
Hi
I had my baby girl Tayah a year ago when i was 13. I was really scared. I couldnt tell any1 except my boyfriend who was 15 at the time. I didnt get along with my mum because she was an alcaholic and she was really agressive. My boyfriend just told me that we should runaway together so we did. The first night we ran away we were sleeping under an allyway with people screaming and shouting. We then went to a council estate and we went inside the main door and we found a corner and we just slept there. My boyfriend would go out and try to find some money. The only way he could get money was dealing drugs so he did that. When i had my baby girl it was really really hard to look after her. I thought she wud die because she didnt have any food or nothink. One day my boyfriend went out to sell some drugs but he never came back. So i decided that i needed to get some help. So now im living in a hostel wth my daughter and i hate it.
I just dont no what 2 do with my life