Death In The Nursery

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For the rest of the weekend we begin painting the nursery and adding some decorations little stuffies and setting up the crib, Michael is enjoying every moment of this I know he is very excited for tomorrow to find out the gender of the baby but I keep getting the weird sense like something is off but I don't think anything of it. Michael-"Are you okay babe?Feeling okay?" "Yeah just feel like something is off, something is  going to happen I just don't know what." Michael-"I will never let anything happen to you or our unborn baby I can promise you that." I wish this weird feeling would just go away but maybe it will just go away.After a day of painting and setting up along with organizing we finally finish the nursery when a presence is standing in the darkness beside the window, and

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