The day I found out I was pregnant it was like a big explosion when I told my parents,my parents wouldn't even speak to me I felt all alone .The next day I came home from school and my  mother told me that we were going out,so I went.When we pulled up to an abortion clinic.I cried the whole time we were there .When the doc came in I got up and left ,my mom came after me and "Either you get this abortion or you get out of my house".So I made the hardest decision of my life to kill my baby.I cried all night ,I didn't eat,sleep,even go to school.But, when I did get the strength to go back to school people were calling me all kind of 'baby killer'names.Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like if I kept the baby.I would have a three year old.I thank my mom for saving my life.I realize that people call you names for killing your baby they're not going to take of it,and feed,buy pampers,and clothe it,it's all on the mother