Within the week after I found out I was pregnant, I was feeling some more symptoms. Mostly nausea. I tried to hide from my mom if I got nauseous. I was still in a state of denial. And I had no idea what I should do. I was either going to end the pregnancy or become a mom at the age of 19. And I know women do it. My mom had me when she was 20. But I wasn't her. And I did not want my life to change this much. A child was not part of the plan. I'm selfish for thinking this. I should deal with the consequences of my actions. But I'm not ready. My mind would not stop running. Matteo was working a lot, to try to save money over the summer. He would text me a lot during the day, just to make sure I was alright. I still wasn't really ready to talk about it very much. I though

