Title: Statistic Author: Dominique Stevenson

I feel so empty inside, though I know something is growin’ I went through three whole months without even knowin’. No money to go to the doctor to have him take it away So do I keep it and watch another life waste away? I can’t believe this is happenin’; this couldn’t possibly be. To have a horrible situation come to a good girl like me. I used to swear this wouldn’t happen; I’m much too smart for this Thinkin' back on my situation and how it started from just one kiss. A glance turned into a stare; flirtation came with hugs Couldn’t, wouldn’t, refused to stop; addicted to it like a drug. But he walked outta my life like a thief in the night. Never bothered to look back, or to even think twice. My family, friends, and lover are gone; i have nothin' now. I gotta pull myself together, some way, some how. All I feel is pain; in my mind, body, and soul Why was no one there to keep me from losin’ all control? I bought some pills that will kill when taken. This is so sad, the terrible choice that I’m makin'. I should pray to God and get down on my knees. But I’ve done too much wrong, He couldn’t possibly hear me. So I place my life in my hands; I have everything to lose. This is a tragic story, but it will never reach the news. To think this could never happen to me wasn’t realistic I’m sorry I allowed myself to become just another statistic.

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