I was the good girl

I was the good-girl.
The into sports-girl,
The daddy's little-girl
The mommy's best friend, hell everyone's best friend
the last to have sex, kiss and do anything in our group of friends,
great grades, a good head on
my shoulder, socialy smart. i preached to everyone "condoms!"
It happened to me though. 19 and pregnant.
Who in the world would have ever thought
His religion forbid it. We had talked
about this happening, and he
firmly believed in a females right to
do whatever she wants with her body,
yet he did not belive in my own.
He begged me one night not to kill his baby,
but I did it anyhow.
I do not regret what happened or think about it either,
I think of myself as just another teen statistic that a few select know about.
The friends and family that know, do not bring it up ever,
This decision to have an abortion made me
who I am today... strong, single, and someone who realized
It can happen to anyone.... even you.

-C
April 2001

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