Kim has gone through so much since the past few months. Things went down hill but she still hold it together, not just for her but for Davar.....
Hunger has became her best friend and whenever she eats its from her sister in law, Shonette, Davar's eldest sister.Whenever she makes dinner she would share a plate for them and they would have to share and smile.....
Kim wasn't used to this sort of living but she decided to stick through it because she loved Davar....
She want to make him happy and she will stick around him always.Davar mother had died when he was just three years old and from then numerous persons volunteer to raise him from one part of the country to the other.....
He was living with his sister's mother from age nine and recently moved from the house when she disrespected Kim. He took that as his stepping stone to move away from them....They were now living with Davar father Ken. He was very hot and he treated Kim with all of love. She felt welcomed and appreciated....
She never once missed her family as she knew Davar was her comfort, she rather go through rough times with them but smile at the end of the day than to have things accessible to her but her smile was in grwat malice with her lips......
She was at peace I her mind and she just want them to be ok financially then she will be ok....
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She lay on her back staring way beyond the ceiling that was above her. Her stomach felt so weird and she could hardly find the appetite to eat whatever was given to her....
She felt a sudden lump in her throat and she wanted to throw up. She held her stomach and she suddenly fell ill....
Her head was spinning, she wished Davar was home.He had left earlier to start his new schooling. He was doing a course in welding and she was sooo proud of him. She was getting real pale and she sleeps ever so often. She would urinate every two minutes and it irritated her.
Her period was due two days ago, snd she is still anxiously waiting to see even a red spot.... If she saw it she would definitely stop having sex.
She can't brought herself to believe that she might be pregnant. They are already suffering they can't afhord another life to go through this all as well...
Her eyes begsn to burn and wanted to cry so much.... She wanted to cry so hard but she must hold ot together...She dragged her hand slowly to her stomach and she played with it.....
What if am really pregnant?
What would I do???
How would I manage this all?? How would she cope???That thought flung her from the bed. She needed confirmation and she must find out today.....
She hurriedly got dressed and left the house to buy a pregnancy test. She must found out, why is her period late???? And why she is so sick????.******
She sat on the edge of her bed with tears covering her face. How could this happen to her???
Yes she knew how it happened ofcourse, she had unprotected sex. But why now??
She is not ready to become a mother.... It was sooo hard for her.They are suffering.
She looked at the two lines on the test for the millionth time. She wished one or these lines could be erased. She is just nineteen, she had dreams she wanted to do so much with her life and now here comes a baby in the picture......
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The broken and the torn
Non-FictionThis is a real life Jamaican story about a female that goes through so much in her life continuously, death was the only goal she wanted to achieve at one point in time. she craves for love, comfort and peace but was so far out of reach for her...