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hey my name is bel im only 15 years old and i am scared ot dealth that i am pregannt. I onnly just got in the biggest trouble with my parents last nite and i really think they hate me now i find out im pregnant. the dad said if i keep it he is gone or if i get an abortion he will stay. but aparantly you need parents to get an abortion. i dont know what to do keepi it of not? what will i loose and gain i am so petrified

someone please help me.

bel

Sadest Life

My name is Sarah. I live in a small town in London, in a large house. my mum and dad love me, and then James does. So one night me and James had "it" in his small high school bed room. later I took a test and it came up positive. I cried in my room, and my mom asked why and I told her, and she was "popular" in the town she was in, so she sent me without telling my grandmother to my grandmothers house in New York. I told James before I left and all I knew was he said "bye." and no "I love you." or "bye, I love you" and then that ment "bye, I hate you." in his mind language. Then when I was in the taxi, I saw James clenching his fist. He was furious that I lied I was on Birth Control. I was afraid. James later called me and I didn't pick up because I was VERY afraid. He left the message "Answer your f*cking phone you whore." and then he was called back by me. "What?" I asked. He laughed. "WHAT?!" He said. "What do you mean WHAT?!" "Get ride of the f*cking thing. Your going to ask for money. I want it GONE!" He said like he was demanding an abortion. My answer was "No." We were over completely. He was out of my mind, and I was only focused on my baby. As soon as I got to Grandma's house (Grandpa sadly died 2 months earlier.) and rang the doorbell. She smiled and hugged me, and I told her my mom kicked me out of the house because I was pregnant, and Grandma happily hugged me. She wanted to know if we wanted to know the sex of the baby. So happily me and Grandma went there. In the hospital office James called again. "What?" I asked just to get him angery. "Come back to London, babyyy." He said like he was having...sex! "James, are you drunk?! Go to hell!" I said hanging up. Then it was our turn. We went in and the baby was going to be a baby girl. acually, baby girl twins! The next day I went to a new school, and no one knew the fact I was going to be soon called "The Pregnant Girl". Then I met a guy named Andrew, he was sweet and charming. after 3 weeks of being friends, he asked me out. I studdered to say yes, then I finally said it! YAY! But at the end of the date, I told him the truth. I said I was pregnant. He was shivering at first, then he reached in and kissed me. Suddenly everything seemed okay. My baby girls were going to be alright. Then 8 months later, soon to be 9 in 2 weeks, my water broke a month earlier. Sadly it was horrible. I was alone at the house. Then Andrew walked in and asked me how I was doing. Then I shouted "CALL 911!" and then he said No and drove me faster. Luckily, I have a supportive boyfriend. After that, My baby girls were delivered. Andrew sadly fainted in the ER room when Alyssa was coming out. haha. Alyssa and Ashley are my two daughters, both 6. I'm married to Andrew, and pregnant 6 months with John Erics. a single boy, and boy, Andrews happy! This is the story to stay strong even if its hard...know your angel is coming soon!!

Sarah

Mommy of America

my name is Sammy, got pregnant with my ex-boyfriend, James. I cried, after I took a pregnancy test from the doctors. (They give you one secertly:) and then I told my bff, immedently. So it all started on a Saturday night, me and my boyfriend were on a date, and he smiled at me, I smiled friendly back. I kissed him and thats when it all went...wrong. He deepened the kiss and I pushed him to the back of the car, and it pretty much signaled him "I'm ready." and at 5:00am, I arrived at home, James dropping me off. He smiled and said "bye babe." and drove himself home...I'd wanted to kiss him goodbye, but its like he was in a rush. for the next 4 weeks, throwing up went up on and on. One time I got sent home cause my teacher know I was sick. My mom took me to the doctor, and then...suddenly the doctors (privitely) asked me to take a pregnancy test...this was a werid, odd moment! I nodded and went to the bathroom, passing my mom, who asked me why I have a pregnancy test. I told her it was for a paninet, and I wanted to go to the bathroom, and the painet it over there. I'm also a great liarxD and...then I cried. lieing to my mom makes me cry so bad. and not wanting to know your pregnant has an advange. I took the test, and went back to the doctor, Mrs. Green. I looked at the test, and gave it to her. "How old are you?" She asked. "um...15..." I said. She looked at me and smiled. "Does you mom know you...had sex?" She asked. Mrs. Green has been my doctor since I was born, she was really there when I was born, but then she was moved jobs here. I was okay tell her the answers to "sex" questions. "No, she doesn't..." I answered. She looked at me. "Okay, well, lets look at your test sweetie, do you wanna look first or me?" She asked. "Well, I guess I will..." I said. I took the test out of the little box I put it back in and I closed my eyes, and looked at it. Then, it all went to hell. It was red, and positive. "Its...positive." I said. She hugged me and said it'll all be okay. She gave me a couple minuties to go tell my mom. "Mom...can I talk to you??" I asked. She looked worried. "Sure, is their something wrong?" She asked. I took her to a private room. "Mom, I'm...pregnant..." I said in a HUGE pause. She hugged me. "How?" She asked. "James of coruse is the father, and I'm the mother...and I was on BC...But James was so stupid not to use a condum..." and so my life did go on, and then I cried when I went in labor...now I'm with baby America, and she is 3 months old! YAY!

Sammy

Hurt

I am 14 years old. I thought I loved this guy but he didn't love me so I wanted to prove myself to him, by giving him everything.. When he stopped talking to me afterwards it hurt real bad.
I had a little crush on his friend, he came over and one thing led to another, I ended up having sex with someone i barely knew. When i recieved the news i was pregnant the good girl, one who never got in trouble. Nobody thought this would happen to me. I didnt think this could happen.
So i told my babys father, he took it quite well, said he would be there for me through it all. I respected him so much for that. Then came the time to tell my parents. I sat them down and i immediatly started to cry, they were like, "Whats wrong hunny?" I came out and told them, "Im pregnant."
They just looked at me. They were like are you joking. This cant be. They yelled at me, but they eventually came around.
My babys father came by everyday to make sure i was ok, he went to every doctors appointment. I was starting to fall in love with him.
The on October 13 we were sitting on my couch when my water broke so me and him were the only ones home, he rushed me to the hospital, and called my parents.. 7 hours later I was blessed with a beautiful baby girl. I was so happy, when i held baby Allia in my arms I knew it was real....
Months went by and my babys father was coming by everyday, but as time went by he just came by every once in a while. I spent alot of time with Allia. I didnt know I could love someone as much as i love her.

Its been 2 years, she has crown so fast, shes walking, and talking. She spends every other weekend with her father, the rest of the time she is usaully with me, unless he decides that day he would like to see her. I relise i may have ruined his life, he was 16 when he got that call.
But I am 16 now, living a not so normal life with my Allia. She is so much fun.. I cant wait until i find somebody who will love me and her.. Thats who I want to spend the rest of my life with.. I work part time, and my mother picks Allia up from daycare, when I get home at 5 o`clock shes always sitting by the door and the second i walk in she grabs my leg and says, "I love you mommy."
I love those 4 little words, mean so much.. Shes my little princess, my little angel. Ans she is still daddys little girl.. He loves her to death, but i dont think he is much of the father types.. But I love him just because he gave me my beautiful baby..
Allia loves me and her daddys soo much.. She tells me that everyday. Everytime her dad shows up just to see her out of nowere, her face lights up like she hasnt seen him in years.. I know he loves her, he tells me that everytime we talk.
Thats why he wants to finish school, so he can give me and her a better life.. Months went by and he started coming around more. I was kind of shocked.. He told me he loved me.. He was babys father, i loved him to. We tried to make a relationship work. What do you know? It did, we are happy as can be we have an apartment. Hes working full time so i can go to school, and then im woking part time.. I am happy with my family of 3..
Now its been 4 years since Allia was born, and we are still going strong. I am out of school, Allia is talking alot more. She loves to play outside. I look back and I just cant believe my little girl is 4 now.. Me and her father are still together we are so happy, someone i didnt even know became my best friend and the second most important thing in my life... My baby girl and her father mean everything. They are my world.. I am 18 now with a 4 year old daughter, and a 20 year old boyfriend.

I am happy as can be. My little girl is never a mistake nor a regret. Shes my eveything I would die for her.
But i delt with the looks, talking behinde my back, but it was all worth it in the end because i got the love of my life.

Shelbi

Being Around My Boyfriend

Hey im from Charlotte and by me being in middle school being around cute boys and having more friends then anything and many crushes i choose this one particular boy he was so cute to me but him being cute wasnt wat excited me it was his personality and how he made me feel he was always giving me advice about things i was ready to fuck up for others or sumtimes me... he always made me laugh which i liked i met him in 7th grade he was kinda soft and i didnt like that so all of sudden in 8th grade i start being ruff with him to see if he notice what i was doing.. i guess he noticed n he was trying his best but it still wasnt workin when we got in highschool older dudes start trying him n i was the only one to protect him so i was fightin for him so i finally messed around with him and ended up pregnant in december so we start falling out suddenly arguing over nuthing thats when he wanted to start acting hard n try me in lunch in front of my freinds ignoring me so i start talkin to this boy name keyon who welling to actually help me and was like tryna keep me from him... when my ec seen that i was really tryna make a change wit keyon he try to bring gurls in my face it wasnt working until he start dating this one gurl she was always tryna show off shit he bought ha i never was tryna depend on no man but i guess she was so me n ha start arguing every day to the point we start fightin one day n i was busted ha mouth and we went to jail wen i got home my stomach start hurtin worst then overy n my water broke i was crying n screaming i was home by myself me and my lil sista she was 16 and i was now 17 she didnt kno what to do so we drove to the hospital they had told me i was having a boy i was planing on nameing it Zamir i was in labor for 24 hrs of pain crying so when i pushed they annouced it was a girl i was so surprised i didnt know what to name her at first so i thought threw night for 2 nights str8 till i thought of Janasia and so i named her that im so happy wit my family now its just me and my baby and my new boo... keyon had to move back to newyork and my so call baby father trying to be here but not really he got his head thinkin he so hard which his not,.... i kno every one like whats my point but its that mistakes happen for a reason becuz im very happy wit the one i made and its a lesson learn stop think every close boyfren u got is so special and perfect and that they gone last for no matter what

Kim