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Finally

Finally,the only word that could define her on her face she had no make up but those disgusting bruises with each bruise competing to give its story the one on the left cheek,shouted than that right hip the one on her forehead would surely make the headlines telling the story of her and her cruel life Her friends envyed her she was a friend to the teacher she gave him her consent because she thought he was richer after all was done he turned out to be a cheater coz experience proved to her '' Am better than your teacher'' Her belly started protruding nine months later she was a mother her father disowned her,he could not live with two mothers she was sad but happy to be free ready to carry the title ,"THE FREE PRISONER" Day one was bad,but day three and four become worse she had a kid to look after but in her mind she knew she was not a qualified nurse "i wish i knew","i wish i knew" that was the chorus of her new song because to her was too tragic making her broke to afford some hope Of all people death knocked at her door post and as we are talkingnow her kid is gone she has nothing left but two options in her head make an early exit from her cursed world or be a lady of the night She wishes she chose the first option because the second has made her a walking corpse her encounter withthose beasts clad in man's skin is disheartening This is her fifth abortion that came with a secret that only she and her doctor knows:she is positive she can cry no more and all she is thinking is how she would die She jumps infront of a speeding vehicle and waits for the worst to happen she opens her eyes to find her self on the floor with her moter telling her she was late for school and FINALLY she realizes it was just a dream

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