A Time To Remember (Part Two)

January 2, 2008 - The Test

I sit at home today and nothing feels right. I feel as if I am a shadow of who I used to be. I am so frightened. Today I will find out if there is a tiny person inside of me. Mom said she would be home early today. It is almost noon and she still isn't home.

Wait! I hear the door nob jingling. I dash into the living room. There is Mom, holding a brown paper bad from CVS. I know what it contains. The Test. Mom and I walk into her bathroom. Just the two of us. I do not even know what I am supposed to do with the test. "You pee on it," she says. She leaves me alone to face my destiny.

There its done. I did it. Now all I have to do is wait. The box said that it would take only a few minutes, so why is it feeling like an eternity? Although I know what the dreaded test is going to say, there is still some hope that it will be negative. Some tiny hope inside of me.

CRUSHED! My hope is crushed! The Test is screaming at me! It

yells, PREGNANT! The old fashioned two pink lines are a thing of the past. There is no mistaking this test. The tiny digital screen is staring at me, telling me I am pregnant. I feel myself falling, slipping. I am weeping on the bathroom floor. I cannot control the sobbing.

I hear Mom walk in through the back door. She to knows what

the Test says. She stoops on the floor beside me. I am wailing now, "my life is OVER!"  I scream. She assures me that my life is not over. It is only just beginning. She will help me through this. They will all help me through this. That gives me the strength to rise from the floor.

We all gather as a family. We talk about what is going to happen. We are all in a state of shock, a true state of shock now that our fear has come into the light, screaming at us. But for some odd reason, there is a tiny feeling of joy inside of me. I am excited that there is a life growing and changing inside of me. I still feel empty and scared, and confused, but somehow I know that no matter what happens I will be okay.

Now all of our deepest fears have been made real. I, Kylee Cosgrove, am going to have a baby at  the age of sixteen...