I was 17 years old...

"I was 17 years old. One day before my 18th birthday. I was just about to graduate high school and go to college to play volleyball. I took the test the day after my senior ball. I automatically started to cry. I never thought that I would let myself get pregnant at such a young age. I wanted to go to college, I wanted to have a career and a husband before I had any children. I told my boyfriend (father of the baby) that I had to get an abortion. Even though he wanted to keep the baby, it was my choice. All the appointments I made with my doctor, my boyfriend went to none. I did the whole thing on my own. I was able to get a picture of the baby, of course it was just a little thing. It broke my heart to look at it and know I wouldn't be able to keep it. I recently found out that my boyfriend had been cheating on me the moment he found out I was pregnant. Even if I did keep my baby, I would have been a single mother with nothing, no future ahead of me. Doing what I did made me a stronger person. I wasn't ready for a child. I'm still a child myself. I'm in college and I'm playing volleyball. I'm starting my future and one day I will be ready to bring a child into this world." —anonymous

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