Mothers were tagging their daughters and writing:
“Read this. One mistake is not the end of your life.”
I stared at my old photograph for a long time.
An 18-year-old girl.
Scared.
Pregnant.
Homeless.
Rejected.
Judged by an entire town.
If I could go back to that day and stand beside her now, I would tell her only one thing:
“Don’t read what they’re writing about you. Just keep moving forward. Because one day, many of them will fall silent so they can listen to your voice.”
Love to read the story..
Please I request the story to continue..