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I was a senior in high school, 17 years old. Everything was perfect. I had an amazing boyfriend, great family, and the best friends in the world until I made a mistake. I was wasted and had [sex]. My boyfriend dumped me since it wasn't with him. My family hated me since I was a disgrace to my family, and only a few of my friends supported me. After a while, I went to the doctor because of really bad stomach aches. I found out I was 8 weeks pregnant. I told the father, but he didn't listen. He left town, and I never heard from him again. I was terrified/ I couldn't raise the baby alone. The father left, my family kicked me out, and my friends were all graduating. I couldn't take care of the baby. I had to get abortion. At least that's what I thought. I went to the abortion clinic and made an appointment. I didn't know wether to be relieved or scared. A while later it was time. I went to the clinic and sat in that white room that looked just like a horror movie. I asked if I could see my baby [on ultrasound], but they said they didn't have time. They said it would feel like an ant bite, but it didn't. It felt awful. Not just the pain of abortion, but the pain in your heart, the pain that I killed someone... Today he/she would have been one year old and I have been crying all night picturing my baby and me having the best time ever at the park, my favorite place. So don't get abortion. It was and will always be the worst mistake of my life.

Location: New York
Date: January 3, 2012