Dear Diary, July 10th

Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn!!! Why does everything always happen to

me? Why does everything have to go so wrong? This thing that happened

is terrible...in the sense of being utterly terrible....oh, I sound so

stupid. I'll tell you what's so terriby wrong......I'm pregnant.

I have all the signs, so I know I am, I also went to a doctor and

they confirmed it. I told Summer and Zack first, I needed advice on

how to tell Freddy. I took them to a uni-sex bathroom at a park by

our houses:

Zack: Ok, why are we here again? 'Cause this feels really strange

Me: I need advice

Zack: On what?

Me: Something...big

Summer: And what would that be?

Me: Ok, I'll just tell you guys right now...I'm...I'm...pregnant.

When I siad it, Summer's eyes practically popped out of their sockets

and Zack fell backwards.

Summer: Your pregnant! How? and Who?

Me: How do you think...and who do you think?

Zack: So, you and Freddy are gonna have a kid?

Me: No, I think I'm gonna have a abortion

Summer: Do you really wanna do that to your baby? I mean you can keep

it.

Me: I'm not sure..God!..I'm so confused. I haven't even told Freddy

yet.

Zack: When exactly are you planning on telling him

I just looked down at the floor as my anwser.

Summer: No, you cannot do that. It's Freddy's too he had a say in all

of it.

Me: I know..I wasn't gonna. I'm gonna go talk to him now.

That was ten minutes ago, I'll write after I'm back from telling

Freddy.

Yours Truly, Marta L.