The random image you brought up, about the fictional character you created, that you are demanding I envision, is just that. It is fictitious nonsense, and has nothing to do with a Meth head murdering her own new born. And it is irrelevant. Kind of like you. If you have any other creative writing stories you would like to share with me don't. And if you ever find yourself dying on a battle field, do yourself a favor, and spend your energies, trying to survive, and not blubbering like an infant. What a fucking joke.