#WritcoStoryPrompt29
I ran all the way home from the ground. The older boys had beaten me up good but I still had the strength to run as far as I could from them.
I knew my mother would be the next one to thrash me for getting beaten up, which was ironical, if you know what I mean. But I had no choice. I couldn't tell her the real reason the boys picked on me...To admit to my mom that I was beaten up from having gotten pregnant my worst rivals older pretty sister & now she's beginning to show with her rising stomach so much so that her parents took her out of our highschool, would cause my mother to beat me for the pregnancy , my losing my virginity, & my embarrassing her as a parent in our most immediate community..

In our house, mother was matriarch and patriarch she was homemaker & breadwinner, and lastly, she was rewarder as well as punisher and when she rewarded, she did so immensely but when she punished she did so severely.... When word gets to her from me that I am an expecting dad!
She's...