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When I was 14 I had a baby. I was so scared when I found out that I was pregnant. I did not know who to tell first. The father was 17, and I did not know how to tell him. When I told him he was OK with it at first. But then when I was five months pregnant, he got into a car accident and died. |
I was hurt, but not really that bad, but I had to stay in the hospital for the rest of my pregnancy. I did not even go to his funeral because I was not in the best condition to be there.
I ended up raising the baby on my own. I have found a guy who will help me take care of her. She is now 4 years old, and I am 17. Her name is Jazzy, and she is beautiful.
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