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It was the night before my first day of being a senior in highschool, just sixteen soon to turn seventeen a few weeks later, when I finally decided to stop being in denial and take a pregnancy test. Turns out my worst fears were now reality. It's shocking, it almost takes your breath away.


I had an abortion at 17, and I know I made the right decision. I met a guy during my celebrations after finishing high school. He was from New Zealand, he was older, he was 19, he was my first real boyfriend. I lost my virginity to him.


When I was 18 I got pregnant. Abortion was illegal then and I couldn't find the back alley. The boy, his parents and my mother pressured me to get married. All the money I had saved for college went for maternity expenses.


14 years ago today my son was born. He weighed in at 1lbs 10oz. Had the sweetest little cheeks and a full head of the blackest hair I'd ever seen...he had ten tiny little fingers and ten tiny little toes... he was also very broken inside...


I had an abortion when I was 18. I had been feeling nauseated for a few days. My friend stood with me while I watched the test develop two pink lines. On the drive home we talked a little about abortion but I just wasn't sure.


I was 19 and had been dating a guy for about three months when we discovered I had become pregnant. We were on a vacation when I began to have severe, almost unbearable, cramps. I was expecting my period any day but I knew something was not right.

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