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My Pregnancy (And Abortion) Story

So.

Here it is.

Sorry if I offend. And on that note, pro-lifers, don't come here just to drag me down.

So, in early 2004, I was 12 and I started getting sick at school every day. People accused me of having eating disorders and doing it for attention. I wasn't, and I had no clue what could've caused it- until one day I very suddenly understood it.

My boobs had grown more than normal by the end of the month. I didn't know what was happening, until I just did.

I was having weird cravings that I never had and I didn't know why, until I did.

I realized one day that these were all symptoms of pregnancy. I was TERRIFIED. I had never even had sex!

Except...

My stepfather had raped me nearly every day for years. Fuck.

I wasn't allowed to be out of the house for anything but school, ever. So one night when he was drunk and passed out, I stole a 50 from his wallet and took the bus to the free clinic a few towns away. The nurses gave me a pregnancy test no questions asked. I waited, and waited, and waited some more. Those 5 minutes were some of the worst of my life. The anticipation on its own was enough to kill me. I went over to check it, and...

Negative. Then what the hell is happening to me?

Well. Those things kept happening for the next month, and the one day when I was changing out for gym class somebody in the locker room told me I looked like I'd gained some weight. Wait, what?

I hadn't been eating any more than normal... and it didn't feel like fat. I used the rest of the 50 I'd stolen amd went back to the clinic. I took another test. Another awful 5 minutes.

Positive. Fuck.

How long had this been going on? It could really be any amount of time...

I went out to the highway after school one day instead of going home. I knew I would be punished, but I had to do this...

I waited for a rush of traffic and then went out in front of a car.

They didn't hit me hard enough to kill me, but I did have to get emergency surgery- which would mean removal of the baby.

So my mother was called for payment. She called my stepfather, who begrudgingly gave up the money.

I was beaten near death that night, but I dodn't care. I wasn't having a baby. And that was the happiest feeling in the world.

I can experience anything I want to now. No ties for me
I can experience anything I want to now. No ties for me
My Pregnancy (And Abortion) Story
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