Chapter 7 – I can't
I sat with my mom in the waiting room in the clinic with this terrible pain in my chest. In a sense, my heart was breaking.
Last night I walked around the neighborhood just to clear my head. I ended up in the park and sat in one of the swings. As late as it was, a little girl was there with her mother. I watched how they laughed and played like the world around them didn't exist. I couldn't help but smile.
I thought back to how my life was a lot like that when I was younger. My parents weren't always there because of work, so I found ways to entertain myself. Looking at the little girl and her mother got me thinking. I could maybe have this baby. I could take care of I in way my parents never really "took care" of me.
"Liberty Van Zandt!" The doctor called.
My mother and I got up. I didn't notice until now that there were other girls in the room. One girl just sat in the chair with a blank expression on her face. Another had her mother there with her. Her mother looked over at her from time to time and would say, "How could you be so stupid?" The girl looked like she was on the verge of tears.
The doctors had made me put on this ugly green "dress."
"Well," I thought, "it could be worse."
I sat on the chair and laid back.
"Ok Liberty, you're going to feel a slight pinch, but don't be alarmed."
Before I knew it, an image of the little girl flashed before me.
"WAIT!"
The nurses and doctors stopped with what they were doing.
"Is something wrong Liberty?"
"I can't do this!"
"But you signed a form. You--"
I interrupted, "Yeah well, I've changed my mind. I'm going to have this baby whether my mom likes it or not."
A/N. Sorry again for a short chapter.
I sat with my mom in the waiting room in the clinic with this terrible pain in my chest. In a sense, my heart was breaking.
Last night I walked around the neighborhood just to clear my head. I ended up in the park and sat in one of the swings. As late as it was, a little girl was there with her mother. I watched how they laughed and played like the world around them didn't exist. I couldn't help but smile.
I thought back to how my life was a lot like that when I was younger. My parents weren't always there because of work, so I found ways to entertain myself. Looking at the little girl and her mother got me thinking. I could maybe have this baby. I could take care of I in way my parents never really "took care" of me.
"Liberty Van Zandt!" The doctor called.
My mother and I got up. I didn't notice until now that there were other girls in the room. One girl just sat in the chair with a blank expression on her face. Another had her mother there with her. Her mother looked over at her from time to time and would say, "How could you be so stupid?" The girl looked like she was on the verge of tears.
The doctors had made me put on this ugly green "dress."
"Well," I thought, "it could be worse."
I sat on the chair and laid back.
"Ok Liberty, you're going to feel a slight pinch, but don't be alarmed."
Before I knew it, an image of the little girl flashed before me.
"WAIT!"
The nurses and doctors stopped with what they were doing.
"Is something wrong Liberty?"
"I can't do this!"
"But you signed a form. You--"
I interrupted, "Yeah well, I've changed my mind. I'm going to have this baby whether my mom likes it or not."
A/N. Sorry again for a short chapter.
