October 29 was the day I found out I was pregnant. My boyfriend and I were hanging out at my house when I told him that I haven’t had my period for awhile, and that I should take a pregnancy test just in case. I would never in a million years think that I would be the girl to get pregnant in high school. When I saw the results of the test, I didn’t believe it. I took 3 tests from 3 different brands with all the same results. I was sixteen at the time and my boyfriend and I only had been dating for 2 months. It was a hard decision to make since I wasn’t sure what he would do if I wanted to keep it. Since the day I found out was also the day my dog had passed away, I didn’t want to tell my parents and make it worse. My mom ended up finding out over hearing me and my boyfriend talking about it. She simply said “I’m here for you, but you have a week to decide what you want to do.” With all the pressure from my parents, my boyfriend, and even on myself, I decided to get an abortion. On November 5, when I woke up after the procedure, I broke into a million peices. I never wanted anything back more in my life than my baby. I still to this day think about him/her every single day. I’m sorry I did this to you. I love you.