"She is only 15!" her mother told her family. "She can't raise a kid, she doesn't know how to!" As her daughter looks at her mother, she realizes didn't mean to hurt her. Her father kicked her out of the house and there she was, on her own, just 15. She'd get up every morning in an empty apartment where no one knew of. She'd put on her tight black skimpy clothes, and dropped of her kid at a friends house, who had dropped out. "Why must I stay here everyday mommy? I wanna be with you!" With tears in her eyes every morning, she left her little girl. "Mommy has to make us some money, so that you can eat. Don't you worry baby girl, mommy will make everything alright, I love you." The little girl would never understand why her mother left her everyday. As she walked down the streets, getting calls from older men, she led herself to them, giving them what they wanted. She hated her life, hated that men used her body. But that's what happened after when you went to a school dance a year ago. She thought about tellign her little girl who her father is, but everytime she tried, she broke down in tears. Her life was ruined and she didn't want that for her little girl. She too had dropped out and when walking by the corner store, her old friends looked at her and whispered to eachother, "Oh my God, what a whore! Can you believe she walks the streets for money? And did you hear she has a kid of her own!? I would never, ever do that to myself!" There's nothing she can do about them now, she has no one. Making $500 a day would be great to others. In her own eyes, she'd rather burn it all. It's trash money. But just 15, they survive the cold world. She wish she could take back that one night, the night that changed her forever. She wish she had a real guy who loves her for her, and not her body. That will never happen, because they know her *name* on the streets, and would hunt her down to get some. In the evening, she'd go back to get her little girl and make dinner. 5 years pass and her little girl starts school. She desides to tell her about her father that night... Darkness falls and it's late out. It's thundering and lightening out, just when her little girl jumps in her mother's bed. "Tell me a story mommy, a real good one!". She wakes up and tells her one, she thinks now is the time. "Well.. you know how you don't have a daddy.. and all of your other classmates do, well you do have a daddy. Do you remember when mommy got all dressed up and left you at my friends house? Well hunny, that man who is mommy's friend is your daddy..." As her little girl looks at her, she says, "Well how come I only stayed at daddy's for a little while? What happened to him?" Tears form in her mothers eyes as she tells the sad ending, "Well daddy got in trouble for.." she pauses as she thinks on how to tell her that her father took drugs and ended up in jail. "Well mommy, why did he get in trouble?" She looks at her saying, "Listen, it's very hard for mommy to tell you this, but daddy for in trouble because he didn't listen to the laws. The police gave him a home for a long time. When you get older, mommy will take you there to see him." The little girl just stared at her mother, wondering what she ment, but didn't ask because she was tired. As her mother sang her a song to make her fall asleep, she as well did too. As she slept, she had thought about her when she was 15. Just 15 and she survived on her own with her own kid...
6/22/2003
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