This isn’t for the world, this is a journal for myself. But you’re welcome to know my story.

Friday, April 23 started the beginning of possibly nothing. My boyfriend of nearly 8 months and I decided to give it a try. We had been planning it for a while since we decided we were meant for each other. Well, it turns out the rubber broke. He about died he was freaking out so bad. Meanwhile, I decided he was freaking over nothing. But eventually, I started to worry. He couldn’t sleep or eat or even really concentrate. But he knows one thing, and that is that he loves me and nothing could tear us apart. Even though he blames himself for all the things that might happen, I see absolutely no fault. I just see a bright path, including a beautiful child we made together or another bright path leading to it when we are older and more prepared. I am 16 and a Junior in high school. He is 17 and a Junior in high school.

Yes, we are young. Yes, we have a small chance of making it together. But YES, I believe no matter what everything will work out. My mom supports us, however she is real laid-back. We’re waiting to tell his parents until we know if I am or not. There is so many cons to me being pregnant if I am. But there is so many pros.

Here begins the beginning of my wait. I will test in 9 days, wish me luck…