Taylor
Standing with my back against the wall, on the side of brick apartments that I use to lived in. I was debating on whether or not to go inside the house. It's 9:00 at night, and I know my mom is asleep because she works a lot and she be tired. But I know for a fact my brother is up. I am standing in the cold, in a sweat pants, a black trench coat and a scarf wrapped around my neck as my stomach started to kick.
I placed my hand on my now, pregnant belly. I am 6 months pregnant with a boy. I currently live out on the streets because my mom put me out, just because I didn't want to get an abortion. I looked up at apartment 247 as I thought about going up there. I decided not to. I folded my arms against across my chest as I walked away in the darkness.
Living in the streets has been a nightmare. I am pregnant so I had to shoplift from stores just so I can provide for my child and I. I carry a bag full of clothes, baby clothes and some food. I walked a couple miles just to find somewhere else to sleep. Maybe a park bench or something.
As I was walking, I spotted Olive Garden Restaurant ahead of me. I am hungry for some food. Not the snacks I stole, I'm talking about some food food. Nice hot dinner food. The thing is that I'm poor with no money but I am also pregnant so I need to feed my baby. I walked to Olive Garden and walked in the restaurant.
"Hello. Welcome to Olive Garden. How many?" The lady asked me
2 is what I wanted to say
"1" I said softy. She nodded her head and smiled as she grabbed a menu
"Follow me"
I did as I was told as I followed her through the restaurant. Passing my tables of different people and different foods, they all look good to me. We finally arrived at a table and sat down as she placed the menu infront of me
"Here you go. Your waiter will be with you soon" she smiled at me as I nodded my head. She walked away.
I glanced through the menu as I debated on what I should eat. I wanted to taste some Chicken Marsala but I also wanted Chicken Alfredo Noodles and a Ceasar Salad. Maybe I should get all 3. As I was looking at the menu, a girl with Blonde hair came to my table
"Hello, I am Rebecca and I will be your waitress for the evening. Can I start you off with something to drink?"
"Yes. Uhmm I-I'll have a strawberry lemonade and I think I'm ready to order now"
"Ok. What can I get you?"
"I'll have the chicken Alfredo noodles, chicken Marsala and Caesar Salad. Can I also have bread sticks?"
"Of coarse" she smiled as she wrote everything down on her little note pad "Is that all for tonight?"
"Yes"
"Okay. I'll take your menu now and I'll be back with your drink" she said as she grabbed my menu and walked away
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I finished eating my food as my waitress gave me my bill. I looked at it.$35.28
I sighed as I crumbled up the bill and put it in my pocket. I got up from the table and quickly left. I held my head down as I began to walk out the restaurant so I wouldn't get caught. As soon as I began to walk away from the restaurant someone called out to me
"Excuse me miss!" I stopped in my tracks as I was scared to turn around and face the person. I did anyways. I friend around and saw a black man and the waitress that served me, stand behind him "You forgot to pay" he said
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