WARNING: EXTREMELY DARK

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I couldn't hold any meal in my stomach, I couldn't help but have morning sickness, my body seems to fight me for days, like I was the enemy.

I waited in the doctor's office, waiting for him to tell me why I'm so sick, why I'm so tired all the time, what's wrong with my body.

Right as then, the doctor came in, his winning, shinning smile, with papers in his hand.

"Krystal Hill, you are three weeks pregnant!" The male doctor said to me, full of optimism.

My eyes widen and my heart paced as I gulped.

The man will have us all and make us pay for all the mistakes he made.

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I walked into my mother's house, which had people racing back and forth from her marriage coming in a few days. Only reason I am here, is to watch a sicko marry her. Love her.

I walked into my room, memories recurring and my eyes crying out.

I was sitting at my desk, trying to find the best gift for my mother. I felt like she was the strongest here, marriage again even though she lost her first husband long ago from cancer.

I heard a soft knock at my door, making me get startled and my short hair shuffled a bit.

"Hello?" I called out and glanced at the time, stating it was one in the morning.

The door opened and there was the man who is marrying my mother, Karl Mcfloyed, a middle age man who has a great style and manners.

Or so I thought.

He stumbled in, a evil grin on his face, a awful plan already playing in his mind.

"Krystal dear...you are so pure and young...don't you know that?" He said.

I cocked my head at him and furrowed my eyebrows.

"Uh, I guess so Karl..I mean, I'm twenty-five years old, I hope so." I said with a jokingly laugh.

He seemed more then drunk and his blabbers were hilarious to me.

He laughed along with me before gently closing the door, making me more uneasy, but still steady.

"Yes...I think you are...more pure then your mother...more, life in you, a good time..." He said, coming closer, making me jump out of my chair and standup.

"I mean, she is older, but not that older.." I said, trying to move out of the corner I was in.

"No, no, no, Krystal, I mean, she only wants me for money...she's an old hag, you, you are full of naive and beauty.." he said, only a few feet away and the stench of his breath smelled like heavy liquor.

He finally pinned me, making me screech.

"Help me! No, Karl...no, it's not okay, you're not you." I said, trying to push him away.

"I always wanted you.." he said before pushing me on the bed where my nightmares will stay.

It never leave me. How dirty I felt after. I still feel dirty.

I take a deep breath before I walked down the corridor and into the room where my mother was looking in the mirror, such a greedy monster. My father loved me more then her.

"Mother...may I say something." I said at the doorway.

She looked away from the mirror and gave me a look.

"Sure dear, sit on the bed." She said as if I was bothersome.

I sat on the edge of the soft bed, holding my breath till I couldn't anymore.

"Mother, I don't think Karl is the one." I said quietly.

She glared at me with a cold feeling.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" She demanded.

"Mother  I get morning sickness, I haven't had my period in weeks and I keep track always, mother....he...he raped me...he made me... pregnant.." I said looking at the floor.

She laughed coldly at me.

"You only want attention Krystal, you always wanted it and now that I have something that's good and well and you want yourself to have it!" She raised her voice.

Tears threatened me as I gasped.

"that's no-" my mother interrupted me. "No, it's exactly what you want!"

And with that, I speed walked out of the room, filled with anger and sadness. No one to turn to, no one who would believe me. New names will occur of "whore" and "slut", no one will ever believe the truth.

I ran into my room and grabbed a peice of paper before jotting down quickly what I wanted to say, what's in my mind before I walked to the bathroom in my room and grabbing a bottle of medicine.

I made sure the note was easy to spot before I opened the bottle and poured out many pills as I could and taking as much as I could ever.

Not long before I black out and never see anything again.

Dear person reading this, the world wasn't meant for my baby and me. An angel in my stomach made from the devil himself, Karl Mcfloyed. As I hope, if you miss me, know that I'm there to guide you and love you more then life itself. Right now, I shall fly into the heavens above with my angel wings with my saving grace.
With love,
                Krystal Hill <3