A/N: Sorry it's been so long, but I haven't had reviews and have been working on my other story. I intend to make this a long chapter, but I don't know. P.S. After seeing Ghost In The Machine, I have had the fact that Paige was 15 confirmed. Also, if you read this review it, because if no one reads this, it's going off line!

"Hazel, you were pregnant?" Paige asked again, still not fully processing the information.

Hazel nodded, and started talking again. "Remember in Grade 7, when I left in November, and was back for the start of Grade 8?" Paige nods, still in disbelief. "Well I was pregnant then. Remember, Sean Cameron and I were dating then? Before he left? That was part of the reason he left, his parents picked up and left when they found out he was a father-to-be. But we were dating, and one night we were bored and decided to waste some time, and I ended up pregnant. My parents sent me away to live in Somalia with my grandparents. I remember being so huge, I could barely walk. I would constantly start wobbling sideways, not being able to balance all the weight I carried. After I delivered my son, I just remember standing up and almost falling because of the way I tried to hold myself. It was weird having the huge baby belly, but it was even weirder not having it when it was gone. I threw up constantly, and to top it all off, I was 12. Being 12 and barely able to walk because you are carrying a child is an insane feeling. I felt so unclean the entire time I was gone. I remember the looks I got in Somalia. I would walk around the marketplace with my Grandmother, and people would either stare at me like I was something stuck on their shoes, or look away and gossip to the people they were with. One of the weirdest days of my life was my 13th birthday. I was more than 8 months pregnant, and you weren't there, and neither were my parents. We just went on like it was a regular day. My grandparents avoided me too, sometimes. They were even ashamed of me. And now, if I even bring it up, my mother leaves the room or ignores me, like I'm not there. And the labor just killed me. Being 12 just made it so hard. Looking back, I almost wish I had an abortion. Some nights I dream about it, the weight or the delivery or the looks. No matter which it is, it always makes me wake up sweaty and uncomfortable. Sometimes I just feel like I'm carrying all the extra weight in me again, and I look down like I'm in a horror movie, in case I might be pregnant again. Now it's the scariest memory I have. I gave him up for adoption, and now I don't even know where he is. Sometimes I have a feeling of longing for my baby, and I don't know where he is. It tears my heart apart. I came back and had to pretend nothing happened. Those were the three hardest things I ever did."

At that point Paige interrupted her best friend. "Three? There were three hardests?"

Hazel nodded and continued. "Three hardest things. Having a child at barely 13 years old, keeping it a secret these past 2 and a half years, and not knowing where my own child is, how he's growing up." Paige nodded, thinking how hard it would have been to be going through this in grade 7, and then keeping it secret. She couldn't imagine the burden that would be.

"Paige Michalchuk?" A nurse's voice called out into the waiting room.

"I guess that's me." Paige said nervously. "I'll see you at school tomorrow, okay?"

"Yeah, I'll see you. And remember, I've done this before, so if you get scared or have a question, just call me...okay? And if you ever want to see pictures of me, when I was huge, just come over, I've got some hidden."

Paige nods, and follows the nurse inside the examination room, feeling queasy.

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