Maggoty a short story

They are always on my nerves. Making passes at me. I can't resist them. They always tell me it doesn't hurt. They keep on exploiting me while I keep extorting money from them. I need the money to take care of myself. As  a young girl I need them in my life to foot my bills.
I am not naive that's why they praise me after enjoying me, they tell me that am smart.

My siblings and my parents even my friends said am ugly but these men have always praised me. Calling me gorgeous, pretty damsel; telling me how beautiful I am. They showered me with praise and lust in the guise of love which at times get to my head. I asked myself, what can I do for these men, my heart told me to reciprocate. I have to offer them kola each time we stay together. I share my body as a gift to propitiate them. I can't say I am a "debased young woman" but a cheerful giver.

I feel happy living my life the way I want. My parents named me KEZIAH but my friends call me KEZY. I'm proud of myself. Forget about preserving, pride of womanhood, that's story for the gods. Money is pride not life of sanctity.

My friend Lizzy is dead, she passed out this morning," Kezy screaming to their friends. They sobbed and sobered. I know what killed her. She informed me yesterday that she didn't find out on time about her pregnancy until four months. I warned her to keep the baby but she insisted on having abortion. She made it her option that she would abort the baby to secure her future. She had phobia for nurturing babies. She had done more than ten abortions on the time interval between two- three years of our friendship, taking pills every minute. She insisted but unlucky for her this time the baby is matured so abortion shouldn't be an option because it's life threatening at this stage- mortal. The doctor said she bleeded and lost much blood that she stayed in coma and died few hours later.

I am even planning on turning my womb perhaps when I get married ready to produce babies I will position it well again. I am tired of abortion. But my medical consultant, Dr. Jude said it has side effects but never mentioned them. My instinct tells me that it must be of detrimental effect.

The problem with most girls of nowadays is that they fail to learn their lessons from other people's predicament.
They forgot that change is constant; that if they decide to turn over a new leaf and tell themselves that they can survive without depending on men to give them bread but start living a life worth emulating, they can easily "connect with their spot"  and do exploit. Living a life of sanctity attracts success making you "a person of integrity and influence".

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First person narrative, the use of "I"

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