The Teenage Mom

As she walked her daughter to her school, she held her hand tight. She could sense the murmuring and whispering piercing her ears and her heart too. “She is such a shameless girl!” “She is ruining our class here” said one lady. To this another lady of the society added “Aree what class are you talking about! She has no class!” “After all who bears a child without marriage!” “The girls these days are sospoiled.”

Amaira kept walking. She didn’t want her daughter to hear any of the mutterings. She loved her more than she loved herself. She was fine with all the accusations on her. She was fine with the fact that people didn’t know that her daughter was not her own. That she saved her when somebody had thrown  her in the garbage.

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