TWEEN MOM

Chapter 9

          The next morning we had school. I was angry because, due to my situation, coach took me off the season. He let me come to practice to watch still, though. So I was happy on that bit. I was sitting in the stands, watching the guys do laps, when I decided to find something to do. I was digging through my bag when I found a little pink book. It had PRINCESS' DIARY written on it. I opened it to the first page. It was dated January 16th 2008. The day my parents left me at my uncles.

Dear Diary,

I am crying write now. Mommy and Daddy left me at Uncel Markc houce. They dont like me becuz i am different than other kidz . I am going back to skool next week. I hope peepl like me there! 

From Carmin

          My eyes started tearing up as I read the entry I had made. I skipped ahead a few pages. My writing and spelling had gotten better I could see.

Dear Diary,

Today my really good friend Damon told me he thinks I'm pretty. He asked me to be his girlfriend so I said yes and he kissed me. Not like the way mommy and daddy use to to kiss. It was more quick. I liked it. I really like Damon. Note To Futre Self: Damon is really nice and I really like him. I asked Uncle Mark if Mommy and Daddy are going to come visit. He said no. But thats okay. I'm kinda happy without them. People are nicer here to me then at home. My uncle started me in a program where I go once a week to see Dr. Samuel and he asks me how my life is going. How I liked my day. If I miss my parents. Things like that. I remember at home when I would hear mommy and daddy in the kitchen fighting. I heard daddy say something about how he couldnt have a bipolar kid. It made me sad. But Dr. Samuel is okay with it! I really like him!

From, Carmin 

          I remembered Dr. Samuel. I had stopped seeing him last year, but when I got pregnant and my hormones started mixing with my already emotional self, I started seeing him again. He was helping me cope with being a tween mom. I looked up to see a sweaty Damon standing next to me. "Hey babe, what're you readin'?" he asked. "Nothin'" I answered and threw it in my bag. "Just an old book I found in my bag" I lied. He nodded. "Tonight I have to go see Dr. Samuel. Do you have any plans?" I asked him. He though for a moment. "Nah but Im gunna go home and do some homework, pick up a few off jobs, ya know? Want me to tape The L.A Complex for you?" he asked. I jumped up. "Oh my god yes! I wanna know whats gunna happen with Alicia and that dude and with Kaldrick and Tariq!" I squealed. "So you wanna know about the strip clubers and the gay producers! Okay then!" he said. I hit his arm "So you actually pay attention?" I ask. "Every now and then I'll catch some" he said. I nodded then before I could speak I vomit on the stands next to me. I started to fall but Damon caught me. "You okay?" he asked. I nodded. "Just some baby barf" I joked and he chuckled. 

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          That night Mark dropped me off at Dr. Samuels office. I went in and let myself in. I walked into his office and laid down on the couch. He walked in holding a coffee. "Hello Carmin!" he said. "Hey Dr. Samuels" I replied. "Hows the baby coming along?" he asked as he got comfy in his chair. "Pretty good. Theres actually something in specific that I wanted to talk to you about, though." I said. He picked up his pen and paper. "Do you know how happy you use to make me? And how comftorable you made me when I was nine and first moved here?" I asked. "Well. You were a very depressed kid when you started coming here and gradually you became very happy. Why?" he asked. "Well," I started. "I found a diary from when I was younger and I spoke about how nice you were and how you wouldnt pressure me to answer things" I said. He nodded. "How did this make you feel?" he asked me. Typical therapist question. "Well. It made me happy. And I know I can trust you. I read the first page and I sounded so upset. And angry, at my parents. But then as I read on, it described how happy you made me. And how nice you were. Thank you for that." I said. He nodded. "Of course" he said. "So have you guys thought of any names yet?" he asked me. "Actually yea! If its a boy, which I think it is, then it will be Andrew. If its a girl, which Damon thinks it is, it will be Madeline!" I expained. "Cute names" he commented. "Thanks".