September 4th 2011
"..Mom.. I’m pregnant.." "...No that’s not right ... I’m ... expecting". I couldn’t think of a way to break the news to my mom.. but I had to soon because ..it’s coming, whether I want it to or not. The father is excited for some odd reason maybe he wants a kid, a burden, a chain, a weight holding your life down until it withers away. Maybe I’m being a bit dramatic, I mean whose really going to notice at school anyway.. it’s not like anyone ever pays attention… but what if they do? What if I’m made fun of? I’ve never been the type to ponder ignorance, considering im made fun of at least 4 times a day I cant deal with being call a slut, a skank, a whore and all the other degrading innuendoes-wait I think my moms home now.
September 7th 2011
I told her.. it was bad .. well not at first because we cried like any other mother and daughter in a situation such as this but then, it got violent, she hit me, more than once then I just saw BLACK… heard a BANG…and saw. BLOOD…
October 9th 2011
It’s been a while im one month and six days along, the walls are white . now im gone and no one knows where I am, not even me, not in the physical since but the mental im a different person here, no pain, no fear, no.. Nothing.. apparently my moms gone too but no one will tell me where they say heaven.. but here in my world there isn’t a heaven or a hell. Theres nothing its like my physical body was stolen and my mind has taken over.
