So, I just need to rant. It will be an emotional rant, and a lot of incorrect sentences which I'm sorry. I'll edit it tomorrow or so. I reported my best friend to social services because of child abuse, and I'm so torn into pieces because I never knew I would have to do that. My best friend got pregnant by an elderly man in his late 50s he was very happy about her pregnancy, and then a week after they found out she was pregnant he died of an heart attack. He left her everything in his will, and she showed no emotions she was actually happy he died. I was shocked by that, and during her pregnancy she smoked cigarettes, and did hard liquor. I tried to stop her multiple times, but she wouldn't listen. Her doctor told her the baby would come out with many disabilities because of her alcohol/cigarette smoking. She had the baby nine months ago, and I was gone for four months of it because of moving. Setting into college, and so on. I come to visit every month or so. I walked in her house to the baby on the floor with the diaper filled. I'm not talking about a day filled maybe a week or so. I pick her up, and change her. Feed her, and hold her. My friend comes back from shopping. The baby has no clothing. I've given her clothes for the baby. It doesn't have any toys, or a crib. She doesn't take care of the baby at all. She uses the money for herself. I tell her I'm going to take the baby back to college with me, and she doesn't care. It's been a month, and no calls or text. I finally bring the baby back to her moms house, and I go to the house. She's not there, and I ask the neighbors. They told me a few things about her leaving the baby there for a week or so alone, and how she's left the baby at their houses for weeks at a time. I'm in tears right now because I've never in my life thought she would do this to a beautiful baby girl. For the last week I've reported her twice, and today I get a call that the baby has been token away. I felt so bad, but nobody should ever go through that.  Not even a little baby, and she doesn't care. I called her, and she said I'm going shopping, and then to her boyfriends house. I told her do you even care your child's been took away to a Forster care or to another relative, and she laughed she said I never wanted that baby. I've pervious miscarried a month or so ago, and I told her if I was you I would be lucky to have a baby. I would have quit everything to have a child of my own. So I'm in the bathroom crying at the moment my boyfriend is holding me because I'm not guilty on what I did, but how I didn't do it soon enough and I wish I would have. The baby had so many bruises on it, and rashes. She can barely walk more of less talk. I'm sorry for this being so long, and I just needed to get this off my chest.