Why Me?

What was I going to do? My mom was going to freak out on me. Oh no! Not my Dad,   he is going to kill me. I have no idea what I am going to do?   Who is going to be there for me and help me get through all this.


At this point I had no idea what to do. I sat in my room crying and praying to God to get me through all of this and give me courage to tell someone what was going on.


“Tina,” I barely said crying to my sister as she answered her cell phone.


“What’s wrong?” My sister replied.


“Tina.. I need to talk to you please help me.. I’m scared,” I said hysterically crying.    


“ Why Maria? What is going on? Where are you ?” she asked in bothered manner.


  “ I’m here at home.   Please don’t be mad at me, I need you,” I said barely even enunciating my words.


“Maria, I need you to calm down, hon tell me what’s going on,” she said in a soothing concerned voice.


“Tina,” I said with tears pouring out my eyes. “I found out that….well I’m pregnant.”


“Oh honey, are you sure?   I’ll make a doctors appointment for sure, but until we know for


sure don’t say anything.   So calm down and I’ll call you later.   I love you,” Tina told me.


“I love you too! Thanks.” I said with a new feeling of comfort.  


I know my sister would be there for me, but I was astonished in how understanding she was about this.   She went with me to the doctor and when we found out that I was ten week into my pregnancy.   She talked to me about all the options.   It was clear to me that it would be hard to have a baby so young, but I knew I had to keep my angel, I would have to face the consequences of my actions.


The next two weeks were the longest weeks of my life knowing in seven months I would be having my own little angel.   Right then I knew I had to change my life.


I tried to get back in the jest of things at school but there was no way I could pass with all that I had...