I don’t regret it.

I was 16. I asked a friend who had his license for a ride home after a school dance. He pulled over and said he “wasn’t taking me home until he got some” and proceeded to do what he wanted with me while I begged him to stop. I got pregnant. I couldn’t even look at myself in the mirror without feeling disgusted with myself from what he had done to me. How could I carry a piece of him with me for months? I had a friend drive me to the clinic. People were shouting at me for doing what was best for me in a situation that I was forced into. I don’t regret it.