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The Unexpected Pregnancy
Scenario:AneiLelise is a girl who was born in Brooklyn new York and she has a great and loving family and life and she is pregnant now
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DAD
AneiLelise McKarter
MOM
My name is AneiLelise and I am 17 years old.
I was born in Brooklyn, New York.
I have a loving family, a loving mom and dad and I have a loving life.
I go to a good school, I have good friends and I have good grades.
I am a pretty teen girl with flawless British skin, dark BROWN curly bushy afro and a nice body.
I am happy with my life but my happiness will not last long because I am about to get pregnant by a bad boy named Jace Thompson.
He is 18 years old and he is from a wealthy family.
He is handsome with flawless white skin, dark BLUE eyes and BLOND hair.
He is the most handsome guy I have ever seen in my life.
He is also the baddest guy I have ever seen in my life.
He drinks, smokes, and he does not care about anyone or anything.
I did not want to get pregnant by him but I did not have a choice because I am in love with him.
I see him as a good guy, not a bad guy.
I know my parents are going to be unhappy when they find out that I am pregnant and I am afraid of that.
I am in the hospital, sitting on the hospital bed.
I am gripping the rails of the bed because another contraction is coming.
My mom is holding my right hand and my dad is pacing back and forth by the window.
My contractions are coming every 5 minutes now.
Suddenly, my doctor comes into the room.
She checks the monitors and then she checks how far I am dilated.
"It's time," she says.
I am wheeled into delivery and I am so scared but I know I have to be strong.
Hours pass by in a blur of pushing and breathing.
Finally, at 3:47 AM, my daughter is born.
She cries loudly as she comes out.
The nurses clean her up and wrap her in a blanket.
When they place her in my arms, I notice that she has perfect brown skin, just like mine.
I also notice that her eyes are dark BROWN and they are wide open, looking at me already.
In that moment, I realize she is my new beginning.
My dad leans over my shoulder, looking at the baby.
My mom sits on the edge of the hospital bed, stroking the baby's cheek.
"Have you thought about names?" the nurse asks, clipboard in hand.
I look up at my dad with tired eyes and then back down at my daughter.
"I was thinking..."
I start to say, but before I can finish, my dad speaks up.
"Vanessah," he says softly.
My face lights up.
"That's perfect, Dad."
I test the name out, whispering it to the sleeping infant in my arms.
"Welcome to the world, Vanessah."
Vanessah stirs slightly, and in that quiet moment, I know we will face the future together.