After she's done, She gets up to To the house She wishes wasn't Home. Except this time, The man keeps Her in the car. For no reason whatsoever, He kills her. She had no friends, No family. No funeral was held. No obituary was in the paper. No one was there To take care of her baby. High school kids had Warned her. An old friend from The eighth grade however, Had been looking after her, Praying she didn't get hurt. She keeps the child And he grows up As any other child would. But it's far from a Fairytale ending.

She walks down The road, Waiting for the usual Friday night buisness. Sure enough, He comes, Hands her $30, And a blow job later, He leaves. Next in line. A new customer. She thinks "One more and Maybe I can afford Rent and new clothes For my baby." This man Walks up, And hands her $30.

High heeled shoes, Blue eye makeup, Short skirts, Thongs, See-through tops, Condoms in her hand, And an unwanted child. She's the one Who chose to be a slut. All through high school, People would pass her In the hallways, And make jokes about Her promiscuous behavior.