Tavn's Name Bank BNG -- Part II

tavn · February 17, 2012, 4:55pm

LINK TO PART I: Nameberry - Welcome to the Nameberry Forums

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [DAUGHTER], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [DAUGHTER] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [BABY’S DADDY] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [BABY’S DADDY]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. Just as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [BABY’S DADDY] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. One thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [BABY’S DADDY], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [DAUGHTER] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [BABY’S DADDY]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [FOSTER SISTER] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [FOSTER SISTER] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [FOSTER SISTER]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [FOSTER SISTER] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [DAUGHTER] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [FOSTER SISTER] name him together and he gets your last name just like [DAUGHTER] did. You decide to name him [CHOOSE A NAME FROM BELOW].

[SON] looks just like your eldest brother, [BROTHER], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

TO BE CONTINUED…

tavn · February 17, 2012, 5:09pm

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with Makynziey, but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave Makynziey home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Wyatt[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Wyatt[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Wyatt[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Wyatt[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for Makynziey because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Wyatt[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Tatum[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Tatum[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Tatum[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Tatum[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching Makynziey and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Tatum[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like Makynziey did. You decide to name him [name]Landyn[/name] [name]Mykel[/name] [name]Baxter[/name].

[name]Landyn[/name] looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Luca[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

[name]Little[/name] [name]Landyn[/name]

Makynziey at 1 year

jillianthebookbutter · February 17, 2012, 5:49pm

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Addisyn[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Addisyn[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Daniel[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Daniel[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Daniel[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Daniel[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Addisyn[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Daniel[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Ariel[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Ariel[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Ariel[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Ariel[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Addisyn[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Ariel[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Addisyn[/name] did. You decide to name him Aayden Ethyn.

Aayden looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Hunter[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

shanade213 · February 17, 2012, 7:39pm

22 year old male, LN 1: [name]Max[/name] [name]Andrew[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
19 year old female, LN 1: [name]Lydia[/name] [name]Emeline[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
18 year old male, LN 1: [name]Kai[/name] [name]Peter[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
16 year old male, LN 1: [name]Boone[/name] [name]Thomas[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
16 year old male #2, LN 2: [name]Hugo[/name] [name]Walter[/name] [name]Patton[/name]
15 year old female, LN 3: [name]Avalon[/name] [name]Tabitha[/name] [name]Walsh[/name]
14 year old female, LN 1: [name]Piper[/name] [name]Vivienne[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
13 year old male, LN 1: [name]Christian[/name] [name]Joel[/name] [name]Ian[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
12 year old male, LN 1: [name]Gabriel[/name] [name]Hunter[/name] [name]Gabe[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
10 year old male, LN 2: [name]Luca[/name] [name]Edison[/name] [name]Luke[/name] [name]Patton[/name]

[name]Piper[/name] [name]Vivienne[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name] w/
[name]Emersyn[/name] Ayva [name]Emme[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
[name]Koltyn[/name] [name]Mykel[/name] Kolt [name]Gallagher[/name]

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Emme[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Emme[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Hugo[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Hugo[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Hugo[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Hugo[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Emme[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Hugo[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Avalon[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Avalon[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Avalon[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Avalon[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Emme[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Avalon[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Emme[/name] did. You decide to name him [name]Koltyn[/name] [name]Mykel[/name] Kolt [name]Gallagher[/name].

Kolt looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Max[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

east93 · February 17, 2012, 8:58pm

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Aubree[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Aubree[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Drew[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Drew[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Drew[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Drew[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Aubree[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Drew[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Jewel[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Jewel[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Jewel[/name]'s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Jewel[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Aubree[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

Zayn looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Simon[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

Picture of Zayn: http://tinyurl.com/zaynethyn

karabe23 · February 18, 2012, 4:21am

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Ada[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Ada[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Max[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Max[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Max[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Max[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Ada[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Max[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Piper[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Piper[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Piper[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Piper[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Ada[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Piper[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Ada[/name] did. You decide to name him [CHOOSE A NAME FROM BELOW].

Zayn Khristoffer [name]Kit[/name] looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Roman[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

TO BE CONTINUED…

karmaismyname · February 18, 2012, 5:50am

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Addisyn[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Addisyn[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Hunter[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Hunter[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Hunter[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Hunter[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Addisyn[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Hunter[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Tatum[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Tatum[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Tatum[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Tatum[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Addisyn[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Tatum[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Tatum[/name] did. You decide to name him [name]Koltyn[/name] Anthonee [name]Shaw[/name].

[name]Koltyn[/name] looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Chase[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

namelover12 · February 21, 2012, 6:53pm

22 year old male, LN 1: [name]Asher[/name] [name]Shane[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
19 year old female, LN 1:[name]Ella[/name] [name]Avalon[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
18 year old male, LN 1:[name]Luca[/name] [name]Wyatt[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
16 year old male, LN 1: [name]Simon[/name] [name]Mateo[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
16 year old male #2, LN 2:[name]Lee[/name] [name]Nelson[/name] Cote
15 year old female, LN 3:[name]Tabitha[/name] [name]Jewel[/name] Langely
14 year old female, LN 1: [name]Lydia[/name] Anglina [name]Gallagher[/name]
13 year old male, LN 1: [name]Max[/name] [name]Tyler[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
12 year old male, LN 1:[name]Adam[/name] [name]Carter[/name] [name]Gallagher[/name]
10 year old male, LN 2: [name]Gus[/name] [name]Otto[/name] Cote

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [[name]AUBREE[/name]], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [[name]AUBREE[/name]] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [[name]LEE[/name]] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [[name]LEE[/name]]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [[name]LEE[/name]] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [[name]LEE[/name]], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [[name]AUBREE[/name]] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [[name]LEE[/name]]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [[name]TABITHA[/name]] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [[name]TABITHA[/name]] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [[name]TABITHA[/name]]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [[name]TABITHA[/name]] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [[name]AUBREE[/name]] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [[name]TABITHA[/name]] name him together and he gets your last name just like [[name]AUBREE[/name]] did. You decide to name him [[name]LANDYN[/name] [name]DANYEL[/name]].

[[name]SON[/name]] looks just like your eldest brother, [[name]ASHER[/name]], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

GenevieveReine · February 22, 2012, 6:25am

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Aubree[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Aubree[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Peter[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Pete[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Peter[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Peter[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Aubree[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Peter[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Molly[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Molly[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Molly[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Molly[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Aubree[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Molly[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Aubree[/name] did. You decide to name him [name]Karsin[/name] Anthonee.

[name]Karsin[/name] looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Andrew[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

bae123 · February 22, 2012, 5:03pm

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Aubree[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Aubree[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Wyatt[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Wyatt[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Wyatt[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Wyatt[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Aubree[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Wyatt[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Lydia[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Lydia[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of Lyd’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Lydia[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Aubree[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Lydia[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Aubree[/name] did. You decide to name him Zayn Alexzandr

Zayn looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Byron[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

Westfall620 · February 22, 2012, 5:54pm

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [[name]Aubree[/name]], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [[name]Aubree[/name]] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [[name]Danny[/name]] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [[name]Danny[/name]]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [[name]Danny[/name]] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [[name]Danny[/name]], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [[name]Aubree[/name]] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [[name]Danny[/name]]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [[name]Ariel[/name]] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [[name]Ariel[/name]] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [[name]Ariel[/name]]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [[name]Ariel[/name]] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [[name]Aubree[/name]] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [[name]Ariel[/name]] name him together and he gets your last name just like [DAUGHTER] did. You decide to name him [Aayden Alexzandr].

[Aayden Alexzandr] looks just like your eldest brother, [[name]Chase[/name]], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

TO BE CONTINUED…

jessicajanex17 · February 23, 2012, 10:30am

22 year old male, LN 1: [name]Joel[/name] [name]Louis[/name] McMahon
19 year old female, LN 1: [name]Molly[/name] [name]Tabitha[/name] McMahon
18 year old male, LN 1: [name]Michael[/name] [name]Simon[/name] McMahon
16 year old male, LN 1: [name]Shane[/name] [name]Daniel[/name] McMahon
16 year old male #2, LN 2: [name]Christian[/name] [name]Wyatt[/name] [name]Patton[/name]
15 year old female, LN 3: [name]Laila[/name] [name]Avalon[/name] [name]Walsh[/name]
14 year old female, LN 1: [name]Lydia[/name] [name]Vivienne[/name] McMahon [daughter: [name]Aubree[/name] Maddyson McMahon, son: [name]Koltyn[/name] Alexzandr McMahon]
13 year old male, LN 1: [name]Max[/name] [name]Hunter[/name] McMahon
12 year old male, LN 1: [name]Andrew[/name] [name]Kai[/name] McMahon
10 year old male, LN 2: [name]Gabriel[/name] [name]Walter[/name] McMahon

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Aubree[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Aubree[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Christian[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Christian[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Christian[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Christian[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Aubree[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Christian[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Laila[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Laila[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Laila[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Laila[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Aubree[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Laila[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Aubree[/name] did. You decide to name him [name]Koltyn[/name] Alexzandr McMahon.

[name]Koltyn[/name] looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Joel[/name] and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

princessnoribori · February 23, 2012, 12:14pm

ou gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Aubree[/name] [name]Olyvia[/name] [name]Shaw[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Aubree[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Joel[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Joel[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Joel[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Joel[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Aubree[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Joel[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Laila[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Laila[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Laila[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Laila[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Aubree[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Laila[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Aubree[/name] did. You decide to name him Aaydin Khristoffer [name]Shaw[/name].

Aaydin looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Hugo[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

kickinkay · February 23, 2012, 4:14pm

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when yougo back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]EMERSYN[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]EMERSYN[/name]homelonger than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]EDDIE[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why notstartnow. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]EDDIE[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]EDDIE[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.*

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]EDDIE[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]EMERSYN[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.*

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]EDDIE[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check andcontinueon with your life.*

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]ARIEL[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.*

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]ARIEL[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.*

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]ARIEL[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]ARIEL[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]EMERSYN[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.*

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]ARIEL[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]EMERSYN[/name] did. You decide to name him ZAYN ALEXZANDR.

ZAYN looks just like your eldest brother, [name]ASHER[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.*

kyri_laina · February 23, 2012, 5:33pm

22 year old male, LN 1: [name]Conrad[/name] [name]Tyler[/name] [name]Blake[/name]
19 year old female, LN 1: [name]Ariel[/name] [name]Tatum[/name] [name]Blake[/name]
18 year old male, LN 1: [name]Christian[/name] [name]Peter[/name] [name]Blake[/name]
16 year old male, LN 1: [name]Hunter[/name] [name]Max[/name] [name]Blake[/name]
16 year old male #2, LN 2: [name]Andrew[/name] [name]Lane[/name] “[name]Drew[/name]” [name]Hoover[/name]
15 year old female, LN 3: [name]Lydia[/name] [name]Verity[/name] [name]Langley[/name]
14 year old female, LN 1: [name]Ella[/name] [name]Piper[/name] [name]Blake[/name]
13 year old male, LN 1: [name]Byron[/name] [name]Theo[/name] [name]Blake[/name]
12 year old male, LN 1: [name]Shane[/name] [name]Thomas[/name] [name]Blake[/name]
10 year old male, LN 2: [name]Michael[/name] [name]Mckinley[/name] [name]Hoover[/name]

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Aubree[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Aubree[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Drew[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Drew[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Drew[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Drew[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Aubree[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Drew[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Lydia[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Lydia[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Lydia[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Lydia[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Aubree[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Lydia[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Aubree[/name] did. You decide to name him [name]Landyn[/name] Alexzandr.

[name]Landyn[/name] looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Conrad[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

TO BE CONTINUED…

emmie157 · March 1, 2012, 6:37pm

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Emersyn[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Emersyn[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Andrew[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Andrew[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Andrew[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Andrew[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Emersyn[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Andrew[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Piper[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Piper[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Piper[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Piper[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Emersyn[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Piper[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Emersyn[/name] did. You decide to name him Zayn [name]Jaidyn[/name] [name]Patton[/name].

Zayn looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Joel[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

Mary-la · March 2, 2012, 5:01pm

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Bree[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Bree[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Simon[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Simon[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Simon[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Simon[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Bree[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Simon[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Piper[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Piper[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying with a friend of [name]Piper[/name]’s for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Piper[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Bree[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Piper[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [name]Bree[/name] did. You decide to name him Zayn Andrue.

Zayn looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Dexter[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

TO BE CONTINUED…

baileyanne · March 3, 2012, 9:55am

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with Leighanna, but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave Leighanna home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Theo[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Theo[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Theo[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Theo[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for Leighanna because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Theo[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Verity[/name], picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Verity[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Verity[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Verity[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching Leighanna and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Verity[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like Leighanna did. You decide to name him Zayn Alexzandr.

Zayn looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Tyler[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

TO BE CONTINUED…

bb1 · March 4, 2012, 2:16am

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Kaydence[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Kay[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Joel[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Joel[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Joel[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Joel[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Kay[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Joel[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Ariel[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Ariel[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Ariel[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Ariel[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Kaydence[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Ariel[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [DAUGHTER] did. You decide to name him Aayden [name]Mykel[/name]. (omg)

Aayden looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Conrad[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.

TO BE CONTINUED…

karabe23 · March 4, 2012, 3:38am

You gave birth to your daughter a week before summer vacation. You get the whole summer with her, but you know that when you go back to school, you’re going to have to leave her with your foster parents. They’ve warmed up some toward you and help you with [name]Anna[/name], but it will still be hard to leave her.

You start back up at school. You made a couple of friends at the end of last year. They invite you to a party that’s going on that night. You don’t want to leave [name]Anna[/name] home longer than needed, but you decide you’ll go to this one party. You’ve never been invited to one, so why turn this one down?

When you get there, you see that this party is mostly upperclassmen. You see [name]Theo[/name] and instantly turn on your heels to leave, but your friends stop you. They tell you that you have to learn being around him sometime, so why not start now. You reluctantly stay. Your friends want you to grab a few drinks with them to calm your nerves. You do, but as you start drinking, you start thinking about all the horrible things in your life, and how the only time everything was easy was when you were carefree with [name]Theo[/name]. You miss that feeling and you really want to have a family – not some broken up family with no structure. But you know you’ll never have that. [name]Just[/name] as all these thoughts are going through your head (and you’re quite inebriated), [name]Theo[/name] comes up to you. You don’t even wait for him to speak. You jump on him, hug him, and start crying. Slightly embarrassed, he takes you upstairs. [name]One[/name] thing quickly leads to another, and you easily go back to your old ways with him. But then he disappears and you pass out.

You wake up at home, in your bed. Your foster parents are very upset with you. They don’t know that you slept with [name]Theo[/name], but they know you got drunk, and that caused them to have to buy baby formula for [name]Anna[/name] because she can’t drink your milk till it’s out of your system. They make you work hard all day around the house to pay off the formula.

When you go back to school, you catch eyes with [name]Theo[/name]. He quickly looks away and walks off with his friends. He obviously wants nothing to do with you other than one-nighters. So you make sure your emotions are in check and continue on with your life.

However, a few weeks later, you wake up sick. Your stomach drops. But then you shake it off. You couldn’t possibly be pregnant after a one night rendezvous. But as the week goes on, the nauseous feeling doesn’t go away. You try to hide it as best as you can, but your foster sister, [name]Angelina[/name] picks up on it and blatantly asks you if you’re pregnant. You confide in her and she agrees to sneak a pregnancy test to you. You take it and it comes back positive. You cry all night and can’t believe how stupid you could be.

A few weeks later, you finally gather up the guts to tell your foster parents. This time they insist you get an abortion. Last time, they wanted you to “pay the consequence”, but this time, they don’t want to deal with supporting and caring for two babies. But you refuse. You couldn’t imagine your life without your daughter and you refuse to imagine a life without this baby either. They say they’re going to ask that you be transferred to a different foster family. You don’t want to go through all this again, so you decide you’re going to take your daughter and run away that night. [name]Angelina[/name] says she’s going with you. So the two of you leave that night.

You wind up staying at a friend of [name]Angelina[/name]’s place for a couple weeks. Neither of you go to school. Instead, you’re both out looking for jobs day and night. [name]Angelina[/name] finally gets one and you follow suit a week later. You’re able to work your schedules so that when you’re at work, she’s home watching [name]Anna[/name] and vice versa. Within a month of leaving your foster parents’, the two of you have enough to support yourselves in a one bedroom apartment.

7 months later, you give birth to a baby boy. You and [name]Angelina[/name] name him together and he gets your last name just like [DAUGHTER] did. You decide to name him Zayn Khristoffer.

[name]Kit[/name] looks just like your eldest brother, [name]Adam[/name], and it breaks your heart. It’s hard to think that you already have 2 children by the age of 16. You decide you REALLY need to pull your life together…NOW! And you want to get back in touch with your siblings.