Mariah's POVMature

I'm considered to be beautiful. The world’s most beautiful girl, or an angel sent straight down from heaven as my mother would say. Rich brown hair, long and curly, past my shoulders, black long lashes, green eyes replicating emeralds, lips red as rose. My family were quite poor and thought my looks as 'golden' though for me, my looks were a curse. When I was 14, I was raped by my step brother. He told me I couldn't tell anyone or he'd do it even more. Though he still continued to do so. Though when I was 15 I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. The father was obviously my step brother. Soon my mother found out. She and my step dad were going to send him away but he left straight after I gave birth.

I had give my baby boy up for adoption and my mother promising me that'll this would be a new start. Now I'm 17, I haven't even had my first kiss yet. A proper first kiss with the person whom I love. Forget a kiss, I won't even let a boy touch me...

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