This good little girl.

This good little girl.

A Poem by Chesney W.

This good little girl

grew up with a good family.

 

She was taught to do right,

and never to fight.

 

She had many friends in elementary.

She was a cheerleader for the little football players.

 

She grew up just a little,

and then she was in junior high.

 

She still had her besties.

But the other people didn't like her too well.

 

She was still a cheerleader,

and she was on top of everything.

 

She was voted "Junior High Prom Queen" in her 8th grade year.

From then forward, girls envied her.

 

In high school, her Freshman year,

all the Senior boys wanted her.

 

She went out on dates,

and always kissed the boy goodbye.

 

One night, she was out on a date

with the star quaterback for the team.

 

When it came time for a goodnight kiss,

he pushed a little more.

 

She started gathering her feelings,

thinking he really loved her.

 

She went all the way with him,

thinking they would be together forever.

 

A few weeks later she told him the news,

thinking he would be so excited.

 

He turned around and ran away,

screaming "The kid is not mine!"

 

Her parents threw her out.

And didn't want her back in their lives.

 

Her cheerleading days were over.

Hell, her f*****g life was over.

 

Nine months of grief.

Those mean girls teased her horribly.

 

"Such a s**t."

"What a w***e."

 

She didn't understand why.

And she did nothing other than cry.

 

She had a little girl.

But she decided her daughter wouldn't have the same fate.

 

She treated her horribly

instead of like a princess like her parents treated her.

 

Her little daughter started to hate her mother.

And she cried herself to sleep every night.

 

In high school,

she fit in with the wrong crew.

 

She started drinking away her nightmares,

and she got high to kill the pain.

 

Her mother watched

and regretted the way she raised her.

 

She couldn't stand to watch her daughter smoke,

she became horrified of what she made.

 

She beat her,

left marks on her face.

 

Her daughter ran away.

She ran into the streets.

 

A car, going way too fast,

hit her daughter.

 

The ambulance rushed all survivors to the hospital,

others weren't too lucky.

 

She seen her daughter,

flattened under the car.

 

She began to cry.

She wanted to take everything back.

 

She didn't want this life of misery anymore.

Her heart had been broken. She's been through hell and back.

 

And like that, she came back.

Back to reality.

 

That star quaterback pleading and begging.

She looked around and realized that all of it was an imagination.

 

"No. Oh hell no."

And she got out of the car.

 

She walked into the house

and found her parents sitting in the living room.

 

She hugged them both,

and cried tears of joy.

 

 

 

 

 

© 2012 Chesney W.


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This is very awesome! I liked how you tied up two universes, making one beautiful story!

Keep up the good work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Chesney W.

11 Years Ago

thank you!
really awesome and created real feeling in readers mind :)
superb
keep writing :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Chesney W.

11 Years Ago

thank you
Muhammad Ibraheem

11 Years Ago

my pleasure :)

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