Teenage Pregnancy Stories Novels & Stories

I didn't do anything wrong, it's not my fault he's eight years older than i am. I really am pathetic for begging people not to leave me, even when they were the ones who wronged me. Tears of embarrassment escape as I run out of an Apartment building for the second time in less than twelve hours. Even amidst the pain, one thing scared me the most. I could be pregnant right now. We never used protection. And with how rotten my luck is, I'm sure I am pregnant. Fuck. How does a seventeen years old, high schooler handle being pregnant.

That was all I cared about—me. “Challenge accepted.” I giggled, my head slowly tilting as I felt the booze kicking in. “Keep it real,” he shrugged. “I’m not a writer; I don’t have time to craft stories. My mom was a whore, literally. I was just one of those crazy-ass kids who didn’t wanna get aborted, so she kept me.” I glanced at him as I brought the cup's rim to my lips while he listened intently. I took a sip, continuing my “autobiography.” “I never met my dad, so I never got to ask him why he didn’t use protection. Anyway, during my sophomore year of high school, my mom's boyfriend took advantage of me. I got pregnant, and my mom kicked me out when the bitch heard that the baby daddy was

I looked at the girl to finish the sentence in the eyes. "I was fifteen." Her reply shocked me. Once she noticed I was left with no words, she continued, “Actually, I was ra*** when I was fifteen by my fellow classmate and got pregnant. I decided I did not want that child, so I did what I had to do, I aborted it and then I got pregnant again with my boyfriend’s baby when I was seventeen.” Now it all made sense, but she went through so much at such a young age, yet here she was, smiling and giggling.

I turn to her and rush to her, I embrace her tightly. "Aunt, I don't wanna get pregnant!" I cried on her shoulder. She pats my back gently. "Why?" Jenna, Joyce and Eleanor sits on the bed too... they're surrounding me. "I don't wanna have a baby now, I'm too young to be a mother!" Aunt chuckles lightly, she lifts me off her and wipe my tears. "Who said you're too young?" I look down at myself. "Aunt, I'm just in high school, I can't get pregnant yet... I hate being pregnant in high school"

Tears kept streaming down my face as I felt my cheat tightening, where am I to start from, I had never had the thought of becoming a mother at the age of twenty five, I never thought I would get pregnant at an early age. Figures who could have thought the girl who lived by her own rules would get pregnant at an early stage with an unknown Father. Life isn't a bed of roses, Nate had made promises upon promises to me and, at the end, left me for my sister... If only the betrayal incident hadn't take place, if only Nate hadn't broke me and shattered me into pieces then I wouldn't have tried to forget all about it and decide to go get wasted in a club. So touching how mine turned out to be this

She smacked my face. “Madam, what do you think you are doing?” the deputy exclaimed, startled by her sudden aggression. My mom turned to the deputy and replied, “Don’t listen to this slut! She refused to go to school and got pregnant. She had an abortion when she was barely sixteen. Not only that, she completely dropped out of school and continued fooling around with hoodlums who only do drugs and have sex…” She burst into tears, lamenting pathetically as she spoke. I stared at her, dazed. I never knew she could fabricate such a sob story from thin air. I was shocked into silence, unable to utter a word.

The man was now serving ten years. I clicked on the next video. This one featured a teenager who'd gotten pregnant from her assault. She'd kept the baby—a decision her family had supported but that she now regretted. The interview showed her struggling to care for a toddler she couldn't bond with, couldn't love, because every time she looked at her child she saw her rapist.

he was clueless of his brother's behavior. * Ruby was in constant state of frustration and anxiety. She couldn't guess what was changed in her. Until she remembered the violent sex she had with Dawson that night. They always had unprotected sex, which gave her many more reasons of this wrenched state. She didn't know how to check herself without anyone's help. If she was pregnant then it was not just misfortune but calamity for her. She remembered when she was in high school, there was a girl in her class who had a affair with a boy and in result she became pregnant at such a young age. Her parents disowned her and no one accepted her in the society and then she had to marry that guy.

She paused for a minute before she started again, "My family had never heard of the word, cryptic pregnancy until I went into labour. The doctor explained it to me and my family just hours before I gave birth. Everyone was shocked, myself included. I was just eighteen years old then and never saw it coming. I had sex when I was under the influence of alcohol. The details of the sexual encounter were foggy and that didn't help my case when everyone was asking me while I was in labour who was responsible for the pregnancy. All I could remember was entering the back of a van with a young man. Everything about it was completely foggy, I didn't know who the person was or what happened between us

"You don't have to tell me anything. I'm just worried about you." She took a deep breath and focused on the way his body sheltered hers in their reflection. For these moments, she wanted to lean on him. Let him be the strong one, because she was tired. So very tired. "When I was nineteen, I got pregnant and my parents decided I would have an abortion. I didn't want to, but I also didn't think I had an option at the time. It's my life's biggest regret. And now here I am faced with these other children I have no power in helping, and..."