What's the scariest thing that happen to me?
I was 18 when I got pregnant. My first baby boy died having hydrocephalus and single nostril at 7 months. I got pregnant again and the baby girl died in my womb at 5 months. Third pregnancy im hopeless but God blessed me a son, full term. I thought my ex was an angel. Later i knew that he was a drug addict/gambler. The time i knew it, it became worst. People come to our house to buy drugs. Im so scared at that time of everything. I pray over him at night when he is sleeping. I try talk to him to stop what he is doing. But he never listen to me. Till it came to the point that my son see what they are doing. And i tell to myself my son will not live this life, this environment. One night we had a fight and he pull my hair from the street up to the house and my son hysterically crying as he witnessed his mom dragged by his father. I cried not for me but for my son. I fight back and told him im going to police so he got mad and hit me and lock me in the house. One day i tried to escape with my son but he saw us and wanna kill me but i able to run and leave my son. I had sleepless night. I escaped but my son is still there so i go back on plan of getting him. I tried to be very good to him like i want to be with him and have a happy family. But everyday is like hell in that house. He still lock me inside the house. I never told any of my family about that coz im ashamed. Maybe you wouldnt understand. Then one day he forgot to lock the door. I call my sister who happened to be in Manila that time i told her to call taxi now. Its raining heavily that time. I was scared of getting caught. I was scared to death. My body is shaking as i grab my son and the taxi was already outside. I ran carrying my 1 year old son without looking back right through the taxi without anything. Just me and my son. We escaped. Im glad we did. I thank the Lord for that.