My Dad Works Second Shift, So He Has To Wait Till He Got Home To Talk To Me About What Happen OVer The Weekend I Stayed With My Boyfriend. I Didn't Want To Talk About it I Was Sad And Guilty At The Same Time. My Dad Was Very Upset With Me. The Next Day We Called Clinics And Called My Doctor Non Stop To Immediately Get Me In. A Couple Days Later She Did She Prescribed A Pill. It Was My Choice Whether Or Not To Take It. I Would Have To Go Back In A Week Later For A Pregnancy Test. I Took The Pill Because I Felt like I Had No Choice And My Sister Was Already Pregnant And It Would be Hectic If There Were Two Babies In The House. I Should Of Told My Boyfriend And At least Help Me Make The Decision. Truth Was We Weren't Ready For A Baby. We Didn't Have Jobs, Vehicles, Or License But For Me I Was To Young For All That. I Was Only 14. Of Course I Loved Babies But I Felt Like If I Was Pregnant I Wouldn't Be Able To Support It Because As I Said I Had No Job.
