Novel & Cerita Pregnant Teenage

After hour of waiting The doctor called me Congratulations madam,you are one month gone He said and I became confused I don't understand I said I mean you are one month pregnant He repeated and his words keep on ringing in my ears Am having a tiny being inside me Am pregnant with my baby And I don't know the father I said in my mind crying If you don't want the baby we can easily abort it The doctor said You must be mad doc,you want me to abort my child,my little baby God forbid I said and ran out of the hospital to cry my eyes out I arrived at home and saw my aunt back She walked to me and look at me strangling What are you hiding She asked Nothing aunt I said trying to hide the pregnancy p

a soft smile graces her face and I take one more deep breath, summoning the courage to tell her everything. “Nova you’re going to be an Auntie, I’m pregnant and it’s twins” I watch as her eyes go wide and her mouth opens with shock, before a wide grin forms on her face. She pulls me into a big hug and starts placing kisses in my hair. “Calla I can’t believe it you’re pregnant oh my God Apollo and you must be super excited I can’t wait to meet my nieces or nephews or niece and nephew. Apollo is gonna be such a great Papa” her words make me happy yet sad and I didn’t even realize I’d began to cry.

Pregnant. “Fuck,”

It had made her coming to me that much easier. She had nowhere else to go back then; I'd seen to it. Alone and pregnant as a teenager whose family had kicked her out and whose neighbors saw her as soiled goods in the backward town where she'd been born, my offer was the best she was going to get. It was the happiest day of my life, even though she refused to get rid of the brat in her belly.

Never cooked one dinner. Growing up in a housing project, she’d learned early about the consequences of dating the wrong man. Unwanted pregnancies had just been the beginning. She’d known several girls who’d been raped and abused by their boyfriends. Linda Monroe had been one of those girls. She’d become pregnant at fourteen, but she hadn’t had to worry about making the choice of keeping the baby or not. Her father, drunk on a week-long binge, had beaten Linda so severely when he’d learned she was pregnant that she’d miscarried.

Smiling with every detail I mention. Sometimes it’s hard to believe that I’m a mother. A teenage mom at that, since I got pregnant at sixteen, gave birth at seventeen so this year I’m supposed to turn eighteen. I had never imagined getting pregnant early and when I woke up pregnant I cursed myself for not taking precaution during and after having sex with Liam. But after I held her in my arms all those regrets disappeared because she became the best part of my world. “Wait, did you say blue eyes?” Kim asks, never missing a thing.

Keisha At the tender age of eighteen, Mama's life took a tumultuous turn when she found herself facing the daunting reality of pregnancy. It wasn't the joyous anticipation of motherhood that most young women experience; instead, it was the result of a horrifying assault by someone she trusted. Mama's dark past, marked by trauma and adversity, became the crucible in which her strength was forged.

A few minutes of silence passed and Kaia took a deep breath. "I was 18 when I met this really cute boy who was a senior at some other high school. I loved him and I thought he loved me too. But I was wrong!" Kaia's voice trembled a bit and she cleared her throat. "Two months later, I found out I was pregnant and I told him. He went crazy and told me he wanted nothing to do with me if I didn't get rid of the baby. My parents already hated me and when they found out they kicked me out. I had to live on the streets for the next 5 months, struggling to eat and stay home."

I read the subtitles at the bottom of the frame, as I waited for the receptionist to respond. "Okay, ma'am. You need to make payment first, I'm assuming you'd like to get the pill?" "Yes, please." I said. "Alright." My attention was more on the television than the call I was on. The woman in the interview was talking about her experiences as a single teenage mom. In the short time I had been watching, I'd gathered she had gotten knocked up at fifteen, and was forced to keep it by her family. "Ms. Thompson, I'll need you to come in at the clinic. We don't just issue out the pill like this, we need to verify that you are in fact pregnant, determine how far gone you are, and discuss your health