Statistics

January 24, 2014

Statistics

By:Kiersten U.

She was once known as the sweet and innocent girl with the pretty angelic face. Now when she looks at herself she sees and

feels nothing but disgrace. Always messing with the wrong guys;the ones that say I love you but always seem to make you cry.

The ones you look at and ask yourself why. The ones that tell you if you love me you’ll do what I want you to. Laying there not

thinking about the consequences of your actions living for today and not tomorrows satisfaction. Waking up next to someone who

feels like a complete stranger sometimes when she looks at him she feels like she’s in danger. 3 weeks later you find you’re

pregnant you don’t know what to say but to top it all off you caught Aids and your man is gay. The pain in your eyes and that evil

look upon your face but even worse now you have a baby and a disease that won’t go away. Next time think before you do things

so you won’t have this pain that hit you like a ton of bricks and you won’t be kn own as a another STATISTIC.

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