Teen Baby Mama

If I talked about boys it became a heated discussion, my parents said I’m too young and I’m rushin.’ My mom and dad were very protective, a little too much from my perspective. All I wanted was to have some fun, I felt like a prisoner that was on the run. At sixteen years old I felt I was grown, I thought I was ready to be on my own. I ran the streets and came home late; it wasn’t long before I started to date. I met a guy who seemed really into me, I even let him have my virginity. I didn’t force him to use protection, I was real naïve and afraid of rejection. I got knocked up which was no surprise, he said it’s not his baby and began telling lies. I told my parents I was keeping the baby, they said: “What‘s wrong with you girl have you gone crazy?” They said: “why bring a child into this world? You’re not grown yet you’re just a little girl.” I ran away from home for a while, with no supervision I basically went wild. I ended up in a home for teen mothers, I wasn’t alone there were plenty of others. I ran away again and my baby was taken, I didn’t realize the mistake I was making. I ended up getting into prostitution and drugs, I couldn’t seem to stop meeting Thugs! I almost died of a drug overdose, It was like I saw a light that was ever so close. It changed my life which was so filled with drama, just because I became a “teen baby mama.”