I was 16 years old when I got pregnant. The boy that I was pregnant by said it was not his baby, but I know it was his baby because he was the only boy I slept with in five months. I was only two months pregnant, so I was sure it was his baby. My momma kind of started to notice my stomach was getting big and that I was throwing up a lot, and she then told me to get an abortion – no questions asked. It was like what I had to say did not matter because I had no say in the matter.
I really regret having an abortion because I wanted my baby. It would have been hard because I am so young, but I would do anything I could to take care of my baby. It hurts me that I killed my first child. I love kids and it will never happen again. I hate to see baby things and pregnant people because it brings back memories; and I will never forget it.
To my baby: I love you and I am very sorry you did not get to live your life because your momma did a terrible thing.