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!