my essay

Trouble
As I was stepping towards the front door, I felt like my heart would jump out of my chest and just scream bloody murder. I was scared out of my mind. I never thought that something like this would happen to me. I thought I would be smarter. I had to face the music sometime though; the other alterative was not an opinion to me. Finally, I just manned up and opened to the door and stepped into my worst nightmare.
My parents were sitting in our living room doing their normal activities. Dad, sitting on the huge chair that he loved more than anything, was on the laptop, working of course, while mom was reading a book about parenting on the couch. Great was all I could think about; maybe that book would have all the answers. As I walked to the hallway about to go up the stairs, hoping they did not see me pass by, I was not ready, I heard my father say, “How was your day daring?” As I turned back to the living room, suddenly my knees gave out on me, my palms got amazingly sweaty, and that white, huge room seemed as small as I was. Without even thinking, I just blurted it out; “I’m pregnant!”
The light coming in from our window-walled living room changed from the shinning, golden sun to the light from the lamp on a detective’s desk. As I stood there with no words to say, I waited for their response. I was dripping sweat of fear, and it felt like time had frozen. From the corner of my eye, I saw my mom’s face drop into her hands with despair while my dad’s face changed into the brightest, reddest, red I have ever seen in my entire life. As dad stood up from the chair, throwing the laptop into it, he just started yelling many questions like, “What do you mean? How could this have happen? Who is the stupid, little boy who got you pregnant?” My mom was quiet still. I started to cry. I could not hold it in anymore. I decided I would answer one question at a time. “I’m pregnant Dad” is the only way I thought to answer that first question. He should know how I got pregnant consider him and mom gave me the bird and the bee talk when I was ten, which was only six years ago, but I did not want to seem like a smart butt at a time like this, so I decided I would combine the second and the third answer together. “His name is Tyler dad” I started off. “He is in my third block with me. He is the head football star, the quarterback, and I fell for what he was saying.”
Just the mention of his name made me think back when all this happened. I was at my locker minding my own business like I normally do when he came up to me. I could not believe it at first. Why would the head football star come up to me, the shiest girl in school, and just start a conversion? I did not hang with the popular crowd like him, so it threw me off. His smooth, shinny hair, not one out of place, and his perfect smile and his deep blue eyes I could just swim in made me go into a state of mind I had no clue on how to get myself out of. With his deep voice he asked me what I was doing after school and maybe if I could tutor him in math, the class we had together. Of course without even thinking I answered yes. I was like a giddy little kid. We talked for a few more minutes than the bell rang and we had to go to our next class. Well I guess anyone could guess what happened after that. One thing led to another and here I am now, telling my parents about the baby I was going to have.
Finally my mom spoke but she was so quiet that with all my dad’s noises in the background, I could hardly hear her. “Have you thought about another opinion” she asked. I knew they would ask that. My parents and I had different beliefs about this subject. I was more pro-life while they were more pro-choice. “No mother, you know how I feel about abortion. I will not do it.” She just sat there again while dad started screaming again. “I thought you were smarter than that Alex. I thought you knew when to say no.” The thing is I did know when to say no. I could have never told my dad that I wanted it happen. I was the shy, skinny girl that no one paid attention to. I thought I was ugly. To have someone as amazing as Tyler to want to do that with me, it made me feel beautiful, like I was someone special. I just thought that I could not get pregnant. I thought that I was different from all the other teenage mothers. I thought I could not get pregnant with my first time. “I’m sorry Dad, I am your baby girl and I failed you, and I failed you too Mom. Please, I need the support of my parents to get through this.” Dad was still standing; however, he went from yelling to speechless. Finally Mom rose and gave me the biggest hug I could have ever answered for. The kind of hug only a mother could give. As she squeezed me into her body, my face was up against her hair and I could smell her hair. It smelt like flowers still in the field. It felt like we had become one. My pain was her pain. In that one powerful hug, I suddenly knew everything was going to be ok. I was protective. As I lifted my head from my mom’s shoulder, I looked at my dad and our eyes met. Before I knew it, my dad was hugging both my mom and me. Both of us fit into his arms. In that family hug, I felt more loved then I have ever felt my entire life. No one, not even Tyler, could ever make me feel more loved then I felt in that one simple hug. Trouble had hit me, but my family would fight with me until the end.