "Mommy, please don't cry"
choked up, Emmanuel begs Brooke and Brooke slowly makes attempts to be happy for his sake. Emmanuel kisses Brooke and then returns back to watching television in
which makes me to be happy for a moment. "I never imagined there would come a day that we would be in the same position concerning child loss. I am getting tired of
talking about myself. I want you to share your feelings with me" Brooke pressures me. All of a sudden the flood gates open and my life is an open book for my best friend
to read from beginning to end. Soon I will have to start making funeral plans and I don't know how I will able to survive the next twenty four hours. I keep on reminding
myself to just breathe for things will get better eventually.
