Mother did not come home that night, she spent almost all her time in "a place" , like she used to tell me. I am the only child of mother. Father died some years back and mother still didn't have time for me.
Last week I was the only one at home when six hefty men broke into ourhouse and raped me. That was not the first time such thing happened, it is a normal routine. I told mother about it but she shunned me and did not believe my story.
Mother's house soon turned to my hotel room where I entertain men of all ages as far as they have enough money to give me. Just yesterday, I fell terribly ill, I went to the nearest hospital and the old looking doctor confirmed the news that I'm three months pregnant.
I write this to let mother know that she did not teach me in the right way. She woefully failed in my upbringing. I just got back from the local chemist's shop with some deadly drugs.
Guess what I'm about to do? Sorry, I just emptied the last drop in my throat.
Bye mother