I am only thirteen and I know what it’s like to watch someone you love walk away.

“Maybe,” I always think to myself, “-maybe if they were still here, this never would have happened.” I never had someone to look up to… Yet, I have two older brothers and one sister. My oldest brother left me for the military when I was only eight. On the other hand… My other brother is still in the military fighting with the U.S. Navy. I haven’t seen him since Christmas. My sister, the one that I should be the closest to, had welcomed me to something, at the time, I didn’t know was wrong. A gang. When I found that out, I stopped going with my sister. Instead, I went out with my best friend, at the time, or locked myself away in my room. Now that was a long time ago. I’m going into my first year of high school next year. December 4th is my last class for a modeling company. As a child, BOTH parents were drunks.

Now, only my mother has stayed on that bad habit. My Dad is now a heavy nicotine addict. I always have the smell lingering off my clothes. I’ve found a boy… I really love him. I know this because I have never felt like this before. In the middle of that one subject that you don’t need to listen to in order to pass it, all I can think about is him. Science. I find it the easiest stuff in the world. Rocks. Elements. Atoms. Cells. Everything is soooo simple. It doesn’t help that our teacher is “going through puberty again” so his voice always squeaks. This boy knows exactly what to say, no matter what mood I’m in to make me smile. To make me happy. We ALWAYS joke around with each other. We fight, but in a healthy relationship, you fight.

…But then something happened…

I took three tests, two out of the three said it was positive. I went to the doctor to make sure I wasn’t getting paranoid. I wasn’t anywhere near “paranoid” I was actually pregnant. With Twins.