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He took her from the street
Few words were even spoken
As they walked to
The old hotel on the corner
He paid for the room
While she waited on the steps
By the hour she was sure
It shouldn’t take that long
Closing the door
Behind them
He began undressing
Hardly even glancing her way
As she stood awkwardly and watched
A lonely roach crawl slowly up the wall
Knowing it was inevitable
She joined him
Tossing her clothes on a rickety chair
she crawled onto the stained and
sagging bed
next to the stained and sagging man
who awaited her
she closed her eyes and prayed for it to be over
for him to not ask her name
why she was here
just do it and go away
she was 14 today
and she should have been in dress of silk
blowing birthday candles from a
cake with pink icing
but instead she was here
in a hell hole in some stinking city
losing her virginity
for twenty dollars cash
because her baby sister
was at home crying
because they had no milk
Note: Children are never old enough to decide to become sexually active with an adult, it is abuse plain and simple whether it is prostitution or seduction! I wrote this in protest of this kind of situation, not to exploit it, i hope you all know that!
Sue... I admire your writing style... never change...Great write!!!!!
Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
Reviewed on June 25, 2002
A very true write hun...it's all easy to oppose but the circumstances play a very important role. I just pray that no one feels so deprived to reach this level of downgrading onself. Truthful write, loved it!
The third book of the trilogy, The Chronicles of Henry Roach-Dairier, this volume, as with the others, will appeal to both adults and young adults. Readers will experience several levels of meaning from literal to social satire.
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