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I graduated high school two months ago, in June. A week before graduation I was in a doctors office with my boyfriend, Chris, listening to the doctor tell us I was two weeks pregnant. I already knew I was pregnant, because I took a store bought test the day before. I just came to the doctor to get it confirmed.

Chris was happy, I was happy, we were both happy about the baby. What scared me was my family's reaction to the news. Unlike Chris' family mine wasn't going to be happy about me being pregnant at 18. So, I decided to leave and not tell them.

So, here I two months later, packing after I told my family I was leaving for Indianapolis, Indiana. Chris and I have been planing this move since he graduated last year. He took a gap year, so that we can go to college together, since we planned on going to the same school. Luckily we both got into IUPUI (Indiana University–Purdue University Indianapolis). The pregnancy put the plan into motion quicker than planned.

I didn't tell any of my family about my baby. I don't want to hide my pregnancy, but I don't want to deal with all the judgmental things they'll say. I've just packed my last suitcase, Chris is picking me up after everybody in the house goes to bed. Choosing to leave while everyone is asleep was easier for me. I didn't tell them when I was leaving when I told them my plans, I just kept saying I haven't decided yet.

It's now 3am, and Chris just texted that he's at the door. "Come on", I said as I pulled him through the house and into my room, so that he can help me with my bags.

Once we got both of my suitcases in the car, I went back into the house to leave a note for my mom. I walked out of my room and into the room my nephew was currently sleeping in. I watched him sleep for a minute and told him that 'I love him' before walking out the room, with tears in my ears. My nephew was the hardest to leave, he was just a month old.

Locking the house on my way out, I put my key in the mailbox. I walked over to Chris, who was leaning against the side of the car. He wiped the tear that fell from my eye and hugged me. I kissed him before getting into the car.

Somewhere in the 3-4 hour drive I fell asleep. Chris woke me up after we parked at our new apartment. He opened my door and grabbed my hand to help me out the car. Our apartment was already furnished, because we come a week prior and put all our furniture together.

"Let's start our new life"!