A time in my life where I had to make a difficult decision was when I became pregnant with my son. I got pregnant at 15 years old, yea I was very young but whatever life goes on right? I didn’t know what to do or who to tell so I kept my secret to myself. Well except my best friend she knew because she was the one who dared me to take a pregnancy test in the first place. Days went by and I still haven’t told anybody. All I could think of was what people would think of me, shit I even thought about what my mother would do to me. I mean I was still a baby myself. I didn’t even know how to take care of myself so how could I care for a child. A month went by and I was sitting in my mom room doing my hair. I remember I had on a purple tank top and my mom look at me and she asked was I pregnant. I denied it and asked why she ask me that she said your breast look big and you been eating and sleeping a lot. I was terrified to tell my mom. When i said no she didn’t say anything she continued getting dressed. Once she was done getting dressed she look at me and asked me again. I sat there for a second then I just broke down and told her yes. My mom was really upset at me she left the house and when she came back she didn’t even talk to me. She was pissed with me for a couple of days I mean who wouldn’t be mad their 15 year got pregnant. One day she called me in her room so we could talk. She asked what I was going to do. She suggested abortion but I never thought about it. I’m not really for it because I don’t think it’s fair to kill a innocent child when they didn’t asked to be here in the first place. My next option was adoption I could give my baby to someone that couldn’t have kids. My best friend mom couldn’t have any more kids so I thought why not let her adopt him. I thought how giving him up would effect not just me but my mother, my father and my sisters. My mom wasn’t really for the whole adoption idea because she just couldn’t imagining somebody else raising her grandchild. I realized it would of been hard for me going to my best friend house and seeing him so I decided against adoption. My only option left was to parent, I was scared because I didn’t know what to do. After I decided to keep him I hid the rest of my pregnancy. Nobody knew I was pregnant besides my immediate family because I was too ashamed. I would always where a big sweater or hide my belly any way I could. I really didn’t want to deal with people judging me because I made a mistake. Everybody makes mistakes and you have to learn from them. My tenth grade prom was in May and I was due to give birth in August, at prom was when people found out. I remember walking into prom and everybody just looked at my pregnant belly. At first I was uncomfortable but it was nothing I could do about it. Everybody was shocked, nobody really was saying negative comments about me except this one girl. She would always say something smart about me being 15 and pregnant. It use to really get to me then I thought she is no better than me. When my son finally got here he was so tiny and I was scared to hold him. My nurses at the hospital made me do the first time mommy classes before I left the hospital. They showed me how to feed him, change his diapers, hold him properly and how to wash him up. Taking him home was very exciting because all of my family got to see him. It was hard at first being a mom and trying to go to school but I had to finish school. A lot of people was saying I wasn’t going to graduate and on June 6, 2013 I proved to everybody they was wrong about me , and that I was going to graduate. When I look at my son I realize everything I do is for him he motivates me to continue going to school and get my degree and become better for the both of us.