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  • Essay / Personal Narrative: Poor girl pregnant at 18

    My mother told me "you have to abort if you're too young" and I just knew it wasn't something I wanted. The next morning when I woke up I decided to leave a note for my mother saying I was leaving and running away, my driver thought I was going to school but as soon as she After leaving, I went back out and looked for the nearest payphone and agreed to meet Michael at the nearest grocery store. Not knowing what to do, all we did was take the train without a plan or money. I immediately thought of my cousin Natalie, not knowing where her school was, I kept asking the conductor and the man behind the booth if Cabrini Catholic High School was in Manhattan and I just Arriving at her high school, she was surprised to see me, obviously she wasn't. I was waiting for me to tell him what was happening. The three of us continued to take the train without anyone knowing where we were. Natalie decided to call her mother to tell her she would be home later. As it got dark I started to miss my mother and I called her from the subway phone booth and told her I was fine and that I missed her and that I didn't want to have an abortion and that's why I left, I didn't let her talk, I just hung up for a bit. Did I know that her phone was tapped with the help of my uncle who is a police officer and is also Natalie's father. My brothers immediately went to the Bronx where they located the call trace but by that time I was gone, no one knowing I was with Natalie, she promised me she wouldn't wouldn't tell them we were with her. Leaving my heart so heavy from everything I had caused and what I was putting my mother through, I decided to go to my grandmother's house late at night because I knew she would understand . I was certainly right and was eventually reclaimed by my