When I was fifteen..

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Part one: When I was fifteen, I met a boy.. He was two years older than me, and went to a different school than me, but was friends with one of my brothers childhood friends. So with knowing that, I thought he would be a nice kid, otherwise the friend wouldn't let him talk to me. (Boy was I wrong). Well.. once we started talking and found so many things we had in common, we started talking about sex and how everyone around us seemed to be talking about doing it.. then made plans to do it some point down the road. Down the road turned into a week later.. We then continued to be boyfriend and girlfriend, and hang out everyday for weeks, which honestly surprised me.. Then we somehow started talking about having a baby and becoming a family.. (Yes, we moved fast. No I don't need more judgement on my past. Thanks). Any how.. I really thought I was in love with this boy. He was always texting me while in school then coming by after school, and on the weekends.. going on walks with me.. taking pictures with me and writing how much he loved me online.. telling me everything I wanted to hear. And had me meet his Aunt and Sister who were his main family. So having a baby didn't seem that bad, even at fifteen. Especially since I love babies. So we agreed to try. And we both got mad everytime a test was negative. Now jump forward a few weeks.. And I found out I was pregnant the whole time! But once we knew I was, nothing was as I thought it would be. Especially with the pregnancy being with someone I thought I loved, and who loved me.. * * * * * * Part two will be about what happened during the pregnancy, and will be posted in a few hours.