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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over my body. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over me. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every day.
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I got pregnant at 18. My boyfriend accused me of cheating and my mother kicked me out for repeating her story.\nI was pregnant and homeless.\nSix months later\nI covered myself with the dirty blanket as I lay uncomfortably on the park bench. I couldn't sleep and It was almost dawn so I had to get up before persons start doing morning jogs. I hated the looks that persons gave me. They didn't even care if I heard what they were saying and nothing they said was nice. It was all mean and cruel.\nUnable to sleep because of the thoughts running through my head, I stood up from the bench and rubbed my eyes. My back and muscles were killing me but it wasn't anything new. It came with being pregnant and it came with living on the concreate or park benches. I tried living in shelters but they were awful. The men tried to force themselves on me even though I told them I was pregnant. I couldn't take the harassment so I never stayed for more than a week.\nI look down at my stomach and I rest my hands on it. "Good morning, baby girl." I felt a small kick in response so I smiled.\nShe was the reason for my smile. She was the only thing in my life that was worth living for. Nothing else mattered but her. I've been going to a free clinic and the nurses there were sweet and they took care of me. They probably knew I was homeless but they didn't mention it.\nI took up the old torn up duffle bag and walked to the back of the park and entered the restroom. I looked in the mirror at myself. My dark hair was a mess, my eyes were baggy and the clothes I am wearing were old and big.\nI sighed. Old and big clothes were better than none.\nI wet my rag and fulled my water bottle with water then entered one of the stalls. I took off my clothes then used the rag, water and a tiny piece of soap that I had to clean myself up.\nWhen I was finished I took out a dress that I got from a thrift store yesterday and placed it over my body. The clothes that I received that the shelters no longer fit because my belly was getting bigger and bigger every