Crystal, Part 4 - Dear Crystal

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Crystal,Part 4 - Dear Crystal Dear Crystal Do you remember that tall mysterious man who paid for you to be escorted to his room and wanted to do nothing but talk about you ,you’re life and how you feel about working as an escort ,remember how concerned he was when you had gotten beaten multiple times because he lost his temper ,well if you do, think of this pregnancy just like that but worse ,this baby you are carrying is going to do nothing but look over its shoulder because it would never be safe ,unless the baby doesnt know where it comes from and for that to happen you can't be anywhere around it, let alone raise it ,i’m sorry but it's true and you know it's true when you write yourself a letter to remind you of what has to be done. After these months are over i know you’re gonna wish and maybe even think there might be a possibility you can keep the baby and imagine yourself in a world where you can be safe with your baby ,but you can't and once you give birth and you get this letter ,you’re gonna know your right. Sincerely .Crystal (you) I finish writing the letter and hand it to my boss Lory, Send this to me when you think i’m about to give birth. “What is it?” ,A little something to remind me of while I'm doing what I'm doing. “Should i get in touch with an adoption agency?” No ,The less I know of where the baby goes after would be great it would mean I’d know the places to avoid going. Port Point Crown  I arrived at Port Pointcrown  a coastal, sprawling town, known for its mining heritage. I’d never heard of it until I arrived it’s a very small town and Lory gave me a fake identity to go by until I give birth instead of Crystal i am Madison Shall,and i hate it. Of all the fake names i could have went by ,and it’s madison. It’s a cute name don't get me wrong but i may have had a lot of encounters with women named madison and they all have been soulless bitchs. ,but karma always gets you. Like I said I knew what I was doing when I became an escort ,I knew what I was going to go through and I regret nothing ,not even everything I've been through. I get off of the plane and enter a scramble group of people who have just got off the plane as well.and i spot this girl with dirty blond hair holding a sign with the name Madison on it ,so i walk up to her and greet her. “Sis i’m happy you can come into town for the holiday” ,i whisper in her ear ,Dial it down a little bit you don’t have to be loud. We get in her mini cooper. “Ok so I’m sorry about back there ,this is my first time doing this” ,doing what?. 
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