Your Perspective

Her mother has six children, five girls and one boy. She is second oldest in line. The oldest sister does nothing to help the family, never steps up to her place to aide the mother in raising up the children. There is no father around, though the boy does not step up and take the mans place like he should, protecting the women and girls. She has been taking care of children since she was 6, feeding them, bathing them, getting up every 2 hours for a bottle. She had grown tired but does not complain for she knows her mother must appreciate it somehow… but she doesn’t. The mother allows her to go out of her way as a small teenager but had become spoiled herself. She expects the young girl to do it all on her own.

The girl grows into a beautiful young woman, newly 18. She is graduating, excited about a new life and college, happy she will be away from all the responsibilities she had growing up. The oldest has moved out but the mother won’t let her leave. The mother tells her she has to stay and help raise up the last of the children.  The mother also tells her she has to help with bills… but how can the girl work if she is home 24/7 taking care of kids while the mother is out.

The girl turns to prostitution. It was easy, quick money. The girl handed every bill over to her mother and her mother never asked how she got the money because the mother knew already how she happened to have it. Her mother didn’t stop her, she urged her to get more. The children became spoiled with the extra money in the household and starting feeling entitled to things. The girl never once bought her self anything nice, it all went to them. She was destroyed inside, all to save her family who did not appreciate her one little bit. They took everything she had, even her pride. 

Now she is alone, all alone. She has a home, a family, and a life but inside she is mute. She feels as if she has no soul. Nobody knew but she was willing to sell her soul if it meant her family  could eat. Nobody knew what measures she would go to just to be told “I am proud of you, I love you”.  Now she is an empty body, walking around with a smile plastered on her face but inside…. a ghost girl.

-K