Submitted to Abort73 by a 17-year-old woman on June 23, 2011.
When I was 13 years old, I went to a high school party where there was alcohol and drugs. when I walked in I didn't know what to expect because my friend had just invited me, so I went thinking it wasn't gonna be bad. Turns out it only got worse. My friend and I were dancing on the floor and there was this guy in his late 20's that wanted to dance with me. I thought it was just a friendly dance. He was nice and smelled really good. But his smile sure enough tricked me. He asked if I was thirsty and I told him yes. He got me a drink, and then about an hour later, I wasn't feeling good at all. I felt like a really bad migraine had came into my head. I told my friend I was going to lay down in one of the bedrooms. I went in there and I woke up to the man that I was dancing with kissing on me and holding me down. I'm screaming for help and nobody can hear me because the music was so loud. Yes, I was raped. And then two months later, I realized I was pregnant. I was only 13 at the time and I had told my mother that I was pregnant by the guy that raped me. I don't believe in abortion, but I had no choice at the age 13. It was devastating. Never in my life did I expect to be on that table with those tools inside of me. It hurt and I was held down because I was in such pain. My mother and I cried all the way home and I was sleeping for three days straight. I didn't bother to eat, I couldn't. I was sick and all I could think of was that I let them hurt my baby. It was a sad year and now I'm 17. That baby would be going on 4 now. I gave up life, a human, a star. I gave up reality for that kid, and if I could take it back I would. And I'm sorry that I didn't give you a chance to live, baby. I love you with all my heart and I will always remember how happy I was having you in my stomach. R.I.P. baby. August 19th 2008.