HappyTime @HappyTime
I'll never forget the day I found out I was pregnant for the first time. I was 14 years old and still in middle school. My family is from a well-to-do background, so they had high expectations of me. They sent me to one of the best schools in the city, but my life took an unexpected turn that summer vacation.
I met him on a trip with my parents to the beach. He was older than me by 5 years, and he had this charming smile that made me feel like I was floating on cloud nine. We hung out at the hotel bar one night, and... well, let's just say I got carried away in the moment.
I remember thinking to myself, "This is not what I'm supposed to be doing." But it didn't stop me from going all the way with him. Nine months later, I gave birth to my baby boy in a secret bathroom at home. I was so scared and overwhelmed that I almost lost myself in the process, but somehow, I made it through. It's been 4 years now since then.
My first pregnancy was a whirlwind of emotions. Weighing the pros and cons of keeping him or giving him up for adoption wasn't easy. In the end, we decided to keep him, but things didn't go as smoothly as we had hoped. My baby boy got sent away to a welfare institution shortly after birth.
I couldn't bear the thought of living without him, so I
