A short story of the antcipation of a young 14 year old’s pregnancy test will it have two lines or one what will the future hold for the young girl?

Waiting to see one line or two lines those few minutes seems like a life time sitting on the cold tiled bathroom floor the young 14 year old awaits to find out if one time of experimental fun would turn out to be the beginning of a whole new world for her.  Thoughts are running through her mind like as fast as a cheetah runs to catch his dinner. ‘What if’ she says aloud to herself?

The clock ticks every second the hand moves feels like an hour 10, 9,8, she closes her eyes 7,6,5, what will she do if this little plastic thing shows two lines? 4, 3, 2 will she tell him, what will she tell her mother and father? How disappointed will they be?  Could she raise her own child?

The anticipation of the wait is growing stronger and stronger, her tummy is tying itself into knots, she is sweating, her palms are moist she can feel the dampness of her hands with the tip of her fingers.  She wonders to herself what would her child look like? What would she name it? Alex for a boy, Gracie for a girl maybe? Would the baby have golden curls like she did when she was a younger child or have spiky black hair like the father?

Her heart skips a beat when she hears the beeping from the stop watch time is up.  “This is it” she says aloud to herself, her life will change in just a split second just one glance at that little white plastic stick could potentially change her entire life from a 14 year old school student who does well at school to a 14 year old mother.

She leans over and looks at the stick, her heart drops and then skips a beat when she sees just one single line. She has a feeling of both relief yet a small feeling of disappointment because for one moment she started to lighten up to the idea of being a young mother but feeling more relief knowing that this is what is best for her and now she should start be more careful. Has she been given a second chance?

Taking one last little glance she throws the plastic stick that caused her head to run a million miles back into the box, but she notices something different…’what, this is not right, that wasn’t there before’ were her eyes playing tricks on her, was the test incorrect maybe it’s been too long now it has to be incorrect…. right?

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  • Kirsty on Mar 8, 2009

    Well done Heather!!

    A very touching short story.

  • Erin on Mar 8, 2009

    i liked it H,
    it actually dragged me in to read it. it takes a bit to get me to actually read anything lately

  • Samantha on Mar 8, 2009

    OHH Heather what happened, you have to finish it then send it to me you have my email address…Sam

  • Majic on Mar 8, 2009

    hmn… it happens all the time! I think it’s very sad that this is now a common thing in society.

  • Nikki on Mar 8, 2009

    WOW.. Thats great Heather! You’ll be writing novels before we know it! :-)

  • Jennie-Sue on Mar 9, 2009

    You have the potential of a great story teller Heather Honey. Keep up the good work.
    P.s I agree with Sam…Has the story ended or is there more to come?

  • heather on Mar 9, 2009

    its finished lol like one of those movies that u watch and it just ends with you thinking about it hehe maybe ill write another peice lol one day

  • Christine Ramsay on Mar 9, 2009

    Gosh! Such a good write. This must happen to so many young girls.I wonder what the outcome is.

    Christine

  • Bick Parker on Mar 9, 2009

    Nicely written story of deep anticipation of an end result. I would like to know the outcome …?

  • Caroline on Mar 10, 2009

    Well done!!

  • live and lovin life on Nov 5, 2009

    That was excellently written i liked the humor and charm of the story….

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