I was thirteen going on thirty
When I saw the test results
The little pink line looking up at me
As if to say well here I am
I was scared and upset
I grabbed the phone crying and trying to dial the right number
To tell this terrible news to my boyfriend of three years
When he answered I was still in search of the right words
How could I tell this sixteen year old boy that he was going to be a Daddy
Not thinking before I spoke I let my heart speak for me
I blurted out I'm Pregnant...
Silence over took me then I hear your going for an abortion
Tears started flowing down my cheeks faster and harder
Everything inside me was screaming tell him no to fight for what I believed in
But sadly I thought he meant more to me then this unborn child
It was a rainy cold day that summer when he came and took me away
I was setting in a room with pictures of babies everywhere
I was nervous and still my heart was saying speak up
I felt like the tiny infant inside me was yelling let me live
Before the doctor made it in the room I raced out the door
A life was saved if only for that moment
I hide this tiny secret for five months
No one asked questions and I answered none
But that fateful day came in July
The summer heat was hot I was camping with my family
But later that night everything went crazy
My step-dad had been drinking and he was angry with me
As he went to grab me I through a powerful punch
He fell to the ground with a loud thump
Thinking that was the end and that me and my secret were safe
I turned to go to my mom and he got back on his feet
He threw a punch to the back of my head Thinking only about my tiny unborn
I tried so hard not to fall I tried to keep my balance
I couldn't and I fell hard that fall was not the reason
Why my baby girl is in heaven it is what happened next
He raised his foot and went to kick I tried to turn but I couldn't get a grip
His foot landed hard in my tummy making me cry out in anger and in pain
Two days later my secret has been reviled I am laying in the ER with tears
streaming down my face with a tiny pink blanket with a lifeless body in it
He took my baby girl from me He did what everyone wanted to do....
Author notes
This is my life story I was 13 and pregnant with a baby girl when I went on a camping trip with my mom and step-dad. my step-dad was drinking like a fish and I did something he did not like and he hit me then I hit him but the last time he touched me I lost my baby, he still has no idea what he took from me that night
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OMG sweety im soo sorry and your step dad is or was an A.H I dunno how anyone could do that but having said all that. This poem shows alot of emotion and I know what its like myself to be young and pregnant n its scary well anywayz loves the poem n good on ya for having the guts to write about what happened.
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It is a tragic tale.
But it is a powerful one.
My feelings go out to you.
I have been there.
I am sorry hunny.
Talk to me anytime.
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i have a very similar story. pregnant at 15 but my boyfriend didn't kno....and so he was "proving he was stronger then me" and tackled me...i was about 6 weeks along. maybe my baby and your baby are playing in heaven
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I am very sorry about your situation, that must have been hard to go through. Feeling sorry won't make anything better though. Setting aside that, your writing in my opinion could have so much more feeling in it! It seemed to be more of a story than a poem. A story without any imagery or description... Talk about your FEELINGS! Show, don't tell!... You need to paint a better picture in the reader's mind. I'm not trying to tell you this is bad, I'm just telling you my opinion. Thank you for entering my contest.
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oh my, i am so so sorry about this. i would have been torn to pieces to go through that much dramatic stress. i am so very very dorry. it is a horrible thing. and i hope you are better now. best wishes to you my dear, lexie
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Wow omg what a A hole im sorry but he shouldnt have gotten away with that its murder. I dont even know how he could get away with that. I do however feel that 13 is way too young for a kid or for sex, but I do think that you were doing what you thought was right and I feel for you. I actually have been in a situation like this so I know how you feel. I am truly sorry for your loss and I hope karma has a way of gettin back to people.
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I don’t know;
the world never seems to make sense.
Some people thank Jesus for dollars
and others think about Jesus when they get a meal.
(I don’t believe in the same religion as you)
Short cuts to the next life happen all the time
but how can that help you?
Your poem makes me hurt very much
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He was that intoxicated that he didn't understand when you went to the ER? I would just...be crushed. I don't know how anyone could deal with this. But you took it and wrote a beautiful poem.
I never knew things like this happened.
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oh god, I don't know whether your step dad is the father, or if he simply just gave you a miscarriage. Though I had a miscarriage and the father was and it's a pervert and potential paedophile and I just still feel sick to think that if the child lived, it might have been around him and...yeah, it doesn't do well to think about.
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oh my god. that's so sad. I'm sorry.
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