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She Woke Up Pregnant

She Woke up Pregnant She started out like any other weekday on her way to school, Excited about the award she won for her poem titled "Nobodies fool". Now her poem was about her struggles from the environment she was in, There was no way she'd be stereotyped, and no way she would amount to nothing. This strong black queen at the age of fourteen refused to become a statistic, Though her world was full of pain and strife, she couldn't help to feel afflicted. But she rose every morning, looked herself in the mirror, and promised to endure, She'd brush her teeth, check her homework, eat breakfast, and walk out the door. On this particular day to school, she decided to take a detour,  Thru the alley, under the bridge, a path she'd never taken before. She hurried thru the route she took, for it was unfamiliar, Oblivious to the hooded man in the mask that was out to get her. He came up from behind and placed his arm around her neck, He told not to scream for that'll be something she'd regret. He dragged her to the roof that's where he tied her to the fence, Ripped off her clothes, put his hand on her mouth, and stole her innocence. Thru it all she reflected on her poem "nobodies fool",  How could she have gotten here, she felt somewhat responsible. Now I'm the fool she thought to herself for getting in this position, Why did I choose this path to school, why couldn't I've chosen different. Now here I lie on this cold wet roof not knowing if I'll survive, I hope that when he's finished he'll decide to spare my life. "Are you ok", Are you ok, was the next thing that she heard, It was six months later when she opened her eyes, looking up at the nurses and doctors. You're a very lucky young lady is what the doctor told her next, You were smashed in the head with a brick, and stabbed 3 times in your chest. It was touch and go on the operating table, but there's one thing that's significant, We were able to save you and your fetus we saved to, you are now at six months pregnant.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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