Everyone told me I wasn't, but I just knew. My 17th birthday's coming up and I was hesitating to get a pregnancy test. Finally, my two best friends dragged me out of bed one morning and we went to Planned Parenthood. Two hours later my life changed.
It's kind of amazing the feeling of being sixteen and just finding out you're pregnant. I was freaking out inside, but I couldn't help rub my belly and be sentimental. The father of the baby was my amazing boyfriend and, like all high school sweethearts, we planned to spend our lives together. I knew, however, what my heart and mind were telling me. I made an appointment for three days later to get a medical abortion. After I made the appointment it seemed like everyone turned their back on me. Three days later I felt so alone and so guilty that I was doing this, but I knew it was for the best.
They wouldn't let my mom come in with me, so when I went in for the ultrasound, I sat and cried my heart out and cried worse when I snuck a peek at the little picture. Still, I went through with it, and I'm glad I did. Not just for me, but for my boyfriend, my mom, my friends, and the baby.