The room was silent as two parents gazed into a crib, where a sick child lyed lifeless. Their skin was a blueish hu and there eyes wouldn't open. The sight was heartbreaking to see, but what could you do to stop it. A woman dressed in white reached in and gently picked up the child while the blurry figure of  man watched.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Her soul is breaking."

A small heart popped up from the child's body. It was a very dull pink with multiple cracks. The child winced as another crack appeared, telling her parents she was in pain. She was trying to cry, but nothing was coming out. It was heartbreaking to see this child like this. She didn't ask for any of this. The child reached out for the woman while trying to cry.

"You have to let her go."

"I'm not giving up just yet. I can still save her!"

"She's in to much pain. If you continue to keep her alive, it'll only make her suffer more."

"I don't care! She's my daughter, and I'm not gonna lose her."

She turned her head away and held the child close to her chest. It was creepy to watch as the child's cries were muffled in her clothes.

"No matter what it takes."