My life was coming to an end.
No one was is going to want me.
No one would want to be my friend.
All of the school would ignore me as if I were a piece of trash in the hallway.
I would become a nobody, a worthless object taking up space.
I swollow hard, trying to hold back the tears that blinded my eyes, distorting my vision. My hands tremble roughly as I hold the long stick in my right hand between my pointer, middle, and thumb finger. My heart has sank to my feet, hopelessness captivating me in an instant.
Why did this have to happen to me? Why did I have to get pregnant? This is suppose to happen to people who arn't careful, who don't respect themselves! Not someone who was careful, and who respected herself, making sure she wanted to lose her virginity to her only boyfriend that she had been dating alittle over a year! This kind of thing just... doesn't happen to people like me!
I could no longer hold in my tears. They were far too strong, taking ahold of my emotions and twisting them hard. I lost it then, collapsing onto the cold tile floor, sobs erupting from my swollen-feeling throat.
I was done.
I was competely done.
