Dear Diary August 17th 2014

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Dear Diary, August 17th, 2014

I went and told my mom about the baby , I've been thinking a lot and I decided I'm gonna keep it . I'm not sure yet on how I'm going to obtain the essentials for raising a baby but I can't give up. I want this baby to grow up happy, with no worries. School is closing in and my stress levels have sky rocketed. I made my way from my room, down to the kitchen where a sink full of dirty dishes caught my eye. Groaning I trudged over and set to work. Once everything was washed and dried I ventured into the office and found the safe hidden behind a painting. Putting in the combination I peeked inside to find that my dad hasn't touched the stacks of money, my family isn't poor and we don't struggle for money. My mom was a profound doctor while my father was one of the best lawyers in the country, before he got into drinking that is. I closed the safe and exited the office, locking the door behind me. If I was going to care for this baby then I needed all the support I could get ...

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