Walking these halls, I realize, these kids are starring at me.
But im not strange, I am actually very beautiful.
Is it because im pregnant?
Its not my fault.
It wasnt something I wanted to happen.
My best friend understands me, or does she?
Its hard to do, dont think its easy.
I hold this child for 9 mmonths.
It went by so fast.
He was here for only 2 months.
Shall I go on?
No, its too hard for me.
Its not what I asked for.
Its not how I planned my life.
This ring on my left hand, why?
Because of this child?
Well our baby is in the hospital...
And with out us.
I cried for days. weeks. months.
I found out what happened from the nurse.
It wasnt what I asked for.
My baby had died.
Its all that went through my head.
I was too young.
Maybe thats why god took him away.
My little child.
But im still a child.
I want to be loved.