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About a month after I turned 18, I found out I was pregnant. I was a senior in high school. My mom is a big pro-life advocate, so she got upset, but she was so understanding. My sister on the other hand treated me like I was nothing but trailer trash. She even said that to my face [and] made my pregnancy a living hell. My boyfriend (who is now my husband), was so supportive and was there for me through everything. Well, anyway, I tried hiding it for the first couple months but my morning sickness was so bad that I was in bed most the time feeling like I had a 24/7 stomach bug. I missed school so much because of this, that I finally dropped out until after the baby was born. Then I didn't have time to go to school really, so I signed up for Penn foster online high school. It was so easy that way. About six months after my daughter was born, I found out I was pregnant again. I think it was even worse this time since I knew how I would be treated already. I think the main person who influenced my abortion was my sister. My boyfriend and I lied and said we wanted a night alone, just the two of us, so we paid for a room at a local hotel. We had the abortion scheduled at a local clinic the following morning. Before we checked into the hotel, I had to go to clinic to start the dilation of my cervix (I was at 13 weeks). The cramps were unbearable. They lasted for hours that night. The next morning we checked out of the hotel and headed to the clinic again. Afterward, we went home and tried to act like it never happened. About 3 days after, I got a call from an adoption agency saying they found a couple who wanted my baby. I broke down and cried right there. We have never told anyone. I was hoping that it was something that I could just forget about but its not true. I think about it every day, it even affects the relationship between me and my daughter. I'm in the process of getting on anti-depressants since I am 100% sure that I have some type of depression. I hope maybe this will change someone's mind and help them choose a better option. I wish I had chosen adoption.

Age: 22
Location: Woonsocket, RI
Date: March 31, 2012