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...
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