by Victoria Booe

Created on: July 16, 2008

I always thought that getting married and having a baby was suppose to me a memorable moment for everyone to enjoy and love. Without the support of family it can mean hard times. This is my story.

Me and my parents have never really gotten along from the time I turned sixteen. When I met the man of my dream that was when we did NOT get along at all. My parents compleatly turned in the jerks they have always been but WORSE. They kicked me out and said " We dont want you to speak to us again." That broke my heart. A parent should never say that to thier child no matter what happened. So me and my prince in shining armor moved in together.

Me and my parents continued not to speak. Until they decided they did not like Duncan, and they wanted me to come back home. I went to work with Duncan one and he wanted another cup of coffee so I went in his truck to go get him another cup. When I returned the police were there and stopped me as I was pulling in. He asked me to get out of the truck because he had to ask me an important question, so I got out. I was so sceared, I didnt know what was going on. I said " What is the problem officer?" He replied " We recived a call this morning by your parents", My heart sank, " They told us that you are being heald against your will. Is that true in anyway?" So will a smile on my face I said "No sir I am able to come and go as I please, and I know you are doing your job, but my parents are jerks and they just dont want me to be happy they are the ones that kicked me out." He stopped me and said that he knew that I was not being held there when he pulled up and was told I had gone in Duncan's truck to go get him some coffee. So he left and I called my parents as he requested I do when he was getting in to his car. My parents never answered the phone. So days came and went, and I never heard from them.

Dont get me wrong I love my parents because they are my parents. I still would like thier support when I go through thing. Like when I was in and out of the hospital and the doctor could not figure out what was wrong. I tried to call my parents so they could be there for me, but instead they didnt speak to me. When I finally found out that I had cyst on my overys and that I was pregnate, again I called them thinking they would be excited for me. I got the same reponse as I did before. So then me and Duncan decided to get married. I didnt call them or let them know. I did not want to let them break my heart again. Then one day my mom called

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