This young girl contacted me, wanting to share her story. She didn't give her name but she's 15 and loss her baby to miscarriage.. She's asking every question, that went through my head...and yours.
Her Story...
I was always the girl to flirt with every guy she met. Whether he was too old for me, or someone I would never dream of going on a date with. I got my self in s***, dating an abusive guy I met at a party a couple days after my 14th birthday, he took advantage of me sexually. I started drinking a lot, and getting baked a couple times a day. I started shoving my fingers down my throat after every meal, and sliding a razor accross the backs of my ankles. My parents had no idea this was going on because I was staying in residence at the school I was attending. about a year later, with about two weeks left in the school year I started talking to the class stoner. We helped eachother with our problems. He asked me out at exactly 12am on February 14th of this year, everything was perfect. We started having sex a little after a month later. One day when we were at my house and the condom broke, we got dressed right away. He drove me to the clinic where we live and we got plan b and hoped everything would be fine. The next month I got what I thought was my period, but when I started getting sick all hours of the day, and my bras were all too small, we knew something wasnt right, so we went to the doctor, and I tested positive. The first thing we did was make an appointment for an abortion, then we spent the 4 weeks leading up to whether or not we wanted to keep the baby, we ended up calling and cancelling the appointment. We went to all the appointments together. It was August and I still wasn't showing so we decided we would tell our parents after his birthday, but when we were sitting around the fire I got a really sharp pain in my stomach. I went to the washroom to find blood. we went straight to the hospital where they told me the baby wasnt going to make it. That was the first time I ever saw Kail cry. It crushed my heart. It's been 3 days since we got the news, and I can tell already that he's never going to be the same guy he was 6 months ago. He blames himself for everything that happened, which made me start to think. Was it my fault? What could I have done better? why didnt i get to have my baby?
I really hope, her boyfriend and her get through this together. They are definitely in my prayer. R.I.P to their little one. 8-6-11 <3