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Well,
I just want to tell my story of how I got pregnant and how I live
my life today.
When
I was 13 years old I meat this guy. He was much older than me,
and at first I didn't like him, but as time passed by, I kind
of "fell in love" with him.
He was
about 27 and I was 13. I know what you're thinking - what the
heck is a thirteen-year-old girl doing with a 27-year-old guy?
I was
probably desperate to runaway from my problems at home,
and I didn't know I was getting into a deeper problem.
My family was O.K. with the relationship, and we were about to
get married (with the consent of my mother of course) when I had
a problem with my new step-dad.
I couldn't
stand him. My boyfriend proposed to run away. We
were still going to get married, or at least that's what
he said. So one day, I ran away with him. We had the apartment
and all the basic necessities.
After
like two months I became pregnant, at the age of thirteen years
old. I wasn't even finished 7th grade! I decided to have my baby.
(Don't ask me why. I don't know.)
He ended
up cheating on me. I spent six and a half years with this person
until I finally decided to end my relationship.
I went
to school pregnant. All the looks I got, all the comments
I received, really affected my life. But I finished junior high
and I was on my way to high school.
While my friends were thinking on
going out to the movies, I had to think about making dinner and
changing diapers. It was hard, but I did it. I didn't give up.
I had to wake up at six a.m. to change
the baby, dress up, and go to school. I had to be at the bus stop
by seven to be in school at 8:15 a.m. (They had childcare in the
school, but only if you maintained a good academic
grade.) I had to go through childcare, homework, uniforms, and
all the rest of that stuff.
I was
a full-time student and worked part-time, and still had to come
home and take care of my son. I graduated high school with the
Class of 1998 with all my friends.
I'm currently
a college student in California, working toward my accounting
degree, and I'm also working full time for a law firm. I just
turned twenty and I have a five-year-old boy that waits for me
to get home and give me a kiss, and says "I love you
mommy."
My message to all the teens out there
is to never give up, you can make it. Hang on - life is hard,
but in the long run, it's worth it.
Good luck!
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