I was 15 years old and so much in love. Me and my boyfriend had been dating close to 8 months and it seemed so perfect until I told him I might be pregnant.

All he could say was you better get rid of it and make it go away. I was so hurt. Around that same time, my parents were lookin’ to relocate and I didn’t dare breathe a word of this to them… I was lost and confused and hurt all at the same time. My boyfriend gave me a single pill and told me to take it, that it would take care of our problems… I took it that Friday and nothing happened. I didn’t know what to think and then that Saturday, we had finished moving all our stuff and Sunday, we went to church…

After church that Sunday, I was cramping so bad it felt like someone was stabbing a knife into my stomach… I went to the bathroom and I was bleeding so bad like I had never bled in my life… I just broke down. I could feel the life draining from my body… It was over… I told my boyfriend and he said good, you took care of it. And he was happy while I was standin’ there with tears running down my face…

Needless to say, we broke up but to this day, I live with that pain….