Teenage Pregnancy

The deep depression and fear I feel. This must be a dream. Me with-child, it can't  be real. I don't understand. Didn't I play it safe? Play, No, it's not a game. Should I skip town and  maybe change my name? No, that won't work; it'll still grow inside of me. Thoughts running through my head, screaming this is a huge responsibility. What can I do? The thought of abortion really sickens me. For me to tell my parents I acknowledde that fact they'll kill me. I know this is a blessing, nut it's my fault it come too early. Who'd ever thought one night of touching and lust wold lead up to a big belly and the loss of my parents' trust. But in my mind, I know that this is the time for me to step up. This is my life. This is my life. This is my baby. Mother-hood is what my actions made me to be.