I Became a Victim of Teenage Pregnancy
High school years are supposed to be a time for fun and exciting events in every adolescent's life. There are parties, ball games, and local after school hangout joints where we can meet. All combined to making high school the most memorable years of any teenage girl?s life. However, my experience in high school took an uneventful turn in tenth grade. My carefree ways had to end and a new wave of responsibility was presented to me. I found out that I was two months pregnant. My thoughts tugged at my conscience, how was I to tell the father of my unborn child? Would my mother support my decision? I had to forget about my partying ways and hanging with my friends. My freedom days of coming and going were about to be over and I quickly became the girl about whom everyone was talking.
I told my boyfriend who was the captain of our football team three weeks after I found out, about the pregnancy. ?What?? He yelled out in surprise, with his six feet four inches, two hundred and ten pounds body shaking from fear. ?We can work through this baby? I told him, trying to soothe his spirit. I remembered Jake and I always being happy, we were the perfect couple. I thought I knew him but with the condition I was in he proved me wrong. ?I love you and with this love we will conquer anything that becomes an obstacle,? he once told me. This situation on the other hand was different. He had dreams, and with so much potential, the last thing Jake wanted was to be a father at nineteen years old. My partner knew as well as I did that my early pregnancy was an accident, but in the end Jake hastily ran from me, for dear life as if it was hazardous to be near me. He went and left me to embark on this chaotic journey alone, a week after he got the news.
My mother found out the night Jake left town. Taking in all that I said must have been really hard, because the devil visited our home that night, she threw a vase at me and other unidentified objects. After she calmed down she started to ask a lot of questions. ?Who is the father??? she asked, ?Jake? I replied with an attitude not sure what she was implying. ?What does he have to say about this??? she came at me raging, ?he wants me to take the kill pill or forget about him? I said, ? but it doesn?t really matter because he already left town to go live with his uncle in Buxton? I added. She was speechless for what seemed like hours. Then she asked me the question that would determine my destiny, ?what do you want to do...