As he screamed and cried for the one hundredth time that day, I sat back wondering in fear if there was something wrong with my son. I worried if I did something wrong to make him like this. I could sit and cry myself. Even though I also felt like just running far away. As I hand him to my mother and tell her I need a brake, his eyes look at me so soft as if he is trying to tell me something or yell out for help. He looked right through me as if I was supposed to know what he is saying.

I walk out to go party with my friends. Time away and dancing and having a few drinks sounded good. See my son's father cheated on me and got himself arrested for abusing me while I was pregnant. And was going to be sent back to Mexico. So I was all on my own with a new baby. I was only 18 so I was still young as well. Of course I had made many mistakes, but I really did love my son. I just needed to do a little more growing and learning.

I found one guy that promised to help me get my son's dad back from Mexico. His only request was to help him get papers. So even if I did get my son's dad back in America I would not be able to get married to him. All though now that I think of it I don't know why I would of wanted him back. This guy Juan promised to take care of me and my son, and make sure we have everything we need and want. To me, it sounded like a perfect deal. I was not ready to face this world alone with a kid so young.

This is my story, with many surprises, happy and sad. There's even some exciting and scary parts. So are you thinking your interested in reading? Should I continue to write my story or should I just walk away and not write like I always do? Your the reader so let me hear from you