Near the coast was standing a depressed teenager, her name was Emma. The sun is about to set but her authenticity has never set in the wild ocean. Her parents were not with her, she was walking all alone, grounded to the earth, and her body would never lift off the soil. Lifespan was miserable once upon a time. Somehow her hardest feelings needed to be replaced with love and pleasure. Now an unknown figure lives among her. A mystery figure spoke up.

“I still remember the first time I saw you deep in your womb. You were shining red; water all over me but I never drowned because you were the protector of my deep. You were my safest home and I was swimming within you. Do you remember? I am that warrior who marched before trillion soldiers just to ensure the sweetest home on earth that I always knew was the doorway to heaven! But time proved us wrong, as I am at the end of my time, you’re about to start a new life without me. What made you think of it?” asked unknown.

“I had not more than one choice,” said Emma.

“I fear you will destroy me before I can even touch the daylight,” said unknown.

“I will do it tomorrow,” replied Emma.

It’s hard to dream of a society without them, people make choices that are never to be shown in the daylight. Life has to move on even if your world is in jeopardy. Emma was a university dropout. She met a boy and fell in love with him; a few months later, the unthinkable happens. She was pregnant. Emma’s boyfriend rejected her along with the unknown soul.

“I want to live mother, don’t destroy me”, pleaded the unknown voice.

“You can’t live in this world, I’m afraid this world will never accept you,” said Emma.

“Is it the world or something else?” asked the unknown voice.

“Yes, it is. You were never meant to be here, I’m sorry, sometimes we have to live with fear, only then do we stay in control,” said Emma, forcing a stone on her heart.

“Control! So why didn’t you control yourself before you could even conceive me?” asked the unknown voice.

“I thought your future dad would hold our hands; where we could live under his roof together. Sadly, he fell in love with my body, my soul was never his option,” said Emma, trembling.

“Then why couldn’t you love me?” asked the unknown voice.

“I loved him, but you are his negative consequence, hence, loving you would be a catastrophe,” said Emma.

“But I am an innocent unborn, a gift from God,” said the unknown voice.

“God is dead!” said Emma.

“No, he is not dead, mother, you’re too blind to see him, I could change your life when I grow up,” argued the unknown voice.

“You will change my life?” asked Emma.

“Yes, it is I, who will change your life,” replied the unknown voice.

“You will grow to turn me older, I fear your presents. You are an unwanted figure so was your future dad, today is your last day in my womb; from tomorrow I will be free from this society, nobody will know I was even pregnant once upon a time,” said Emma.

The unknown voice became softer; he knew by now living was never an option. As the sun sets and the waves hit the coast, he lived with no fear but deep down, was always unwanted by her.

“There are billions like me who never saw the sun or the waves hitting the coast, as we were washed away from existence, some of us were born from pleasure but not from love, even we have felt but those feeling were ignored by cold-blooded mothers and fathers,” said the unknown voice, almost helplessly.

“You are right; we are cold-blooded but the society is more devastating than you can imagine, as the wind blows, our conversation will be over forever, and some of these can be called the safest hell on earth,” said Emma.

She just holds the soul of an unborn and unnamed child. But reality holds a pregnant mother countable toward the society, where one voice can be heard and another can’t be seen; if not both can be irrelevant forever.