We are done with our P.E in gymnasium and we are fixing our things in the locker.
"What's this Angel?" a classmate of mine lifted my towel draped over my top. Because the comfort room is full of dressers and the others .
"That’s, stretch marks ?"
" no."
"I mean... OMG."
"She has a child!"
I adjusted the towel on my body and faced them. "I-It's been a long time. Grandma said it's natural."
"What's natural? If it's natural, why is it in your waist and stomach?"
"Hey! That's enough !”
In the gym at school, my classmates used to laugh at me. Especially the men.
"Are you a single mom?"
"Those single moms are delicious." deafening laughter I heard. I clasped my hand and put my belongings in my bag.
I don't want to get pissed. They don’t know what’s really going on in my life. They are just right judgments and right predictions and nothing is proven in life.
"Angel where are you?"
"I'm just in CR," I said goodbye to Kaira.