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I sat quietly on the first step. Listening to there yells. My mother said "adoption." My father said "abortion." My grandma would of said "keep the child." But she wasn't there. They yelled at each other blaiming each other for this disaster. But was it a disaster? I wasn't so sure.

So I stood up quietly. But no one saw me because they were all to busy screaming. So I slowly walked up to them, so I could speak. I said quietly, "I wan't to keep the baby." No one even looked. No one could hear me. So I raised my voice, "I want to keep the baby." Still no one could hear me. So I yelled, "I am going to keep my baby."

Finally, everyone turned to stare at me. In unison for the first time that night my divorced parents agreed. They said "NO" in a yell. Both of them. Then my mother sat down put her head in her hands and said "I can't believe you did this to us." My dad followed this blowing hit by saying "I never thought I could be ashamed of you."

I couldn't believe my ears. Both of them turned on me. My mother the Baptist Christian who thought abortion was a sin and had said that she couldn't of put her kids up for adoption because it would of hurt too much. So she expected me to?

Then there was my father who didn't even care what happened to me until I was 2 and my mother decided to finally marry him. Then he had only cared about me after the divorce because getting me meant hurting my mom. So as far as I was concerned he had no room to talk.

"Mom, Dad" I said looking at each of them in turn. "I am going to keep this child. I am going to love it and it is going to be my baby." My father got mad then and walked out of the house ranting about how he couldn't believe this and it was all my mothers falt. My mother just sat quietly in her chair. Not saying a word. But the look on her face spoke volumes.

So I walked out too. Following the example my father had taught me over the years. I had a car, a boyfriend (would he take me in?) ,and I had friends. Maybe I would be ok after all. Did I need them. I could stay with my grandpa. He loved me and wouldn't judge me, I thought quietly.

So I drove to my grandpas, 17 and pregnant. He took me in hugged me and told me it would be alright. He is my rock when I have none and my shield with which I am protected.

----------------------1 year later--------------------------

My baby girl, I thought quietly. My grandpa was holding her. Saying she looked just like me. My boyfriend was holding my hand, looking faint and at the same time some what happy. My mom and dad hadn't come, but my step-dad had. He said he was happy for me, held my daughter, got teary eyed and left. My friends were all around me. Happy for me and supporting me in everything.

Though the future is unknown to me. The moment is all I need to see that I have greatness all around me. A little girl with blue eyes. An old man with a heart of gold. A man who is more responsible than any other. All people of substance and loyalty. They are my future and that is all I need to see.