Idk why, but since you're reading this book you ought to suffer the extra stuff that I'll post alongside the random cliches.
So here is a story titled "where babies come from" and I'm the main character.

So when I was four, I asked my mom this question.
She said that Angels delivered the babies.
But four year old me was smarter than that! I've watched enough cartoons to know that storks brought babies!

Well, fast forward to when I was five. By then I was convinced that babies were grown into potato farms and harvested when they were ready.

Haha, stop laughing! There is more to this story

When I moved on to being a six year old (I WAS AND STILL AM HELLA CUTE) I saw a news report about some nurse who was caught stealing babies from a hospital. (Sick, disgusting)
So I was convinced that hospitals made babies and you had to either "buy" or "steal" babies from there.

By the time I reached the age of nine, my dad told me that if you swallow any fruit seeds the fruit will grow inside of you. (He said that because he didn't want my dumb ass to die after eating apple seeds that are actually poisonous. Somehow I'm still alive.) By then I also realized that when your stomach gets bloated you are identified as being "pregnant". So in easier words it was also the stage when I was convinced that babies are stored inside the tummy for some odd reason and a woman has to puke them out and that's why they're screaming while delivery.

Then! At the age of 12, I changed my school and made plenty of new friends. The nicer ones taught me not to draw cats at the back of a teacher's register just because I'm her favorite student. The better ones told me how babies are made and from where they come from.

Technically they come out of your butt.