I did the act, whether I want to admit it or not.
She knows, whether she will confront me.
I never asked about contraceptives.
I thought I was invincible.
I thought I knew everything.
And then One day I realized that something was different. Wrong even.
I took the test three times. They all said Positive.
A couple weeks passed and I told my boyfriend.
He got scared and left.
I called and called.
And each one went unanswered.
I was scared and alone.
Then one day she noticed I ate a little more.
She noticed my belly started swelling.
She didn’t say anything at first.
But then she asked me.
I tried to deny it.
She was embarrassed for me.
'You're still young' She said.
'I know.' I said as I cried.
‘I’m not ready for this.’ I said.
She grabbed my hand and told me everything would be okay. She hugged me in her motherly way.
6 months later I gave birth to my baby girl. He never came back. But that’s okay. Because she’s here holding my hand and helping me along the way.
I was way to young.
I shouldn’t have had to go through this.
I thought I was invincible.
But I'm not.
Nobody is.