Pregnant. There was no way. No way. Absolutely NO WAY! The words bounced off my insides, squirmed in my belly. It wasn't even a question of how, it was more…why? Why me? Why my body, my life, my baby?!?! There were plenty of other girls out there who'd had unprotected sex, but why me? I couldn't believe it. This was possibly the most shocking news of my entire life. How could I have been so stupid! How could I have let this happen to me? I have life, growing inside my stomach, right at this very moment, and it's all my own fault. No, it's not my fault. It's his fault! He made me this way, it is all his fault! Oh god, what am I going to do? I slid to the floor, in tears. I couldn't remember ever feeling so many things at once. I had two choices. Kill my own baby, which would be murder, and, I mean, it's murder! Someone can't very well just kill their own child and not regret it! On the other hand, there was no way in the world that I was ready to have a baby. That's a whole other life I would be responsible for…and since I've done such a great job screwing up my own, I do NOT want to have the responsibility of taking control of somebody else's, especially such a young, innocent, little baby. I really had no choice. There was only one thing I could do. I would have the baby, and put it up for adoption. But what if I became attatched to it? Maybe I could let my parents take care of it. They have enough on their hands right now, without me worrying them on top of it all. First things first, I had to let the father know, no matter how painful or embarrassing that would be. I tentatively reached towards the phone, and dialed the number I knew off by heart by now.

A groggy voice picked up the phone, "mmm, hullo?"

She checked the clock – whoops, only 5 in the morning. Better now than never. She knew if she didn't get it out now, she never would.

She took a long, deep breath. "Hey, Craig?...it's…umm…it's Emma. Guess what? Uhm…well, I guess there's no other way to put this than…well, you've done it again!"

"Em, what are you talking about, it's five in the morning, let me sleep!

"Craig – I'm pregnant"