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I thought that getting pregnant at 14 was a one in a million chance. Obviously, I wasn’t well educated on that subject. I didn’t know that it would happen so quickly.
“Oh god, he’s going to kill me,” I said to myself. I took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom stall. “Well?” asked my best friend, Kate. “I’m pregnant,” I said, fighting back the tears. “Aw, it’s going to be alright,” Kate hugged me tight. The tears ran down my cheek, nearly soaking her shoulder. All I could think about was Tim. What was he going to think? I only did it to make him happy. “Do you want to go to class?” Kate asked me.
“No”
“Okay, well I'm going to go cause i have to make up a test.”
“That’s fine”
Kate walked out of the bathroom. I sunk down to the floor, leaning up against the stall door. I dug my quivering arms into my stomach to ease the feeling of throwing up.
I didn’t feel like going to the rest of my classes, but i did eventually have to leave the bathroom. Girls kept walking in and giving me weird looks because they saw the pregnancy test sitting next to me. I wrapped the test up in a paper towel and threw it away. I felt guilty and displeased looking at it.
To be continued :)