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Could she be?

A few days ago I had a very short dream...i dreamed that there was this beautiful girl around the age of 2, maybe 3 running up to me, telling me to go play with her.

She had two pony tails tied, a white small dress, long, straight black hair...my eyes and a face probably belonging to her mother, as i can't see anymore resemblance between us. I reached to hold her hand...then i woke.

I told this dream and the image of the girl to my aunt...my aunt asked if I ever asked anyone to have an abortion...alarm bells went off in my head...
My aunt continued to explain that, many years ago, she heard stories of people having dreams of their aborted children coming back to see them. Of course the child with passing time grown even in the spirit world and would definitely have features from their parents so the parents could recognize them...

If that story is true...i wonder if that was my child I saw...those eyes were mine for sure...child...i'm so sorry for not being able to bring you into this world...

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