My mom sniffed as she held my arms and looked at me with her tear filled eyes. "You died when you were just 7 months old, in my womb."
My whole body froze as a gasp left from the back of my throat.
What did my mother mean by this? I died? Then why am I here standing in one piece?
"Wha—" my words caught in my breath as my heartbeat hastened.
"Shush, Emma." My dad shushed my mom, seemingly he was afraid to let me hear anything regarding that. But mom's tears dripped from her eyes and made my heart break. What could have happened?
"What did you mean by that?" I asked as my heart thumped but my feet won't move as if they got stuck on the sand beneath me. My surroundings blurred and as if they were all slowly becoming hazy as my mind tried to register the words.
"It is nothing!" My dad
