My Child Called 'It'
By Brittany
How did it get there why was it made I don't want it try as I may please leave my body please go away It's tiny and growing but I'm only fifteen It isn't time for this to happen why doesn't it see that I'm still just a child frightened as can be It can't stay here It will have to find somewhere else I'm not erady quite yet I'm sorry I don't love it but I can't just now I'm stuck in a corner I don't know how I'm sorry I'll never meet it and teach it of all there is but a pre-mature death must come to my child called "it"I thought that I was pregnant just recently, and the morning that I as supposed to get the testing done, I wrote this, because I was so scared. The tests ended up negative (thank god!) but if it hadn't, I know there would have only had one choice... abortion. Written December 6th, 2001 © on Dec 06 2001 01:19 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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