Victoria Becker narrating:
Passage of time...
The days went by and with them months went by...
My belly was huge, and I was already eight months old, I was fired when I was five and unfortunately, as I already imagined, George found a way to fire me, I didn't even have a chance to receive my salary for that month.
I'm doing everything I can, but it's complicated when you're alone, to go to the appointments is difficult but with a lot of effort I go, all for my little girl.
Yes! I'm expecting a little girl who will be called Helena.
She grows healthy, but is still quite small for an eight-month-old baby. The doctor said that everything is fine and that she is not at risk, but I am still worried.
I already have some clothes too, on one of the appointments I went to a small thrift store and saw some clothes for newborns, I ended up not resisting and buying it, it will be so perfect.
My father didn't notice my belly, or he was too stoned to notice, but now it wasn't enough to have him on drugs, I still have to put up with some of his "friends", I always stay in the room when they're here since they can see the belly and comment.
I'm always afraid that one of them will invade my room, normally I live very helpless and scared, my hormones are out of control.
But none of that compares to the fear that when I finally have my Helena, I'll have to go through a birth alone, I won't have support from anyone.
Sometimes I cry a lot and ask God why he is making me go through this, I was never a bad person, I never treated anyone badly.
I'm that person who helps old people cross the street, I'm that person who doesn't see evil in people and who believes that humanity still has salvation.
Why do I have to suffer so much? Why do good people suffer while bad people always get along?
It's been a while since I spoke with Joana, but I know she's fine and happy, her parents moved to Texas a few months later, on the day of their trip I went to say goodbye and on her mother's phone I talked to my friend, that it was the last time.
Jo's mom gave me some of her clothes that are working great now that my belly is huge, I also got some clothes from when my friend was a baby and I just love them all.
I miss her and I know she misses her too, but we have to go our separate ways and maybe one day we'll meet again.
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Anyway, nine months, they were difficult, complicated months... it was a real challenge.
A mother does everything for her children and I did everything for Helena, I had to go through many difficult situations, I still do, but I believe that in the end it will all be worth it.
When I'm lying down at night to sleep, and I feel her move, my heart is racing because I love her so much, my little companion.
She only left the house if it was really necessary, like appointments and to buy something for me, my money is getting low and that worries me, a baby spends a lot and I can't buy anything for her.
Last week I received a package in the mail, and it was from Joana, a huge box with several packs of diapers and baby hygiene products, some clothes and also a letter from her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi my boo, I miss you so much, and I really wanted to accompany your pregnancy, I want you to know that I always think of you and that I love you very much. By my count, I know that it's already close to you finally having your baby in your arms and I really wanted to be there to accompany everything, but unfortunately I won't be able to, know that I'm sending you positive energies so that everything goes well, I know that these things I sent you they are not enough because a baby costs a lot, but it will last for a few days, I will send you some more things later. I miss you every day. From your best friend who loves you very much, Joana. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My friend doesn't know I'm having a little girl, unfortunately the day we last spoke I still didn't know the s*x of the child.
I really wanted to talk to her, but I can't call her, I never got a new cell phone and I don't think I ever will, I don't know her number either.
Today I woke up with back pain, I think because of the upcoming delivery I'm feeling these pains.
I start to pack the bag that I will take to the hospital with Helena's clothes, in the right corner of the room I pull one of the pieces of wood on the floor and from there I take out a box where I keep my money, I walk to the bag and put the box in the bottom her with the clothes on top, I put it under the bed.
— Ready my love — I said caressing my belly — Mom has everything ready.
I feel a pain in my stomach and I bend over breathing fast and hard, I sigh and walk to the door and, since there's no one home, I go to the fridge to get some water.
I hear a step outside, and I hurry to enter the room, I feel a pain in the middle of the way and I stop walking, the person opens the door and I don't know them.
— Hello kitty —said the guy.
— Get out of my house — I said and heard his laugh.
— Your father gave me permission — said — you know what he gave me too?
— No, and I don't want to know — I said.
— He told me that you were a virgin and that he would trade your virginity for drugs —he said with malice— but I see that little w***e there hasn't been a virgin for a long time.
— Go away — I tried to run to lock myself in the room, but the man held me and pushed me against the wall.
—I've never had s*x with a pregnant woman — he said in my ear while he rubbed his hands on my belly— it must be very tasty.
Tears started to come out of my eyes, I need to get out of here.
— Don't do that, please — I tried to push him.
— I want you and I will have —he said, sniffing my neck.
Even scared, I gather all the strength I had and gave him a knee, he falls to the floor squirming, without time for anything, I ran to the bedroom and took Helena's bag and put some changes of my clothes.
I can't stay here otherwise he's going to hurt me, I started walking towards the door when I felt something go down my legs, I looked at the puddle that formed at my feet and my eyes widened.
Helena will be born.