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Responsibility


Julio was half Puerto Rican and half Italian. He was about five inches taller than me with caramel skin, sparkling brown eyes and jet black hair with little curls and waves in it. He made me feel so special and as time went on my feelings turned from only dating him to piss my father off to truly caring about him. I wouldn't say that I loved him but it sure felt like I did. After dating for a few months I became pregnant and he left me. Before I started to show I dated a few guys but they left me once I told them that I was pregnant by a guy that I had dated they broke up with me.
             Once again I was alone with no one to care for me. I didn't know what to do so I kept my secret to myself until I could no longer handle it by myself. I called my mom and told her. At first she yelled at me then she started crying and then she told me that everything was going to be ok. We talked for a couple hours and she explained to me all my options. When she brought up having an abortion I nearly died, I told her that I would never have an abortion. Then she said that I could give the child up for adoption but I refused that option also. I didn't want someone to have to deal with my problem even though a lot of couples can't have children it was still my responsibility. I worried over how I was going to tell my father, he would probably beat the child out of me and I wasn't looking forward to telling him. My mom and I decided that it would be best if she talked to him and tried to see if I could stay with her. She told me that she would call my father later in the evening or the next morning when he wasn't drunk.
             After my long talk with my mom I started to clean so my father would not yell or hit me. I started dinner and fed my little brothers. About and hour after I finished cleaning up he came home. I was working on my homework so that he couldn't yell at me for that. He hollered for me to come to him. As soon as I heard him I jumped up and ran to his room with his plate of food and a list of the people who called.


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