Akele mai unhe bina dupatta m dekh ke mera tharak jaag utha aur maine jaan ke puch lia ki mausi ek baat btao baby kaise paida hote h…Wo hasne lgi au... mujhe boli mujhe ni pta tum btao.Mai- hmare books mei likha hota ki boys ko apna wo gals ke ander dalna hota aur tab baby ho jata h. ( unke ye sun ka maza aa raha tha)Gunjan- ache se samjhao …Samjh ni aa raha.(unke face pe alag se smile thi..Jaise unki hawas jaag uthi ho)Mai- acha ruko chaat ki darwaza band kr deta hu..Fir ache se batata hu.(mai. “I make you nervous. Scared even.” He says it so calmly. I open my mouth to tell him It’s not true, but it is. I don’t understand him. He can’t be dead, if he was, only I would see him. I turn away from him. “No, that’s not it. It’s just.” My voice trails off again. I can’t tell him why what he said is true. He’d think I was a freak. “It’s just what?” I didn’t hear him move up behind me, but he’s there. I can feel his breath on my neck. He takes my hand, slowly, so I have time to pull away if I. So, I started getting close to my mom during the day to day activities. I used to spend more time talking with her and usually touched her whenever I had the chance. This worked perfectly. She also started getting more and more close to me. Now we were like close friends.Me and my mom used to sleep in the same bed since my childhood, so we were used to that. Gradually as she became more and more friendly, I tried to hold her hands while sleeping. Initially she didn’t respond for a few days but. Why can't I just be normal? she wondered despairingly, pressing her hands to her eyes. Why can't I just stay focused on one thing? Sit quietly while someone else talks? Surely other people in the world go to dinner with people they don't know well, and it all works out."Feeling okay?" Jake's voice nearly made her jump."What?" Her mind was blank."Sorry, didn't mean to startle you," he said, feeling slightly guilty. "You were just standing there with your hands and ... I just wondered if you felt.