This good little girl.

This good little girl.

A Poem by Chesney W.

This good little girl

grew up with a good family.

 

She was taught to do right,

and never to fight.

 

She had many friends in elementary.

She was a cheerleader for the little football players.

 

She grew up just a little,

and then she was in junior high.

 

She still had her besties.

But the other people didn't like her too well.

 

She was still a cheerleader,

and she was on top of everything.

 

She was voted "Junior High Prom Queen" in her 8th grade year.

From then forward, girls envied her.

 

In high school, her Freshman year,

all the Senior boys wanted her.

 

She went out on dates,

and always kissed the boy goodbye.

 

One night, she was out on a date

with the star quaterback for the team.

 

When it came time for a goodnight kiss,

he pushed a little more.

 

She started gathering her feelings,

thinking he really loved her.

 

She went all the way with him,

thinking they would be together forever.

 

A few weeks later she told him the news,

thinking he would be so excited.

 

He turned around and ran away,

screaming "The kid is not mine!"

 

Her parents threw her out.

And didn't want her back in their lives.

 

Her cheerleading days were over.

Hell, her f*****g life was over.

 

Nine months of grief.

Those mean girls teased her horribly.

 

"Such a s**t."

"What a w***e."

 

She didn't understand why.

And she did nothing other than cry.

 

She had a little girl.

But she decided her daughter wouldn't have the same fate.

 

She treated her horribly

instead of like a princess like her parents treated her.

 

Her little daughter started to hate her mother.

And she cried herself to sleep every night.

 

In high school,

she fit in with the wrong crew.

 

She started drinking away her nightmares,

and she got high to kill the pain.

 

Her mother watched

and regretted the way she raised her.

 

She couldn't stand to watch her daughter smoke,

she became horrified of what she made.

 

She beat her,

left marks on her face.

 

Her daughter ran away.

She ran into the streets.

 

A car, going way too fast,

hit her daughter.

 

The ambulance rushed all survivors to the hospital,

others weren't too lucky.

 

She seen her daughter,

flattened under the car.

 

She began to cry.

She wanted to take everything back.

 

She didn't want this life of misery anymore.

Her heart had been broken. She's been through hell and back.

 

And like that, she came back.

Back to reality.

 

That star quaterback pleading and begging.

She looked around and realized that all of it was an imagination.

 

"No. Oh hell no."

And she got out of the car.

 

She walked into the house

and found her parents sitting in the living room.

 

She hugged them both,

and cried tears of joy.

 

 

 

 

 

© 2012 Chesney W.


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Well done. Kinda reads like a song:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Chesney W.

11 Years Ago

thank you
The Analog Kid

11 Years Ago

sure:)
This just seemed very good. If only people were given these chances.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Chesney W.

11 Years Ago

thank you
I would be great if we could see the results of our actions before they happen but too often we never really know the outcome until it is too late. Nice job on this one.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Chesney W.

11 Years Ago

thank you
It's always scary seeing someone grow up a different way than you want them to. Its sad how the mother treated her daughter simply cause she knew her daughter didn't want to end up the same way she did. We all have our fears for our children, but that doesn't mean one should mistreat them. Anyways, we should use our children as a sign to better ourselves. That's what I'm doing with my little sister, she's making me realize that I should change my ways to become a better person for her and my parents. No one is perfect and we should all keep that in mind. Again, we all have our fears, but we should use that to our advantage. Not sure if I did a good critique on this, but just giving my opinion. But if we have kids, we should use them as a lesson to help us realize who we are and how we want them to possibly have a better future.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Chesney W.

12 Years Ago

thank you
DoNt LoSe YoUrSeLf

12 Years Ago

Most welcome :)
seriously interesting but i stll would have done it just gotta use protection!!!
I

Posted 12 Years Ago


Chesney W.

12 Years Ago

wow.. that is not what the moral of the story is at all, you are supposed to wait until marriage, yo.. read more
I'm Just me:)

12 Years Ago

well i have needs and i cant wait... i know its wrong but i dont care, yolo so you gota live it up
so sad. its an interesting story though.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Chesney W.

12 Years Ago

thank you
getting the right imagination at the right moment and in the right circumstances is really magical ... and while i was imagining her misery, the drama changed leaving me smiling at what she avoided ...
goodness me, this deserves a 10/10 ...
and
and she was on top *of everything.
Her parents *threw her out. :)
--> Shelved !!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Chesney W.

12 Years Ago

thank you!(: thanks for telling me about the typos too, I fixed them! lol,, thank you so much!
Hamza

12 Years Ago

welcome :)
wow, i really love the turnaround, very sad story at first dough, nice and well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Chesney W.

12 Years Ago

thank you
That is something. I was sure it was going to be some tragic story but then you switched it around. I totally didn't see that coming.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Chesney W.

12 Years Ago

haha,, thanks
A very intense story. Sometime good to use the imagination to lead you to the right place. Your story in the poem held me to the very good ending. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


Chesney W.

12 Years Ago

thanks for the review

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Chesney W.

Grove Hill, AL



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