I was 14 years old when I found out that I was 8 weeks along. My boyfriend and I weren’t sure what we were going to do, until my parents found out. My mom almost kicked me out, but my dad told her not to. Even though it seemed like he was on my side he made the final say so that I was to have an abortion.

I have never been for abortion unless it was the woman’s choice, but after my abortion my views changed a bit. I never knew that someone’s parents could ever force their child into something like that no matter what their age. My parents, especially my mom, called me names and put me down and continues to do so.

Its been 2 years and to this day I still feel guilty, depressed, and heartbroken that I never got to make a choice. I was concidering adoption until I learned that I didn’t get to choose. My son would’ve been 2 years old in March and things would’ve been hard, but we could’ve made it considering my boyfriend’s family offered me their help.

The baby’s dad is still in my life, and he suffers just as badly as I do. I’m now 16 and will be graduating, but because of the pain I’ve been wanting to get pregnant ever since. My boyfriend, my counselor, and I have been talking; and my boyfriend is excited to be a dad but says that he wants us to finish school first.

Not a day goes by that I don’t think about my son, and there isn’t a day that I wouldn’t. I miss him, and I really wish things had been different, but because of my parents I have to live everyday full of pain and sorrow that I will never be able to see my baby.

I’ve been with my current boyfriend for 3 years, and I’m 15 years old. I found out Febuary this year I was pregnant. I didn’t believe it at first. I always imagined it wouldn’t happen to me, but there I was staring down at a positive test. When I told my boyfriend he bottled up how he felt. He just said he would be there for me what ever I chose. But he had a way of making me feel guilty, like it would never work out and was unfair to him.

My parents said if I ever got pregnant I wouldn’t be able to live at home anymore; so after the thought of being a mum and having a life that was completly up to me to look after and protect, I thought about the reality of it. I think that’s what made my decision. I didn’t want my baby growing up with nothing. I wanted to have money, to spoil it, to give it everything it wanted; but I knew I couldn’t do that; and it didn’t seem fair. On top of that my boyfriend rang me and told me how he couldn’t do it and he really wanted me to get an abortion. So I told my mum and told her my decision.

I missed a lot of school work and had to travel around a lot to have an abortion. I remember feeling like a stranger in my own body. I couldn’t believe what i was doing but felt like i had no choice. Everything and everyone was against me. I had to have a scan to see how far along I was, and then I went through with the abortion. I remember coming out from the scan going into the waiting room and completely falling apart. I felt disgusted with myself that I had just done what I had done.

Months have gone past, and I can honestly say it is the biggest regret of my life. Not a day passes that I don’t think about my baby or what could have been. I absolutely hate myself for what I did, and I don’t think I’ll ever forgive myself. When you get pregnant the easiest thing to do is to look for a way out, but when you do things that have risks you have to be prepared to pay the price. I just wish I had thought about that before I made that decision. I wouldn’t advise it for anybody…

I was 15 years old when I found out I was pregnant. Giving this baby up was the only choice I had. I was living in a two bedroom trailer with my mom, stepdad, and my 7 months pregnant stepsister. My dad wasn’t in my life, so I had no one to turn to.

The father of this baby is much older then me, and I couldn’t let anyone know it was his. I just wish I didn’t have an abortion. I cried everyday when my boyfriend said I had to get an abortion.

So if you’re that one girl wondering what to do in a situation like this, take the responsibility of raising your baby. I wish I did. I even had names picked out. I want to be able to hold my baby boy/girl. Now everyday I remember the horrible thing I did. I regret it.

I was 16 years old when I found out I was pregnant. It all happened when I went to my ex-boyfriend’s house, and one thing let to another, The condom broke, and then soon after I was pregnant. It was bittersweet because I was in love with my ex, so I thought a baby would just bring us closer. But we both sat down together and realized, “We are too young, and we are not ready for this responsibility.”

Both of our parents didn’t even know I was pregnant, so my sister took me to get the abortion. Luckily through the pregnancy my ex was there for me every step of the way, but shortly after the abortion we found ourselves broken up because of distance.

Getting the abortion was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Sometimes when things get bad I just want my baby. Now that I’m not with my ex and I killed my baby, I feel like I have nothing. Both our parents to this day don’t know. I hope in the future I can have a family with him and God can forgive me for my mistake. Mommy and daddy will always love our angel. There’s not a day goes by where we don’t think of you.

I’m 19 and I was 18 when I found out I was pregnant. My boyfriend at the time was way older than me, and lived in another state. I got on a plane on October 25, 2009, after only talking to him on the phone for 5 months. I stayed with him for 3 months. we talked about having children all the time, and he even came up with a name and a nickname for our little girl that we were planning to have.

I decided to return home to Georgia to gather the rest of my things and to fix my car to drive back to him. Shortly after returning home I was staying with my sister when I found out that I was pregnant on January 15th. I called him up and told him the news. He had already made up his mind that I was having an abortion. I returned back to Philadelphia on February 5th, and I had an abortion on the 11th with no anesthesia. I felt so depressed, and I cried for days at a time.

After I had the abortion he wouldn’t even look at me. I spent weeks with him being detached and us constantly arguing. A couple of days after I returned to Georgia he broke up with me. I spend a lot of time depressed, and I constantly think about my baby everyday. I pray that God can forgive me for what I’ve done, and I look to the stars every night and apologize to my yoo-hoo (that’s the nickname he gave her). I was 7 weeks and 3 days along when I had the abortion, but in my heart I feel that my baby was a girl.

Well, I was 16 and my boyfriend loved to have sex. He said I was going to have his baby, but it never happened. Then one day it did. I was scared to tell my mom, and my boyfriend didn’t have a job or anything, and neither did I.

I told her when I was almost 2 months pregnant. She wasn’t as mad as I thought she would be. I said I would never get an abortion, but I did. I cried for days afterwards. It was so painful. Sometimes now I wish I kept it. It was my baby…

I found out I was pregnant Feb. 11, 2010, my senior year. I had been with my boyfriend for 3 years, but I cheated on him and didn’t know what to do. Not only that, my mom kicked me out. I was homeless and didn’t want to be one of those girls on Maury, so I got the money together and made an appointment at our local abortion clinic.

It was horrible. I was in a room with woman of all ages and races and everyone’s face looked the same, either full of sadness or full of selfishness. When they were putting me under I felt pain run down me, and all I could think about was my baby, so I grasped my stomach, and then I remember waking up and feeling such hatred for myself. 

The protesters were still outside, but I didn’t care about anything except what I had just done. Everyday I think about what could have been and I’m terribly sorry. I see embryos everywhere now, mosly when I look in the sky. R.I.P Zooey 03~04~10

I was 14 years old when I found out when I was pregnant. I wasn’t sure how many weeks I was, probably 8 weeks or so. My mom found out on her own, and when we were at the doctors she said abortion right away. It’s like I had no other choice. She called me slut and threatened to kick me out. My brother was happy and so was my boyfriend and my dad.

Till this day I wish I could’ve kept my baby. Every day I regret it, imagining my baby would’ve been 3 years old this month or next month!

I was fourteen when I got pregnant by my boyfriend, who I had been with for a year. I told my mom, and she was devastated. She told me to abort because of previous health problems, but I feel she was just embarrassed.

I’m 16 now and still going strong with my boyfriend, but I regret what I did to the fullest degree. It hangs over my head everyday. I would tell any girl who is even thinking about it to at least give the baby up for adoption.

I will never forget Friday the 13th, 2010. I was 6 weeks pregnant. My boyfriend and I were not together at the time, but we were still messing around without protection. I wasn’t planning on telling him about it because I knew what he would want me to do, but I gave in and called him and told him the exciting news. I told him that I planned to keep it and I wasn’t going to change my mind, but a few weeks later he told me that if I was to have it he wouldn’t have anything to do with it.

Then I became sad and started thinking that maybe it was the best choice for now, just till I get my own place with him. I called and made the appointment. It just went by so fast. I went into the clinc thinking I was going to be ok afterwards, but after they took a poor innocent life out of my body I felt so ashamed that God had given me a second chance to have a happy family but I messed that up.

So girls, don’t ever let a guy tell you that he loves you because if he did then he wouldn’t want to see you go through all that pain.