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I look up with the tears in my eyes. I see him walk all around the room. Thinking.

"Look maybe you should get rid of it. " get rid of it. It was a fucking human In my stomach. But I'm not ready to be a mother.

"I'll think about it. "

"No you don't fucking think about it you get rid of that shit. I don't want a kid and you don't need one. I'm 22 I need to live not come home to some little bitch who can't even stop herself from getting pregnant.

"I'll get rid of it I promise. " I say.

"Great and next time don't call me ask your family there rich aren't they. "

"Yeah but-"

"No buts I'm going to go and don't call me again. If you do you'll regret it and I promise you that. "He says and walks out.

I lay on my bed thinking how I was going to get rid of the baby.

After a long time of thinking I grab my keys and go. I was on my way to the hospital.

I was going to get rid of the baby.

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