I was pregnant with my best friend's baby. He was over the moon, I was angry and confused. Everyone was rushing over and making a fuss, I ran out and didn't stop running till I couldn't breather anymore. I felt a sharp pain, the baby kicking and I fainted. Next morning, I'm in bed with the baby's father's family all around me, I could feel a sharp pain. I think I was going into labour. I lost the baby. I woke up and my hand was holding my tummy.