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At 17, I Was Forced To Give Up My Baby — 21 Years Later, The New Neighbor Next Door Looked Exactly Like The Child I Lost

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of my suitcase because it was the only thing that felt like mine and his.

I wrote one sentence on the paper.

Tell him he was loved.

The nurse took the note and the blanket.

The next day, they were gone.

Whenever I asked questions after that, my mother shut me down.

Later, when I asked my mother where the blanket was, she said, “I burned it. It was unhealthy continue reading …

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