Started with a lie

Chapter 3: The horrible lie of being pregnant

My life has never been the same. Ever since I got pregnant, and my family has been acting worse than usual, I just want to not be bothered with my social life and sit in my room all day long and not think about the baby. Brady has been supporting my pregnancy and being by my side to love me and the baby. My family still doesn't know that I'm 3 months pregnant. I love my baby girl, but I can't wait to get her out of my body and get to hold my baby girl. I have no idea what to do after I'm done with this pregnancy, I'm a teen mom and I have school and I definitely can't keep my baby at home. I'll just keep it at Brady's house. I have a plan for when my child is born and for my family not to find out that I was pregnant. My life might of changed in the last few months, but it was a great change. And I regret nothing.

When I was not pregnant and when I was younger without a dysfunctional family, I used to wake up in the middle of the night and go into my parents room and sleep next to my mom. One night when I was about 5 or 6, I had this really really vivid dream where I woke up scared, and went into my mom's room to sleep with her. When I went in, however, there were a set of parents on the bed, and a set of identical parents on the floor. I instinctively knew in my dream that I had to wake the right parents, because the wrong parents would make me pregnant. So I chose the parents on the floor. I distinctly remember thinking that the evil imposter parents would try to trick me into getting pregnant, so I chose the parents on the floor. When I went over to the parents on the floor, they both opened their eyes, and where their eyeballs should have been, it was just bright glowing red light. That was when I actually woke up. Being a scared little kid of getting pregnant, I of course went right into my parents room to sleep next to my mom.