By THE POINTER
May 17, 2026
She writhed in pain, blood streaming down her legs. Atop the table, a black nylon bag partly concealed a dark concoction in a bottle and some unknown tablets littered by the side. The air was thick with a strange and strong odour, bloodied clothes, tissues and pads strewn across the room. Her life flashed before her, and even though she was in a mess, no one must know. She would rather perish than to be caught pregnant.
It is often the case that when a teenage girl discovers she is pregnant, her first instinct is rarely to visit a hospital. Instead, she turns to the secret economy of abortion, a world of back-alley chemists, unregulated herbal concoctions, and dangerously misused pharmaceutical drugs.