"Fathers be good to your daughters. Daughters will love love like you do."
~John Mayer
"Look at her! She is just beautiful.", Kaitlyn stated while looking at her boyfriend Anthony then looking back at her daughter, She sat there staring her daughter in her arms. The baby had dark hair like the night sky and she had skin the color of caramel. " What should we name her?", asked Kaitlyn with gazing eyes. Anthony looked at his new born daughter. "We'll name her....Kenarah.....Kenarah Areona Watson.", Anthony said with tears forming in his hazel brown eyes. "She's perfect! No doubt about it!"
* 2 weeks after Kenarah and Kaitlyn was released from the hospital*
Kenarah was in her light blue crib covered with many colorful butterflies sleeping the day away. It had only been 2 weeks since her and her mom was released from the hospital. Suddenly there was an unexpected knock at the door. Kaitlyn climbed out of her Queen sized bed and checked on Kenarah. Then the knock got louder and harder. "I'm coming!", she yelled but trying to keep from waking the baby. "Who is it?", she said waiting at the tall white door. "You know who it is! Open Up The Door Kate!", she opened up the door and watched as Anthony pushed passed her as if someone is chasing him. "What the hell do you want Anthony? I refuse to let you bring this drama around our daughter. So Le-", before she could finish what she was saying he stopped her. "I'm Leaving Town. I have to get out of here.", he said without hesitation. He started walking towards the back of the apartment. Before he could reach Kenarah's crib, Kaitlyn jumped in front of him with tears streaming down her bright yellow cheeks. "You can't leave me here to raise the baby on my own. This is OUR baby not just mine!" He pushed her out of the way and walked to Kenarah and kissed her on her forehead. He stroke her bright skinned cheek and whispered, "I love you, sweetheart!" As he started walking towards the door, Kaitlyn started yelling at him. "Don't Leave Us! Please!" All he could say was "Goodbye!" He went out into the night and never looked back. By the next day, he was left from town and no one knew where he went.
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In The Distance
Teen Fiction12 year old, Kenarah Waston, begins to wonder about her past. As she gets older, she starts to lose trust for anybody that comes around her. "Trust is the hardest thing to earn!" Will she make the distance?? or Will her past break her??
