A New Woman
Sacred night
one mysterious night... lay a glowing hard full moon.
minds were the opposite of nice.
A girl aged just thirteen lay asleep in just her underwear.
Bad enough and easy going for the one who appears not in her dream.
In reality so he undid what was necessary and did his job.
two months later came the morning sickness, the pain... weight controlling her.
"Goodness gracious, the size of Manhattan i am so terrified."
The girl told her self every time she looked in her ugly mirror.
one extra month went by and exhaustion pulled her back.
Well time is up coz she's had enough...
The doctor pulled her in for a test.
A fortnight later she found out she was pregnant.
she ran away from home and slept in a tree house in the middle of the forest.
Her mom scared out of her wits never found her... tripped and fell what a twist in her painful, clinging like glue she went to hospital with the girl's stepfather, obviously her husband.
Now she is pushing it out and breathing ridiculously.
she's been in so much pain for twelve hours.
Her mom who loves babies came to have a look... "Kim..."
"Agggggggggggggggggghhhh.
Mother."
she had enough to explain, when her mom picked up her grandchild she noticed it had the same, nose, cheeks, eyes and chin as her husband.
The girl was terrified, her mom then slapped her.
she had told her that the baby was her husbands.
The girl said she'd go to clear her head, but she went to mess her brains up with thirty-seven pills she put in a mix of whiskey, vodka, beer and several wines.
She drank them and slowly faded away and life never called out for her.
Her mom looked for her and found her dead... her husband looked and said "I gotta go good luck raising the kid, see ya later woman."
The mother cried hopelessly, but could never commit her self that low as she had the baby to rescue.
She had to though she was too hurt.
She left the baby with the foster care and then she made her self a very strong drink, but survived after being pi***d for twenty three days and a half.
So she got every drug she could think of and mixed it with alcohol and then got the juice...
Put it in some nail polish remover and perfume, loads of sugar and some beer and bleach.
Then she died in an instant sip...
That is the end of their tragic lives except the one who started it gets to live.
minds were the opposite of nice.
A girl aged just thirteen lay asleep in just her underwear.
Bad enough and easy going for the one who appears not in her dream.
In reality so he undid what was necessary and did his job.
two months later came the morning sickness, the pain... weight controlling her.
"Goodness gracious, the size of Manhattan i am so terrified."
The girl told her self every time she looked in her ugly mirror.
one extra month went by and exhaustion pulled her back.
Well time is up coz she's had enough...
The doctor pulled her in for a test.
A fortnight later she found out she was pregnant.
she ran away from home and slept in a tree house in the middle of the forest.
Her mom scared out of her wits never found her... tripped and fell what a twist in her painful, clinging like glue she went to hospital with the girl's stepfather, obviously her husband.
Now she is pushing it out and breathing ridiculously.
she's been in so much pain for twelve hours.
Her mom who loves babies came to have a look... "Kim..."
"Agggggggggggggggggghhhh.
Mother."
she had enough to explain, when her mom picked up her grandchild she noticed it had the same, nose, cheeks, eyes and chin as her husband.
The girl was terrified, her mom then slapped her.
she had told her that the baby was her husbands.
The girl said she'd go to clear her head, but she went to mess her brains up with thirty-seven pills she put in a mix of whiskey, vodka, beer and several wines.
She drank them and slowly faded away and life never called out for her.
Her mom looked for her and found her dead... her husband looked and said "I gotta go good luck raising the kid, see ya later woman."
The mother cried hopelessly, but could never commit her self that low as she had the baby to rescue.
She had to though she was too hurt.
She left the baby with the foster care and then she made her self a very strong drink, but survived after being pi***d for twenty three days and a half.
So she got every drug she could think of and mixed it with alcohol and then got the juice...
Put it in some nail polish remover and perfume, loads of sugar and some beer and bleach.
Then she died in an instant sip...
That is the end of their tragic lives except the one who started it gets to live.
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