Chapter 1

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I walk the halls of the school. One hand resting on the top of my six month pregnant belly. I'm late for class. Although I have a week left of high school, it still seems to take a while to go by. As for why I'm late, I ate something my baby didn't agree with so I was in the bathroom. People stare at me as they pass. I get dirty looks for being 18 and pregnant. It's not my fault I didn't ask for this. But in today's society I did ask for it. I finally arrive in my second to last period class. The teacher stares at me. "Take a seat Ms. Heather," she says. I nod and take my seat. I remain quiet in all of my classes ignoring stares from all the popular kids. Although one of which is why I'm like this today. My name is Heather Grace Stetson. I have long black hair and sea blue eyes. I remember the worst day of my life like it was yesterday. The scariest day follows suit. The constant reminder is with me everyday and grows steadily. Nobody would want someone like me. A victim with a "consequence". My parents ignore me. So I live on my own. I haven't seen them since all this happened. I've learned to live with the fact I'll be forever alone. I mean, after all who wants a girl with a baby?

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