Coming home from a long day of lectures and peer pressure she walked into her secluded home

A place of coldness, hoplessness, and loneliness

She lays and bed and cries at night, its 6 o clock

Her mother yells out foods in the oven heat it up when you get hungry

the lonely girl sighs and turns over in her bed because the lack of family never even occured to her

but she has just one friend and i guess thats me i pray for her but lord knows she needs more than that

for she has given up her faith in god

That night as she lays day dreaming of a better tomororrow her mothers boyfriend enters the room

she lays so peacefully, eyes closed and snugged tight on her thin mat that was placed in a corner on her floor

he comes in and walks slowly and silently just as a snake does its prey before it stikes

it slithers in the grass and observes an innocent baby bird before it strikes and swallows it whole with the

venom slowly killing the bird

he rubs her face and she begins to wake up

The youthfulness in her eyes stares in shock and great let down, he climbs on top of her

…….The flower begins to blossom as the rain falls down but with lack of rain in three weeks the flower slowly

closes and wilts like a bad habbit

She is no longer a baby he whispers, nope.. you are a delicate young woman now and its time you start acting

 like it

will her fate be that of her mothers? whos to say.. the farthest she ever went in life was becoming a stripper..

10 minutes later

Time passes and it seems like forever

She thinks about smiling children and playgrounds with swings in slides

her only negative is she will never enjoy that life, she would never be a real child for she is a woman

She burns in despair and cries with regret she curls up in a little ball for her own protection

dear mommy would never know her sorrows

she bleeds sadness and sweats like a mist fan falls upon her skin and she itches all over

like a dog infected with a bunch of fleas and ticks

She lost all hope that day and was never my friend again

not that we stopped but she was never ever the same

I never knew then what i knew now and if i did she wouldnt be where she is now

do i blame me? Do I blame her? Do we blame god?

*This short story has another sequel. I would love for readers to follow along and read the entire story of my lost best friend. It means alot to me being able to tell her story. Things like this happen all over the wold. Please comment or leave respects for my best friend. he died at the age of 15. Just 5 months ago….

*GOD BLESS*