Poem / Young Adult
MY life growing up has been hard i am 17 yrs old and i have a 2 yr old son. He is my whole life he changed me from being a mean cold harded, angery person to a warm caring mother. My life grownig up in newyork was hard im puertorican and as you know we are not wanted but there so many we just cant go back. Every day i tried to live my life by the streets. drugs at one point controled my life, then i got locked up i went to juvie for 6 mounths and te time i got out i was already 7 months pregneat.i was scared becuase nobody knew insept for the guareds inmate offericers and the girls in there my mom didnt know yet.she didnt know becuse i was small underneaths the gig gay a blue sweat clothes.i was 15 scared lonely and i felt like everything was wrong. when i got out may 11 2007 i told my son father first and he is such a wonderful man but unfoutrunaly he is in jail for grand theft auto so ive been a mother on my own for almoust 2 years. my fiance jose is awsome he made mistakes like i have but he has changed into a man from a little bad ass even though he is in jail he tries to help out he sends his cantien money for use he calls, we eveb did a vidieo for him. i show my son the picture of him everyday let him try to talk on the phone with him when he calls and we both pray that he is okay and that our lives will turn around. till then im here wondering im i alone in this situation in life am i the only scared one. i just want a friend that understands
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