Dear Diary,
I'm pregnant. I took the test when I got home from school. My mom is gonna freak out. I'm made an appointment to terminate the baby. I haven't told Anthony that I'm carrying his child. He would probably tell me to keep it but I'm only 15 he might 2 years older like Daniel. But I'm not ready and isn't either. I have to have someone take me so I'm about to tell Daniel to take me but not who its father. I messed up bad now someone is getting hurt in the process, my baby.
Sincerely,
Alyssa
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During, breakfast I get the courage to ask Daniel to speak privately. "Hey, can you take me to my doctor's appointment?"
He answers swiftly, " Sure when is it?" It's in 2 hours. "Okay, let Anthony and me get ready okay, " he says kindly.
I look at him crazy, why does Anthony have to come? He replies, " We're driving in his car."
Okay, I going to get dressed. As I start to put on my summer flower dress with my white lace bra and white booty short underwear.
I think to myself they are both going to find out. As we arrive at the clinic, I say, " You guys can pick me in an hour more so. "
I ask the doctor, Is this gonna hurt? He responded by nodding his head no.
As he was aborting my baby I was crying.
When he finished I thought to myself I killed my baby he or she is gone I will never get to meet them I won't see them grow up on their first day of school or their last day of school.
They're gone.
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