Saturday June 23nd, 2018
Apryl
It's 2 days after my 18th birthday, and where am I? In the hospital. What a great way to spend my birthday weekend. You might be wondering well why is she in the hospital? Let me give you a backstory.
18 years ago
"Im pregnant Damarcus and its your baby" Keisha said. She couldn't believe it herself either. She could of sworn she did all the right things in life, and now she is pregnant with an unwanted baby.
"Get rid of it" he yelled, "That prolly aint my baby, yall always trynna do that, trapping a nigga with a baby that aint mine" Keisha stood up and paced around the kitchen.
"I cant believe this!, I gave you everything! And now we have a little slip up you want me to get rid of it? We can be a family baby please."
Damarcus walked up to her and looked her in the face. "Get rid of the baby or we are over. Final." He walked out and slammed the door.
Keisha cried for nights and days over the situation. She doesn't believe in abortion. She was a Christian... well only when she needed help and prayer.
But, it was a baby that she created with the love of her life inside of her. What was she going to do? Her parents weren't going to support her. They kicked her out when they realized she was messing with a man deep in the streets.
A month later she made up her mind. She was going to keep the baby. She packed her bags, and stole all the money out of Demarcus's safe in the house. As she walked into the cab, she was going to miss this place. And she hoped it will miss her.
A/N WELLLL... THIS IS MY FIRST STORY, IM PRETTY SURE NO ONE WILL READ THIS, BUT IF YOU DO I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT.
DAY CREATED- 6/21/18
WORD COUNT 335(WOW I SUCK, BUT THIS IS JUST THE BACKSTORY)
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Kryptonite
Teen FictionKryptonite /noun/ - Something or someone who makes you weak, even if you are a very strong person. I'm not good with descriptions, but this book is worth a try.
