I remember finding out I was pregnant, the nurse loked at me to be honest as if I was a whore, and I vividly rememer her looking at me with disdain as I told her my age, "14...." It seemed then as if the number echoed in my head, I was pregant at 14. My only thought then was to go back through those double doors and tell the Love of my life that I was having his child. My eyes sheened with tears although none fell, I took a deep breathe ad pushed those doors open, his head snapped up from looking at his boots to automatically skimming up my body to look at my face. And he knew. Still I walked to up to him and said ' I'm pregnant for sure" For us this was the begining of the end though neither of us knew it............