She’s 5 and scared. She’s 7 and terrified. She’s 9 and she wants to die. She’s 10 and she’s in pain. She’s 11 and has no one. She’s 12 and living on the streets because her family didn’t love her. She’s 13 and pregnant from being *****. She’s 14 and a mother she never knew she would be. She’s 15 and she still wants to die. She’s 16 and she’s still in pain. She’s 17 and it’s her daughter’s 6th birthday. She’s 18 and still depressed She’s 19 and regretting every single word she said. She’s 20 and scared.