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Cady is my name
Cady
I always wondered where I would have been at age sixteen. I never would have thought laying in a hospital bed after giving birth to a boy. I have never met the couple. I heard they are good people though. Their names are Mick and Cara. I was always kind of nerdy. This is why it was such a surprise when I told everyone I was expecting. Not even my mother expected it. Its only me and her. My dad left when I was only a couple of years old. This is why I gave up my baby. I didn’t want him going through life being disappointed by his parents like I was with my dad. I’m not saying all dads are a disappointment, just mine and my baby’s father. He wants nothing to do with the baby or me. I guess I can now go on to college. I am transferring schools now though. I get to many weird looks from friends at school. Everyone began to avoid me at school. There are some really nice girls at school now to me, but most call me lardo. I kind of laugh it off. I guess this will teach me a lesson. And everyone else who watched me go through it. Even the teachers started treating me differently. Some were really nice, while others not so much. Sighing loud breaths every time I asked to use the restroom. Once out of the hospital, I feel empty, not taking home my baby with me. I feel so lonely, without him constantly kicking me. I am now mad at myself everytime I got irritated at it, even if it did make me sick. I wonder if I will ever have kids again.
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