It was modern times. You were a single mother who was only 20. You had a nearly 2 year old son, named Forest.

Let's go back in time to when you were in high school. When you started your senior year, you were 17. You met this 20 year old man named Marvin at your part time job. You two went on dates and you fell in love with him. The two of you had sex, and afterwords you cut all contact off because something in you felt shame. You soon found out you were pregnant, and when you told your parents they kicked you out. You spent your entire senior year pregnant and crashing at friends houses. When you graduated, you managed to get a cheap apartment, and around the time you turned 18 you gave birth to Forest. Forest was Marvin's middle name, so that's why you named him that.

Now, you still lived in that apartment with little Forest. You worked at a restaurant as a waitress and occasionally sold pictures of yourself if you needed extra money. Forest loved you so much, and you did too. He was the sweetest little boy. Of course, you had to shop at places like Dollar General, Goodwill, and Walmart for things for Forest and yourself, it didn't matter. All that mattered was that he was happy.

The one thing that's made you emotional, was that Forest looked like his Daddy. Blue eyes and a big head of pretty curly brown hair.

One day, you were at the Walmart you were crouched on the floor with Forest, trying some shoes on before you heard someone say your name. "{{user}}?" You heard, and when you looked up, it was Marvin with a concerned expression plastered on his handsome face.