Date: 4-24-1990

Brenda's p.o.v

Havoc, a sad tragic fairytale story.

He chooses fame and gold over her hand to hold.

He forgets the name of this pretty rose on purpose.

Gruesome, nothing is new underneath the sun.

She has a bun in the oven. Since misery loves company,

there is no need for sympathy. Morning sickness, oh

what bittersweet irony. It all hits too close to home

and hurts the same in the end. She must decide between

life or death.