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I was 14 a freshman in highschool. My boyfriend and I had sex a few times, but I never thought I could be pregnant because we used protection every time. After a few weeks of feeling "not so well" a friend of my father's asked me if I could be pregnant and bought a test. As soon as I took it I knew it was positive. Once she told my father, my opinion had no bearing on the situation anymore. My boyfriend and I had actually decided to keep the baby and make it work. My father had a different plan apparently, in his words "no pregnant b*@% is going to live in my house". A few days later he called and said my mother was flying in to be with me for the abortion the following day. That was the first I was hearing of it. 

That day was by far the worst day of my life, I am now 24 years old, and remember it like it was yesterday. He made everyone go with me, my mom, sister, boyfriend, and him. (It's NOT a family affair!!!) My mother went in with me and she said it was the hardest thing for her as well to see me in that much pain. I was awake for the whole thing. They were literally holding me down to the table and all I could do was look into my mom's eyes and cry and scream. But they wouldn't stop. My father tried to blame me later on by saying what a horrible person I was that I would never see my first child take it's first steps...it was awful.I eventually moved out of my father's house and back with my mother. 
 
Once again I became pregnant however a senior this time 17 with plans for my future. Everything was going to be o.k. or so I thougt.  Again, obviously my parents weren't happy with the situation, but it was going to be my decision this time. We decided to keep it and have a family. On new years eve of 99 at his house his bedroom caught on fire from a candle burning. Everyone was drunk, except me because of the baby. So, two of us put the fire out, in doing so I had inhaled carbon monoxide.  There were chances the baby would be born stillborn due to the smoke inhalation. So I made the difficult decision to do a partial birth abortion...not sure if that's the right term. I was in my second trimester.   
 
I am now in a relationship and we've talked about having kids. I've never stopped thinking about the decisions that have been made in my past and now I worry that I may not ever get the chance to be a mother, which is the thing I have always wanted most in my life.   
 
They say time heals all. I definately don't agree.. I don't think I will ever forget or completely heal from those two experiences.