House of the mad

My baby anna

Let me start this story where it should begin I am a mother of a baby girl her name is Anna i will start this story off with the day my bundle of terror was born and out of the hospital:

Waaaaaa waaaaaa great Anna's crying again I wish her dad was still here to help but he died do to a mad killer the day before Anna was born he had such a way with children he could have so as much smiled at Anna and she would stop crying but she would never get to meet her dad and I had to face that when I got up to check on Anna she had stopped crying but I still wanted to check Anna was a very interesting child different from others she would cry when she was happy or laugh when people get hurt example I got her bottle this morning I spilled it on my arm and it burned like hell she sat there smiling and when I was all better she was crying she was just weird and it was like she had the mind of a 15 year old girl she would roll her eyes at me and sigh when she didn't want to do something and throw things at me when she was mad I don't know if I am crazy or if normal babies do this kind of stuff when I got to her white little room she was standing in the middle of the crib not holding on to anything her little eyes stared at me completely black or it was just really dark she I stood there for about 2 minutes then I walked over to her and laying her down she slapped my hand away so I just went back to sleep.....

Hope you like part 1 of my new story and I will continue Anna growing up in part two