It was a daily routine by now. The dirty looks. The whispering. Sometimes even the bible thumpers would come up to me and tell me how I can save myself from my wretched sin. Although in my eyes my wretched sin is a beautiful blessing. That sin is my 3 year old son, Shadrach, or he likes to be called Shad. My name is Trinity and the reason some may call me a slut or whore is because right now I'm 17 and a senior in high school. I go to Morro Bay High School, although I live in Cayucos, California. A very small town with the population of 2,592. I had a job at the local diner trying to make as much as I could to provide for Shad although my parents still supported us and we were able to live with them. But my story isn't about the bible thumpers or the 2,592 people in this town. This is a story of how I found someone who didn't see me as damaged goods or weak and broken.
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Damaged Goods
RomanceSlut, whore, tramp, you name it and I've been called it. Why? Well because I'm 17 with a three year old son, but it seems as if no one cares to ask why I'm a single 17 year old mom. Except when I meet Alastair Carr the new rich kid in town with a ba...
