March 3rd

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     Today is the day. I'm sitting in the waiting room of the planned pregnancy clinic next to my mom who is mad at me because of those decision I made. I caught her last night looking at cribs on the computer crying and my dad hugging her. "I just wanted to be a grandma," she whispered as she clicked the next button to see another model of the same thing. Man I feel bad. But I couldn't have this baby anyway. We can't afford it.

     "Leanah," the doctor calls and I'm numbly walking to the office where I'll have the surgery.

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