Ok well I corrected some of the things you've said, although some were impossible to correct because its part of the story (and about the baby ang crying and bla bla, its part of the whole story.
But thankyou a lot
And please continue reading and posting youre comments (:
`-PROLOGUE-
Time doesn’t exist; it is nothing more than an illusion.
CHAPTER 1
-WHAT ENDS WELL DOESN’T START WELL-
I close my eyes and pretend that I’m not here, but it doesn’t work. I whisper to the wind that everything was ok, to learn to let go. My hands are cold but the answers just don’t come. Dreaming of her, that my mother was here to rest my head on her chest while she responded to my prayer. And yet, nothing.
JUNE 21, 1959
Rebecca was her name, and you know that she was the one meant for him, looking for love is one of the thinks we search every day of our life, and love, is the most turning point in you’re it. Making you look down no more, but beside, it is when you don’t see yourself in the mirror anymore because you know everything is not so bad, and everything is worth it at his side. And even then you don’t believe it.
They were like that, just perfect. Life has its turning points, however; night gowns, party dresses, and Cinderella stories changed into maternity dreams. Somehow, in the midst of all this, good girls do die.
-Bob, its time.
It was four in the morning, the streets of Australia asleep, except for some soon to be parents. He was terrified like any normal first timer, everything was arranged, and he was everything she had. He took her hand, and closed his eyes, and concentrated And then sped down the road.
They got to the hospital, and certainly this was time, she walked slowly controlling each of her breaths, finally this was it, little baby girl was arriving, and soon enough everything was going to be accomplished. A slow drop of sweat went down her forehead, as the Doctor came in.
Everything went so fast, while he was waiting for the good news, trying to read a newspaper, that suddenly was unreadable, people started coming and going, the sun raising and everything coming alive, but not a sign of her, this is normal he thought, it’s just my mind, but, nothing, tics and tocs went by, and still nothing.
And all of sudden he took a look forward, and there she was, there I was, noble and innocent, a piece of condensed universe; and his wait was over. He just smiled, to me a complete stranger and yet a piece of his soul was inside of me, I laughed and he just smiled as a tear rolled down his cheek.
May I? He asked to the nurse that was carrying me, and she just handed the tiny package. He looked at me and that was it, he couldn’t say no more, there was nothing to say, his eyes were burning with love; and life didn’t matter anymore, because he had it in his hands.

he was terrified like any normal first timer, everything was arranged, and he was everything she had,