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My Sister's Baby : Hemmings : Taken by ithinkimpunkrock

❝Why’d you do it? ❞

❝I gave up my childhood so she could have one❞

When you’re eighteen you’re expected to go to parties, get drunk, sleep around and maybe even dabble with drugs, but not me. I spend my days and nights tending to a crying baby. Not my baby, I’m way too immature to do “the deed”. But my older sister Sam wasn’t; that’s what got her Luna. I haven’t heard from Sam in a month, not since she did the cliché thing. By cliché I mean leaving her kid at my doorstep wrapped in blankets, lying in a basket. Mum refused to take her, so did my dad. So now because of my strong beliefs I’m an eighteen-year-old mother.