Personal Narrative Essay: The Day I Was Pregnancy

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The day I found out I was pregnant, I knew my life would be changed forever. It was the day my childhood ended. Every decision I made would not only affect me, but also affect my unborn child. A million thoughts ran through my head. How would I, at 17-years-old, be able to provide for a baby? I didn’t have much help. My mother, my child’s grandmother, passed away in 2010, and my father has never been in my life. I was basically on my own. I knew I would need to turn my life around and take responsibility for my actions. This was my fault, I made these decisions and I will do anything it takes to make sure I will be able to care for my baby. I needed to get back into school. I needed to get a job. I definitely needed to quit my bad habits. At…show more content…
After about 10 minutes or so, I finally convinced myself that it had to be done. The previous couple weeks I had constant stomach pains, and in a way, I knew the source of them, but didn’t want to believe it. But I had to be sure. As I walked in the doors, I felt like everything was in slow motion. I walked to aisle 4, picked up a pregnancy test and walked to the register to spend my last 8 dollars on a test that would determine my future. I drove home asking myself what I was going to do. As I walked in the door my grandmother asked me what was wrong. I told her that I wasn’t feeling well and went in my room. I sat on the bed staring at the test. I decided to text my boyfriend and tell him I had bought one. I didn’t wait for a reply before I walked to the bathroom. I sat there, in a half-there-half-not state of mind. after 15 minutes or so, I opened the box and took the test. On the box it said it was suppose to take 10-15 minutes to show up, but almost immediately I saw those 2 red lines. My heart sank. I didn’t know what to or who to tell. Maybe it was a false positive? I doubted it. I texted my boyfriend and told him to come home, we needed to talk. I want to be able to say that we were both ecstatic and couldn’t conceal our happiness, but that wasn’t exactly the case. We were both terrified. We couldn’t believe it was true. We both knew that life would…show more content…
I immediately stopped drinking, something I had come accustomed to doing every weekend. I forced myself to quit smoking cigarettes, which I had been doing since I was 12 years old. I didn’t even think about picking up another pill, which I had been doing occasionally since my mother had died. I didn’t want to allow anything to hurt my baby. The next thing that I did was tried to re enrolled in school. I was dropped that school year for missing too many days. I decided going to school wasn’t nearly as important as getting a few extra hours of sleep. I gave up. Even after pleading with counselors and telling them my situation, the school wouldn’t let me start in the middle of the year. I wouldn’t be able to start til the next school year. I would be a second year senior, and I wouldn’t be able to finish school before my daughter was born. This made me angry. My daughter would be less than a month old when I needed to start school. How would I be able to leave her? I thought about not going. How hard would it be for me to get a GED? My boyfriend quickly put that idea to rest. He explained to me that I needed to get my diploma. He wanted both of our child’s parents to have a diploma. I would not take the easy way out. We were able to find a nice apartment in Ottawa. I payed a little over 6 months rent in advance with settlement money I got from a car accident. After I used most of
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