I'm Not Who Everyone Thinks I Am

15.

Please don't let me be pregnant.
I'm already an inch away from death, don't push me over.

My parents will kill me.
Although, that might not be such a bad thing.

What would I do with a child?
I can't even take care of myself.

A minus sign.
Oh, thank the dear Lord for that minus sign.

I have to get rid of the test.
If my parents found it... they would know what I've done.

Speaking of which, I'm incredibly sore.
Jackass is ruining my whole week.
Was one night of pain not enough?


I am broken.