Finding Me: Teenage Pregnancy, A True Story

"Happy sixteenth to me, happy sixteenth to me, on the way to my birthday party, happy sixteenth to me." That is right, today is the big sweet sixteen and my friends have a special party planned, or do they? There was a secret that they were keeping from me so I did not tell anyone that I knew what was going on. Arriving at a friend's house after school, I saw balloons and cake. Wow! It was a party for me. We sat there talking and singing so loud that you could hear us down the street. Then my mother showed up. How could she? This was my party with my friends and my mom just showed up. It seemed as if all eyes were on me. The minute stood so still that even the leaves on treetops did not move. What was it that everyone seemed to know, everyone but me? The moment passed, finally, and my best friend gave me a box to open in front of everyone. My mom and my friends stared at me for a moment as I hesitated to open it. The weirdest gift was inside, a pregnancy test. I was not, it just could not be, I am not pregnant. Something is a little off with me, I know, but it is a very stressful time in my life. Can a girl just get a break once in a while? The denial that once overtook my body seemed to cease. I realized that indeed I am. I am on the cheerleading team, I am in gymnastics, and indeed I am pregnant at sixteen.