The Test ResultsLuke Hemmings

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I was devasted when my test results came back. This can't be true. They must of misplaced everything. Confused me with someone else. I am only 16. I am so ashamed of myself and I'm sure my mum will be as well. How am I supposed to tell her? I can't decide which is the better option. Shall I tell her gently or just get straight to the point? Either way I'll still have to tell her.

I know what I will do. I'll keep it a secret for as long as I possibly can so it give me the chance to see what I can do. As around for some advice.

I walk down the same street where I had committed the mistake. This place sets no good example or high standards for the youth today. Due to all the anger, confusion and stress I feel, I head towards the beach. This is the last place I went with my sister before she died and the only place that fills me with anything resembling happiness.

As I finally approach the beautiful beach I am already feeling calmer, more relaxed. The golden sun glistens in the early evening light and the soft waves lap against the shore seducing me into the magical land I remember ever since I have as small. I head for the edge of the water, feeling the cooling sensation of the sea and feel the heat of the sun on my face. The sand is gritty against my feet and I can hear innocent children laughing and screaming as they play. I wish I could be a child again. With no cares or worries. I suddenly feel very tired so I lay on the warm sand and drift off into a deep sleep.

Suddenly I am woken up by a shadow passing across my face and, as i open my eyes, a dog towers over me and begins the lick my face. I am surprised to see that the day has ended and moonlight shines across the landscape. It guides me from the beach and leads me on my journey home.

Thoughts come crashing into my head again as I remember my test results and my steps slow down.

I take my final footsteps before I enter the bottom of my garden. My heart starts to beat faster in my chest like a drum. I am so worried about telling my mum. I don't even want to imagine how she will react. Just the thought of it made me sick. I slowly tiptoe to the front door, my hands begin to tremble as I am reach for the knocker. 'Knock knock knock' my mum opened the door. She smiled down to me, "did you forget your keys again hunny?" I nodded, too scared to even talk. She looked at me, giving me a funny look. "Are you ok?" I shook my head. "Mum I need to tell you something"

We both walked into the kitchen and sat down. Before words even came out of my mouth, I began to cry. "Darling, what's wrong? Your scaring me?" I was just as scared as her. Scared that she will be so ashamed of me. "Mum, I'm pregnant"

She looked at me and then down to the table. I saw tears hitting the table. This is what I was so afraid of. "Crystal, how did this happen? So early. You're only 16" I had felt like I had disappointed her, and there nothing I could do to fix it. " I'm so sorry, mum. I didn't mean for it to happen" she looked at me and smiled, but I could still see the disappointment in her eyes. "Well, what's done is done. You are going to have to live with it. It being your daughter or son. I am a bit disappointed, but you're still my daughter and I love you no matter what" I looked at her, she was still smiling. I stood up and she pulled me into a hug. I now knew that my mom would be there for me not matter what.