Monica

I’m pregnant. There I said it. I’m not happy about it. I’m only sixteen. I will not get an abortion. Life is life. I will not kill a living thing.

This thing is growing inside me.

This thing is making me puke.

This thing is making me want chinese food.

I hate chinese food.

This thing is making me fat.

This thing has a shitty dad.

This thing has a shitty mom.

At least this thing has good grandparents.

I’m twenty now. There I said it. I’m not happy about it. Aurora is four. I did not get an abortion. Thank god I didn’t. Aurora changed my life.

Aurora is the reason I got my diploma.

Aurora is the reason I’m going to college.

Aurora is the reason I love my body.

I love my stretch marks.

Aurora is the reason I want to be a teacher.

Aurora is the reason her dad became great.

Aurora is the reason I become great.

Aurora is the reason I reconnected with my parents.

Until tomorrow.