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This is not such a bad life tale, but it does start out as a no good beginning. I grew up way to fast. I was taking care of four children when I was 10 years old. By the time I was 13 I was on alot of drugs I was having unprotected sex and running away. 2 years down the road my soul mate was killed in a freak accident. Then 6 months later I met the love of my life. When my mom found out I was dating him she took me to live with my dad 1400 hundred miles away with nothing but the clothes on my back. She disowned me when she found out he moved there to be with me. Soon I turned 16 and me and him got married. Four months later I got pregnant. At first I was so happy then I started to become so scared. I buried myself in my job. I worked more then 50 hours a week. Just because I wanted to drown out what I was feeling. Then all hell broke lose. I lost my job and my husband lost his. We were both immature so instead of searching for help we lived in a house with no food and no electricity. I knew that this was not good since I was four months pregnant. Finally the straw broke. We packed up what we could and moved back to florida to live with my dad. I hate to say it but again I was running away. I spent every day depressed trying to figure out how I was going to afford to take care of my baby. At this time I was 6 months pregnant and had not even seen a doctor. So my life was horrible. But then I started realizing that the only reason my life was like this was because I made it this way. So sowly things started getting better. I was 17 when I had my son. It was the best day of my life. He is so beatiful. Perfect complexion, perfectly portioned head. Everybody was amazed at him. Things were hard for me. At times I wanted to run away not because I didnt love him but because I loved him so much that I was afraid that I wouldnt be able to give him the life that I never had. I was tired all the time. I felt horrible that I couldnt breastfeed him like I wanted. I just felt so bad. But again things started to get a little easier. He is now 4 months old and doing really well. He is already sleeping through the night and has been for a while. I know longer feel like I want to run away. I enjoy every minute I spend with him. So to all you teen parents out there Or pregnant teens. I know it is scary but what ever you dont leave that baby. You will be the only person who knows how to take care of him. He or she needs you more then you will ever know. It is hard at first but you will love when he smiles or when he rolls over for the first time. And once he does this you will know that you made the right decision.

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