I Got Pregnant as a Sophmore

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Scenario: I had become a pregnant sophomore and was wondering what to do. I was so confused about my pregnancy now that Jack had said that he had nothing to do with it and he did not want to se me ever again. How stupid was I, to go with everything he had to say, otherwise I would not be in this dilemma. Not even my parents knew about this. I kept on asking myself if I had to assure them. I thought maybe the best thing was to kill myself before anyone found out about this, but it would not solve anything only depression piled in the walls of my brain that I was not able to concentrate or think of what I was doing. Only God knew what I was going through. It was only a week after I realized I was pregnant. I once had an idea of having the baby and put it up for adoption but I thought it would only be devilish of me to give away my child for lotto when I was still alive, but still I had no other option but to either do that or abort the baby or kill both of us after the birth. I knew I needed help right away but I could not accept that at the moment since I decided to keep it totally confidential. Doing this only made me ride a bicycle in the mud, I was not going anywhere with it. My teenage years were pretty much like olive seed and I really assumed this was the end of my precious but ruined life, altogether. I regretted the minute I was born. Only thinking about what was going to happen next made my head spin like a roller coaster. I would throw up and I lost a lot of weight. My life was truly a jigsaw puzzle, there was nothing I could think of that would bring me back to the real world as I knew it. This was totally fiction, starring unprofessional actors and directors considering the fact that I was acting in every scene... ... middle of paper ... ...and be assertive whenever I am with anyone not to give in just like that because this is what got me into the unexpected ?session.? Going through this was not a pleasant thing at all in my whole life. I think the other important lesson was that life can change and make your life miserable because of unwise decision making. As I experienced this as a teen it was quite difficult but I also thought of how the single mothers (32) managed it, having economical hardships and all that and I realized I had to let the fetus burn before I would introducer her (I thought) into the devil?s hell with everlasting pain and unhealed sores. One thing for sure I have lost my virginity and self-esteem but life goes on and I thank God it wasn?t an STD instead. I will try and I will be more careful in the future if I ever think of having a relationship gain after what I?ve been through.

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