Parker and I don't talk anymore. Neither do Aaron and I. Worst of all, Kylie barely hung out with me. We texted and had sleepovers, but at school, we didn't know each other. I spent my lunch in the library since I had no friends anymore, and since I was never hungry. School was so hard for me, that I eventually just dropped out. Mom homeschooled me.
And, my sibling-they just didn't understand. All of their opinions were different and scary.
"I knew this would happen", Dad said (Stepdad.)
"We're going to get through this," Mom said.
"I thought you could only have a baby if you have a husband," Lindsey says, confused.
"You had s-", Noah had started to gasp out.
"She's too young to be a mommy," Jaden says.
"Where do babies come from?", Asked Kenedy.
"But I'm the baby!", Complained Mckayla.
Everything was just so hard, and so dark, that I fell into depression.
When I was about 6 months pregnant when I started going to a Christian youth group for teen moms, where I met the very first person, other than my mom, who looked around me being pregnant.
Her name was Kara Barrer. She had just turned 15 and was also 6 months pregnant. She had been a victim of rape. But, being a strong Christian girl she kept pushing forward, away from the dreaded abortion, and into the world of hope.
There are only 4 girls in the group. Jennie, Ezra, Kara, and me.
Jennie's the oldest, at 17. 4 months pregnant and still with her boyfriend, Owen. He comes around sometimes, brings us girls Starbucks, and hangs out with us. He's a good guy.
Ezra's the youngest. Only 13. She was this close to choosing abortion when Jesus found her and guided her to here. She's due any day now, and she's praying hard for an easy delivery; just like the rest of us are.
Our leader's name is Hannah. She's a single mother of unplanned twins, at age 21. Hannah's one of the most confident Christians I've ever met, and she loves all of us so much.
Tonight, Kara's mom drove us all to the Hannah's house for our regular Tuesday meetings.
"Hi, girls," Hannah greets us, "Were going to be talking about the birth of our babies today, and how God'll be there the whole time ...".
In the middle of the session, Ezra raises her hand.
"Yes, Ez?", Hannah asks.
"How bad does it hurt?", She whispers.
"It depends. You'll all most likely be getting an epidural, which will take away most of the pain, but it varies. The contractions will hurt more and more as they grow closer, and the delivery will be painful, but just remember that our Lord is with us through".
Ding-Dong.
"Oh!", Hannah says, "That's my little brother. Austin. C'mon, I want you girls to meet him".
She opens the door, and my eyes instantly fall onto him.
His eyes are glued to me, and Hannah's smiling.
"Austin, this is Riley", She says, "Riley, Austin".
I don't take my eyes off of him.
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My baby: A Teen Pregnancy Story
Teen FictionShe was afraid to tell anybody. It was her problem, right? So why give that to someone else? She deserved it by far. She was the one who had made it happen, whether or not she liked it, that was the way it was. How she was going to get through this...
