Beginning Or The End

Trailing behind me is my best friend Rachel, as I furiously run away from my class, the school, the world. I have given up this time for good. Tears freeze to my face showing the pain, and hurt that I am feeling. I can't scream. I can't talk. I can't even help myself.

Rachel took me by the shoulders, looking deep into my eyes, "You didn't do anything wrong. Everyone makes mistakes, that doesn't mean that you are stupid."

But I walked out on him, and I am never going back. How am I supposed to raise a baby by myself when I still am a child? Why is God putting me through this? I worry day and night about how I can afford to take care of this baby, and continue to go to school. I shouldn't have to think about if Jason was involved all the complications that I would have. As far as I am concerned, Jason has messed up this child's life enough by being the father.

The truth is even though I do care about the child's future, I am worried about my own. What good would it be to give a baby a father, if it's father then turned around and killed it's mother? Or worse, what if Jason attacked his own child, instead of me?

Rachel gave me a hug, kissed me on the cheek and said, "Everything is going to be alright." I will make sure that nobody ever treats you or your children that ever again. I am always here for you!" With Niagera Falls still drowning my face with tears, I look up at her, "I hate being emotionally unstable."