Pacing back and forth in my tiny bathroom, I checked my iPod once again. It told me 2:30 AM. Only two more minutes until this tiny little stick sitting on my counter shows me the small little negative sign I was hoping for. Just then, a notification popped up on my screen, a message from my best friend, Blake. Blake: Hey Dawn! :D whatcha up to? Me: hi Blake Blake: You okay? Before I replied, I looked over to the counter, at the small stick, only to see the one thing I was really hoping I wouldn't. I feel like my heart just dropped down to my stomach. I feel like I'm going to throw up. I see my iPod light up, once again, another message from Blake.

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