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Too Young, Too Bad In June 2000, my friend ran away. The sad part is that she was only 12. I would talk to her all the time when she lived on the streets. We had a special meeting place, special time, and special day, that we would meet to talk. She told me a lot of things that had happened, to her, that I will not put down, but some things I will anyways. Well, she had wanted me to live on the streets with her, but I refused. So, then she asked me if I would at least stay one night, with her and her "friends". I agreed. I saw that it was a lot harder then I could have ever imagined. A couple months later, she was pregnant. The father was 18 years old! She was 12 he was 18. She told me that it wasn't rape, she had agreed to have sex with him, but I disagree. She needed help, and a place to stay. I was really scared for her when she was pregnant. Well, I was really scared for her before then, but This did it for me. The police and media, thought that she was kidnapped. They didn't think she was a runaway. So I went to her parents house and told them everything. Her mother cried, while her father phoned the police. When the police picked her up they never told her I had ratted on her. After she was picked up from the streets, they put her in a teen hospital. There, when she was 13 she had the baby. It was a healthy baby boy. Since her family was very religious, they had her locate the young man. She did. The young man just thought she was killed. Her family talked to him, and later they got married. When she was 14 she got pregnant again. An agreement with her "husband" and her family was that there was no sex until she was 18. Well, of course that didn't happen. So her and her "husband" packed their things and ran away once again. Her parents, and the police believed that her "husband" had "kidnapped" her by brainwashing her. She had told me, before she ran away again, that it was idea. She just didn't want to disappoint her family a third time. So, she went back to the streets, with her husband. She gave birth to a girl in a cardboard box. I was with her and her husband when gave birth. I had told my parents I was staying at a friends house. She had the baby for 5 days before it died. When the baby was put to be "buried" (at a local park), she went back home. She never told her parents about the other baby. DON'T RUN AWAY! IT SEEMS LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT FIRST, BUT YOU'LL REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE! I KNOW BECAUSE MY FRIEND TOLD ME! DON'T BE STUPID, OR GRATEFUL!
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