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Here is a fictional story which I would love to share. It doesn't mean this isn't what some people are going through. Life can be cruel sometimes and life deals with every one of us. We just have to learn how to see the good from the seemingly bad while channelling our strength on rebuilding rather than wasting it on regrets and things we can no longer change. This is a story of a young girl and how things turned out for her. I am sure you will enjoy it.

I shared the story also on Hive and feel like keeping everyone in the loop by sharing it here too.

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I used to be a very carefree and "loose" girl. I trusted people so much and made friends with every Tom, Dick and Harry. I preferred male friends to female friends because most men do not have time for envy, competition, hypocrisy or gossip, unlike the girls. I had so many male friends and I loved hanging out with them and also talking to them about stuff.

I had four close friends. John, Austin, Tom and Henry. We were very close and were always together. We had even become family friends because our families knew one another. John and Henry had girlfriends and they always suspected our closeness but I didn't care. Henry and I were the closest. His girlfriend's name was Juliet. She didn't like me one bit, and I understood that it was because of my relationship with her boyfriend.

Suddenly, she started talking to me and even asked me to be her friend. I was surprised and I was also reluctant to be her friend but I accepted anyway. She was trying to get close to me and I stylishly told her once that I didn't like girlfriends... I preferred guys, and she told me she understood, but she wasn't like other girls.

One day, we were all at the mall when an attractive young man walked up to me to say hi and later asked for my number. We were still talking when Henry walked up to us and told the guy, whose name was Jake, to leave me alone. And as for me, I was getting to like the guy. I got angry and told him it was my choice to make, and not his, so he's the one who should leave me alone. He wasn't expecting that from me and just walked away.

Weeks passed by, Jake and I became very close went on dates, and I even got to know his friends... who were all guys. My friends didn't like Jake one bit and they tried to talk me out of the relationship but I ignored them. They told me he was a Playboy and all sorts but I didn't listen. Later on, Jake and his friends hosted a night party at a club, which happened to be in a hotel. I was invited and I went there.

The night of the party - It was a very nice party filled with beautiful people, who had no sense of direction. I regretted going to the party because I wasn't a fan of loud music or alcohol. I sat on my own and watched everything that was happening. Jake noticed I was lonely and came to sit with me. He offered me Vodka and I reminded him that I don't take alcohol. He persuaded me and told me to try to just for the night. I agreed and drank just a cupful. A few minutes later, I started to feel dizzy and before I knew it, everything went dark.

I woke up the following morning with pains all over my body. I found myself in a hotel room. I gathered the little strength I had and stood up from the bed. I looked at my thigh and saw blood. It dawned on me that I was raped and I passed out immediately.

Two days later, I found myself in a hospital ward, with Henry beside me. I asked him what happened and he told me he got a message on his phone the morning after the party.....which read thus..."come to Everton Hotel, Room 306...she'll stay away from people's boyfriends next time". I knew it was Juliet that planned everything, and I was stupid enough to have fallen into her trap. The worst part was that I was pregnant and the father was nowhere to be found.

I regret every single bit of it but fortunately for me now......the child is a blessing to me and everyone around him. This is me looking at the glass not half empty or half full...but making the most of the fact that I have a glass at least. Not the way I would want things to be but what's done is done, so I look towards making the best out of the broken pieces.

Lessons.

We might have no control over certain things but the ones we have control over, we must work it to full effect. We might have made some mistakes in the past but we don't have to live our lives on regret over what we can no longer change. We can save our strength by focusing on making the best of what we have left rather than wasting it on the regrets we have. You can't stop a bird from flying over your head but you can stop it from having a nest there. You can't stop your worries and the feeling of regret but you can choose how you see that situation and learn from it to shape your future. You might not be able to make a brand new start but who says you can't make a happy ending? We live and learn as we grow and go in life. Never use your regret as an excuse...

Thank you for your time.

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