I Had An Abortion
I'll start off by giving you look on who I am. I'm a 17 year old girl, active in both sports as well as my community. A lot of my friends are older (from the 18-24 year old range) because I'm a bit mature for my age group. I hang out at a local community college with my friends, and as many may guess I attend parties some-what regularly. Before people make judgements, however, I must add that unlike my friends, I do not drink publicly. I may consume alcohol if we are having a close-knit get together where I know that I'll be staying in for the night. I generally take care of my friends and mingle to be sure that they are safe, and I still manage to have a (semi) good time. Unlike most teenage girls, I do not swoon over boys, or who did who. My friends would always joke about me being the virgin of our group, because at 17 and older, today it is sadly a rare thing to come by. Except, for me, I was a virgin not only by intercourse, but I have never seen NOR touched the genitals of anyone but my own.
But why am I on this thread? What's my story? As I said, I only drink in close-knit groups, right? Well, you see, I was talking to a guy and we'd gotten somewhat close. We'd never even kissed or held hands, but it was merely two friends flirting. This is until we had a small group get together to celebrate a friend's birthday. They all were joking about how they had never seen me drunk and I joked back. I figured the place was safe, but I intended not to get drunk - only put on a show. I've seen enough drunk people to put up a great act... but I was on medication for a sickness I was getting over, and didn't think much into it. (Not too smart, eh?) Well one thing led to another, and I was drunk. Spotty drunk. See, I was conscious enough to see what I was doing at moments, but not enough to make wise decisions. I wake up the next morning and immediately know what has happened...
Luckily, I remember wearing a condom, and as far as I knew, the guy I was with didn't ***.. But I almost wished I didn't remember. I hadn't even seen nor touched a penis, and there I am, laying there, no virginity in sight. Gone, like that. Of course, I wasn't exactly worried about pregnancy, though. I mean, it was only one time, and he didn't even ***... or so I thought.
Weeks passed and my period was no where in sight. I was scared. Hell, I still am, but the point of it is, here I am, a 17 year old girl who's had sex only one time, protected at that, in fear of pregnancy. I'll cut to the chase. My mother found out and it was all a bit messy. She bought a pregnancy test and the red double line was as clear as day. I didn't know whether to cry, or to laugh. Of all of the girls who sleep around, having sex various times a week, a lot of the time unprotected and anything but careful... The one who unintentionally lost her virginity, but still took precautions, managed to get the short end of the stick.
So my friends, that puts me here. While everyone else get's their chocolates, roses, and Valentines tomorrow, I'll be preparing for my surgery on Friday. I have to cover this from everyone but a select few, including a few family members who believe that it's for lower stomach pains. I'm already going through a lot, emotionally, but I try to laugh and look at upsides...but I'm not exactly prepared for the aftermath.
But why am I on this thread? What's my story? As I said, I only drink in close-knit groups, right? Well, you see, I was talking to a guy and we'd gotten somewhat close. We'd never even kissed or held hands, but it was merely two friends flirting. This is until we had a small group get together to celebrate a friend's birthday. They all were joking about how they had never seen me drunk and I joked back. I figured the place was safe, but I intended not to get drunk - only put on a show. I've seen enough drunk people to put up a great act... but I was on medication for a sickness I was getting over, and didn't think much into it. (Not too smart, eh?) Well one thing led to another, and I was drunk. Spotty drunk. See, I was conscious enough to see what I was doing at moments, but not enough to make wise decisions. I wake up the next morning and immediately know what has happened...
Luckily, I remember wearing a condom, and as far as I knew, the guy I was with didn't ***.. But I almost wished I didn't remember. I hadn't even seen nor touched a penis, and there I am, laying there, no virginity in sight. Gone, like that. Of course, I wasn't exactly worried about pregnancy, though. I mean, it was only one time, and he didn't even ***... or so I thought.
Weeks passed and my period was no where in sight. I was scared. Hell, I still am, but the point of it is, here I am, a 17 year old girl who's had sex only one time, protected at that, in fear of pregnancy. I'll cut to the chase. My mother found out and it was all a bit messy. She bought a pregnancy test and the red double line was as clear as day. I didn't know whether to cry, or to laugh. Of all of the girls who sleep around, having sex various times a week, a lot of the time unprotected and anything but careful... The one who unintentionally lost her virginity, but still took precautions, managed to get the short end of the stick.
So my friends, that puts me here. While everyone else get's their chocolates, roses, and Valentines tomorrow, I'll be preparing for my surgery on Friday. I have to cover this from everyone but a select few, including a few family members who believe that it's for lower stomach pains. I'm already going through a lot, emotionally, but I try to laugh and look at upsides...but I'm not exactly prepared for the aftermath.
By:
HollyEleasan
Age:
16-17
