Living In The 60s: Raising Babies

Living In The 60s: Raising Babies

PROLOGUE - MY BABIES

In a completely white room you could see a woman, she appeared to be in her thirties, but in fact she had passed that age a long time ago, her appearance was the result of technological developments in higher quality cosmetics existing in this generation.

But despite her stunning appearance, which would attract men of all ages, and even some women at any other time, her personality was far from the "attractive" type.

The truth is, the way she acted totally excited and entertained reading an online novel, like she looked away for a second, would miss the most important information out there, would likely make any sex appeal of hers disappear.

“Ah! How can it end like this, such talented children, I definitely wish I could raise them like mine.”

The shrill voice reverberated throughout the room as she argued with the screen of her electronic reading device, she couldn't help but feel frustrated to the point where tears welled up in her almond-shaped eyes.

While many who hear these words, or watch this scene, would think she wanted to create some white meat like some women of great wealth, in fact she literally wanted to create her favorite characters from the novel like her mother.

This was because she was a woman who could not have her own children in her current world, by order of the world government, every child born by natural means or from a test tube must be handed over to the world institution for its creation, this to ensure a good intellectual, physical and emotional development of these children for the future of the nation.

For this reason, she was one of the women who refused to give birth to a child in any way, despite having always wanted a baby, in exchange for her refusal, she guaranteed to dedicate her great knowledge to the nation, creating the best and most incredible cosmetics, which almost guarantee immortality in relation to appearance.

For such contributions she had greater freedom than many citizens of her world, to the point that she was granted the right to develop her own interdimensional space to keep a large amount of emergency supplies in case a new world war occurred in the future, beyond of the supplies that are continually allocated, such as various types of food, medicines, fabrics and even tools, the woman herself ensures that large quantities of cosmetics developed by her are continuously supplied, because if there is a new war she still wants to remain beautiful until the Final.

However the space was not interesting to her when she got the benefits, in fact none of the benefits could replace her desire to have her own child, but she managed to at least live as a mother through her unlimited access to any kind of literature, she is clear if focused on novels that featured cute children, whom she supported as a big “fan mom”.

Only the only thing she didn't realize is that the three children she loved the most among the novels she read ended up in a tragic end in the second part of the story. And this was all just the fault of that irresponsible mother who abandoned them at a time when they most needed a mother.

“How can there be such a cruel mother. No! Crueler than this mother is this writer, who makes us love them in childhood and then take them away, just because the rest of the world saw them as the villains, but they were my beautiful puppies, they weren't really bad , they just didn't have a happy childhood.”

The woman continued to break down in tears as she argued aloud with the gods, called writers, for her who read every chapter, from the children's greatest suffering, to their growth, their struggle to have a better life, but in the end no matter how hard they tried, everyone seemed to deny their existence.

Despite the vision of the big fan, the truth was that the three characters, who in the story were brothers, had a regrettable childhood, but it was a fact that in every story there should be a villain, the novel had been written with that goal, only this one woman focused on creating and developing the characters like her children.

"I will not get over such a loss."

The woman cried as she hugged a pillow and lay down on the divan sofa, over time her tears stopped, but the weariness brought by her emotional ups and downs while reading came and soon she fell asleep.

During her dream she was in a dark place but soon saw a child calling her mother, the child looked so pitiful, in a deplorable state of thinness and surging, she just tried to reach out her arms to hug the child and comfort her, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't reach it.

That's when she woke up panting again in the living room, feeling the tears running down her face.

"I really should stop getting so attached to the characters in the books, now I even dream about my pitiful puppies."

The woman muttered to herself as she sat on the couch on the couch and tried to wake up completely, after feeling more awake she went to the bathroom to clean up, after all she had to wake up completely and leave her entertainment moment behind and focus on the next project to be developed at the company.

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Noelle Egypto

Noelle Egypto

PLEASE MORE LOVE FOR MY BABY

2021-08-15

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