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the tears of my teenage pregnancy

Well,it all began because i begged the police to put me into care,I was 11 years at the time,both my older sisters had already gone and I was the last one at home being seriously abused by both my parents.Over the next couple of years i was placed in lots of different childrens homes as i was deemed out of control in each one i went to,but really i was a scared lonely young girl,i had very little contact with my parents,and none with my sisters.I was 13 when they finally placed me in a childrens home where they didnt physically punish you,so i became settled,and it was then i met my boyfriend he seemed so charming,and id of walked to the end of the earth to keep him,i adored him.He turned out to be a drug addict,and started giving me a few slaps i didnt think much of it as i was so used to this,but the slaps turned to punches,and daily humiliation.I found out by this time i was pregnant,i was 14,he was 22.The police took him in for questioning,for statuory rape,he denied,when he was bailed later that day,he came to the kids home,and punched me in the nose so hard blood exploded everywhere,if that was not enough he threw me to the floor and stamped on my tummy me holding myself to protect baby,i felt my ribs being crushed by the force of his heavy doc marten boot,i was admitted to hospital,but stupidly i didnt press charges.Later on in the pregnancy he was arrestted for slicing someones face with a knife,he had paralysed them down their face,i hoped he would go to prison but they just bailed him.After he had got out that same day i was sitting in his flat,and he went beserk over nothing,literally smashed my face to pieces,i tried desperately to get up but he just kept pushing me back down on the bed,punching my face again and again,i must have lost consciousness for a few minutes,when i came too,with blood all over my face and clothes,and my tummy ached so much,he said how beautiful i looked,i knew he was crazy by then,he pushed me back down on the bed and raped me,i cried and cried but he would not let go,he went to use the bathroom so i got up with all my might and made it to the front door,and ran and ran,he must have followed me because the next thing i knew i was in a shop with a knife up to my throat,luckily somebody called the police and for the first time he must of seen sense,he let me go,i did press charges for GBH,but he was still not sent to prison.Well my baby was born 4 weeks early,because i suffered pre-eclampsia she wasnt growing anymore,so i had to be induced,boyfriend was there throughout the birth,i had a beautiful little girl,weighing 4lb10oz,she had too be kept in for a while,but little did i know there was a ugly bitter court battle about to happen,it was my mother of all people,she hooked up with another bloke,my mother who had abused me for all those very very painful years of my childhood,wanted my little girl,the court date came,every statement she lied and lied,said i was a drug addict,amongst many other things,the courts beleived her,even though theyd made me award of the courts only a few years,(meant that the law chooses where i should live)my parents had been barred from seeing me for 2 years prior to this.the court battle went on and she won,my little girl was 3,my mother took her from my arms and my girl screamed for me and screamed,my mum shoved her in the car,and i was left with nothing,but her little teddy she loved,why did she do it you might ask,well she hated me she always told me that from when i was as young as 2,she used to lock me in our big rabbit hutch at the bottom of the garden,and id sit with the rabbits for hours amongst all the shite,until they were ready to let me out.My litttle girl is not little anymore shes almost 16,she hates my mum,and we send secret emails,she lives hundreds of miles away,once shes 16 shes running away,and we will be reunited,maybe a little to late,but weve waited for nearly 13 years,and ill always picture the day she went away.ive never hated anyone as much as i hate her.my girls father later went on to commit suicide,he didnt want to live until he was 30,so he overdosed when he was 29,on my 21st birthday he did it.

 

Author : laura678

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