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I was 16 at the time when I met Sean. To me he was everything. We went out for a year and a half. We were in love, or that is what I thought. It was a month before my 18th birthday and 3 months before our 2 year anniversary when I found out I was 2 months pregnant. I was devastated, but thought that everything was going to be ok because we had talked about spending the rest of our lives together and having kids. I didn't know how to tell him or my parents. One night when we were watching a movie he asked me if there was anything wrong. I told him everything. He FLIPPED. He kept on yelling at me, calling me a slut, saying that it isn't his. How can he believe me? Who knows if he is the only one I've really been with, and that’s when he left.

When I told my parents they were disappointed, but there for me. It has been a year since this happened and 8 months into the pregnancy Sean came around. He is there for me and our baby. Aiden is now 5 months old. I am taking night classes at the college in town and Sean is working as a mechanic at an auto shop. We are doing well. I want everyone to know that you will get by having a baby. You are going to love that baby and give it the world. I know that I am lucky to have Sean back in my life and that not all of the cases end this way, but don't give up. Be strong!