When I was a freshmen in high school, I got pregnant from a guy I had been with since 7th grade. I thought we were in love and we’re gonna spend the rest of our lives together. when he found out I was with child, he left me and told everyone I was a whore and it wasn’t his. my parents told me I was too young to be a mom much less a single one, and forced me to abort it. afterwards my EX boyfriend told everyone I killed his kid, as if he cared before, and to this day I haven’t lived it down. I still have nightmares about it.
I was 19 the day I found out I was pregnant my heart sunk into my stomach. I went to the clinic because I was having horrible headaches. In New York they give girls 16 and up a pregnancy test as its procedure. The nurse then told me I was pregnant. That night I later called my boyfriend and told him the news. He was supportive of whatever my choice was. Then a few days later he said we where just 19 and couldn’t afford a child now. So that night we agreed on abortion. But deep down I wanted to keep my child but I thought I loved my boyfriend more and didn’t want to lose him. After having the abortion I broke up with him because I couldn’t look at him the same. Abortion isn’t just something you take lightly. It’s a life changing choice You and only you can make. I wake up days thinking of my child knowing I’ll never be able to hold my baby in my arms. Abortion is a horrible long term life choice.
During my junior year of high school I had a one night stand with a friend. A month later i found out I was pregnant. I was scared, confused and mad at myself for not being careful. I had no idea what to do, but I knew I had to tell the father. So during school I sent him a text telling him I was pregnant. I didn’t hear anything back from him till later that night. All he wrote back was “abortion.” I was only 16 and I knew i couldn’t care for a baby. So I agreed. I regret my decision, and I wish I would have thought more about it. I was 8 weeks along when I killed my baby. For months after that I would wake up to the sounds of a baby crying, but there was no baby. I’m now 21, and I am still not the same. and I never will be.
I was 15 years old when I became pregnant I had been with the guy for only 7 months. I was in so much denial, that I kept it to myself, the baby’s father and lastly i told my sister, which is how my Mother found out. The first thing my mom said was we are going down town to the clinic monday morning. I had no say so about my baby. It hurt me so much and the father he was so against me getting an abortion. I was 22 weeks when I went down there I wish I could have waited a little longer and I would not have been able to get the abortion done. It hurts and kills me everyday to know I was forced to have my first-born killed. RIP BABY IM SORRY YOU HAD TO ENDURE THAT PAIN. YOU DID’NT ASK FOR THAT NOR DESERVE IT.