Where were you?

Revealed

Sunday May 9. 9:10pm
A teen's nightmare.

Oh no, I'm dead! This can't be happening, please, I can't break this news to her, it will tear her heart to pieces. Can you tell her? Please, I asked my sister-in-law. This was not supposed to happen. I am supposed to make her proud, but now I am doomed.

I am ashamed of myself and maybe that is the reason he left me. Maybe he was ashamed of me at birth. Well this was how I felt. I am not good enough, I whispered this to myself. She has taken on both roles and sacrificed greatly to ensure that I was Ok. I failed her, Just as he disappointed me I disappointed her. What have I done.... sigh.

I was already two months pregnant when I found out. I was at school one morning when my uniform zipper burst open, I shared it with my friend Samantha who followed me to the Home and family management room to get it stitched.

On our way back to class she smiled and asked, " How did your uniform burst open like that? Are you getting fat or you're pregnant?"I smiled nervously and said, '' I don't know. I have missed my period but I thought it was just an issue I had with blood. She told me to get a pregnancy test just to be sure.

I honestly thought I did have a blood issue as my mom was feeding me beetroot ever since I told her I missed my period. I wonder why she didn't have me do a test immediately. She trusted me and this is why I don't have the guts to tell her.

I asked Samantha please not to say anything to anyone. As we walked down the corridor I felt as if I was going to suffocate as the uniform was extremely tight!

As we entered the classroom, I could feel the suspicion on some of my classmate's faces as they stared at me. Some were even whispering and asking Samantha questions behind my back. Luckily she was a good friend that could keep a secret. She did and said everything she could to distract them and it worked...

May 12 11:00pm.

On my way home from school, I bought a pregnancy test. I could not wait to go home and try it. This was my first time doing this. You can just imagine how curious I was.

There was no better place or person to do this with but at my boyfriend's house. I hid the test until he was available. One evening we sat together and talked about it and by his response, I could tell he was ok with either outcome. This gave me a sense of comfort with him but on the contrary, I sighed heavily.

After completing the test my heart pounds, i held it wrapped in tissue paper for a few minutes to avoid looking.

I tried building a conversation with him. It didn't take very long for him to lose patience.

Trevor: "where is the test? "

Sighed, "I did it but I'm afraid to look at it."

Trevor :"cut the crap and get it over with, whatever it is we will have to face it."

With a pounding heart beat in glance, I paused for about 10 seconds as tears flowed down my cheeks, I shove it to him and turned my back. As I cried my eyes out, he hugged me and we cuddled on the floor.

This was the end for me at William Knibbs memorial high school. I am now gonna be a mother, unfortunately.

My life is over.

The news was finally broken to my mom by my sister-in-inlaw and as I anticipated she was terrified. We had a meeting and the discussion was for him to have me do an abortion because it's a must that I complete school.

He got angry and said, "do whatever you feel like doing, I'll pay". Immediately I knew that wasn't gonna be an option. I will not agree to it. I did not. My daughter is now in her teenage years and I never regret bringing her.