Stranded ✓

Chapter 2

6 Months After:

"Please can give me 20 dollars to buy some food?" I begged to a lady. She just give me a nasty look and said "Go beg the government"

I am homeless and 6 months pregnant. No one is here to help me not even my family. They abandoned me just like my friends. Sometimes I don't know where to go at night. But I'll not give up, I know that God will prepare a place.

I looked down at my stomach and rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl" I felt a small kick in response, so I smiled.

She was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses were sweet. They took care of me and the baby. They know that I'm homeless, but didn't mention it.

I took up the old duffle bag and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy, and the clothes I am wearing were old and stink.

I sighed. God I can't keep on living like this.

I wet my rag and filled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls and do my routine. I got dressed and went to a coffé/clothes shop down the road. The coffé shop looms expensive. 10 dollars was in my pocket.

"Can I buy a cupcake?" I asked the cashier lady. She looks very friendly with her brown hair and blue eyes.

"I'm sorry, but the money is not enough" She smiled sadly.

"Oh ok" I gave her a small smile and began to walk out.

"WAIT!" She shouted.

"You can have whatever you want. I can pay it back" She points to the coffe and food.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. Take what you want"

I took up enough to satisfy my hungryness. Thank you Jesus!

"Thank you so much for your kindness!" I said, overjoyed.

"I'm glad to help you and do you need any thing else?" She asked.

I looked on down. "P-Perhaps some clothes"

"Great! You pick out whatever and just tell me when you're finished"

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"Yes! Now go" She pushed me and smiled.

I pick out what I want and went to tell her. "These are what I pick"

She took the clothes and put it in a bag. "Whenever you want something you can come here"

"This is a miracle! Oh my gosh, Thank you!"

"No problem! Did you pick out clothes for the baby?" She points to my belly.

"Yes, I did"

"Is it a boy or a girl? When are you going to deliver?"

I chuckled. "It's a girl and 3 months from now"

"I bet she's going to be pretty like you! When you start having labour pain or contractions, don't hesitate to call me. I will gladly help you" She write down her number on a paper and hand it to me.

I have a old-barely couldn't even type numbers- banger phone.

"I will" I said.

She looks like she about to say something but she stuttered. "Are y-you homeless? I don't want you to-"

"I am"

"I will give you this" She reached in her pocket and give me money. "This will help you and the baby"

Tears started to formed in my eyes. "Y-You don't how much this means to me. Thank you so much!"

She smiled. "It's the best way I can help"

"Thank you" I waved to her and began to walked out.

"Please be safe! And God bless you!" She said.

"I will! God bless you too! " I smiled.

to be continued...