I had just got back from a trip from Vegas. I went for my birthday, to see my Godmother. I turned 17.

The trip was long and hot, and more, so I was nauseated the whole while. Which was new for me because I never get sick in the stomach. When I went to school that Monday, very one began to notice changes, besides the nausea. I was sleeping and wasn’t my full energetic self. And one of my teachers had asked if everything was OK. I told him what I was feeling and asked if I might be pregnant. Then it was like o crap.. I called one of my cousins and she took me to the doctor’s. The results were in but because I was a minor, they wanted me to come in and get the results and for that, I needed an appt. It was set for November 18. In the whole weekend that I was waiting for the test results, my emotions were up and down. What if I was? What am I going to do? Or I am not? I am just making myself feel this way?

Nov 18 came around and I sat in the chair alone, thinking he is just going to tell me its negative and it will all be ok. I’ll take some std test and it will all be fine. Everything seemed worse because I was alone. Turned out I was pregnant… I cried almost instantly, the feeling is unexplainable. I talked to a social worker about the different options that were available to me. I remember walking out and thinkin o shit, this is really happening, this is for real!! I called my aunt and of course the baby’s father. Of course, he didn’t answer. When I got to my aunt’s house, she gave me a piece of her mind. I was still in shock about the situation. I knew I had to tell my dad and the sooner the better. But first, I had to talk to the baby’s dad.

I finally got him to answer, and the first thing that came out of his mouth when I told him the test came out positive was well, let’s get an abortion. I was so mad. I told him I couldn’t do that, I couldn’t live with that forever. He told me was going to be there for me and the baby. My dad finally got there, and we took a walk and that’s were I told him I was pregnant. He told me it was time for me to get ready to be a parent and step up and do the things I am going to do. He would support me but not do anything for me. I knew that but regardless I was still in so much shock. I didn’t know what to think.

All I knew was I am 17 and pregnant…Damn……