All Her Fault

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They say the birth of your child is supposed to be one of the happiest days of your life, however, thats a bit different for Jacob Oldring. Jacob clung to his wife's hand as she had his child. Excitement and nervous energy filled the air, but Jacobs excitement soon died as he felt his wife's hand go limp. The doctors got the baby out all the way and tried to revive the woman, but to no avail. Jacob sat in a chair and cried as the wailing baby was being cleaned. Once the doctors brought the baby to him he just stared at her as he held his new daughter. "She wanted to name you Alice..so your name is Alice." The day his child was born was the worst day of his life.
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It had been a few years since Jacobs wife had died, and he turned to alcohol to solve his problems. He gave Alice what she needed to be a happy kid, but he didnt want to do anything with her. She was now an energetic five-year old and started playing outside with other kids. Jacob would watch their games from inside and when Alice came back he would give her food and go into his room to get away.

One day was different, however. Alice was outside chasing a butterfly, laughing and squealing if she tripped. When she got tired and hungry she went back inside, where her dad wasnt out in the livingroom like normal. She figured he mustve gotten tired and ran to the kitchen to suprise him with a meal. When she couldnt reach the counter Alice decided to look for her dad. Alice ran into his room and saw him sitting on his bed tying a rope. She ran over and hugged his leg, giggling, "Hi daddy!!" She squealed out as she tried to climb his leg. Jacob pushed her off, snarling.

Alice looked at him, confused. "What wrong?" Jacob stood and hung the rope, which was tied in a loop. "I'm tired of you. You made my life horrible the moment you were born. Your mom didnt deserve to die!!" He started yelling at the now scared five-year old, "If you werent born she would still be alive!!" Jacob stood on a stool and put his head in the loop. "Its all your fucking fault." He kicked the stool out from under his feet, hanging. Those were the last words Alice heard from her dad before she watched him hang and gasp for air before simply going limp moments later.

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Okay, well writing new stories is always fun. Sorry this is so short, I just needed an intro for the story.
I DID EVERYTHING WRONG ABOUT JACOB DYING I SUPPOSE, TIME TO CRAWL IN A HOLE TO DIE

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