December 8th, 2010
I have not been feeling well, and I do not know why. I told my friend all the symptoms today. She told me I need to take a pregnancy test. I was so frightened, but I got it over with. The results were positive. I didn't want to believe it at first so I took another one. It came up positive again. I had to finish off the school day in complete shock and fear. I didn't know what to do. I can't believe I was so stupid that night. I must have been too drunk. I told my friend Karen after school and she stayed with me until I had to go home. I cried the rest of the night.
December 9, 2010
I woke up from crying all night. I walked downstairs and my mom and dad were sitting at the kitchen table. I knew I had to tell them right then and there. I opened my mouth to speak and nothing came out. They knew something was up. I told them, and they were in complete shock. The room was silent for a while. And then we eventually talked about the entire situation, and I realized my mistake. Later that day, after my parents calmed down, they wanted to inform me on facts about teen pregnancy. My parents told me that "91% of parents want teens to be taught that the best choice for sexual intercourse is to be linked to love, intimacy, and commitment. These qualities are most likely to occur in a faithful marriage" (Martin). I know they want me to have a quality and faithful relationship, so my baby can have all the support it needs and so can I.
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