A Purple Baby

April 13, 2010
By audrey camero BRONZE, San Antonio, Texas
audrey camero BRONZE, San Antonio, Texas
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One Saturday night my mom felt sick
My dad was not home, only my two year old sister
Mom told dad “Come home quick”
All their bags were packed and were ready to leave

On the way to the hospital, my mom was in unbearable pain
My sister was very confused in the back seat
Dad tried not to complain
When he got to the hospital, my mom was immediately taken to a room

While the doctor got in his proper attire
The whole family arrived
My mom’s face was burnt red, she was on fire
On the other hand, my sister had no worries with her coloring books

For the longest time, I couldn’t come out
My dad was panicky
The doctor had to use an alternative route
She had to have a C-section

The moment I came out, I did not take a breath
Unlike most babies, I was purple
Everyone knew this could lead to death
Thankfully a few seconds later, I took my first breath of air

A week later a new baby was in the house
I became the main attraction of the family
By that time, I had slobbered all over my mom’s blouse
The only thing my sister asked was “When are you going to take her back to the hospital?"

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on Apr. 29 2010 at 9:36 am
it seems like the purpose is lost in the final stanza, are you writing about how the narrator as a baby almost died? or the sisters jealousy? The final line is powerful, though irrelevant.


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