Conflicting Perspectives

Tick-tock, tic-tock, as I waited, embarrassed, with my face bright red like a tomato, trying to escape from this problem that was consuming my mind. The doctor came out and confirmed my worst fears, stating, “I know this is hard at sixteen, but you are in fact pregnant”

With this dilemma, I found my self in tears, drowned with the thought of having to tell my parents. What am I to do? Where am I to go? I asked myself, before coming to terms with the reality, that there was no one, not my family, my peers and surely not my teachers, to help me get through this, other than one person, my dearest and closest friend, my twin sister Jamie.

The doctor left me at this point of time, claiming that I needed some time of my own, as I reflected over the situation. In frenzy, the doctor came to the relisation that this was not the way to go. In a desperate attempt to help me, the doctor asked “Is there any body I can call for you Jenny, anyone at all.”

Although, I found my self in comfort with Dr. Jacob, I needed Jamie. Within a few minutes, Jamie had found her way by my side. She asked me what had happened and I simply replied by saying, that I was pregnant. Speaking to Jamie was easy and it was surely, the one and only person that I could trust.

Now having left the surgery, Jamie took me to the one place, that I loved most and always could find my self somehow connected to, offcourse, this was Belgany Park, the most peaceful and beautiful place I know. Quickly I found my self able to think once again, as if I was isolated from the rest of the world when I was here. Rationally thinking, I began to talk to my sister, who immediately stopped to ask me, if I was going to keep the baby. It was this intimidating question that prompted me to finally attempt to face up to my problem and consequently led me to the discovery, that although I didn’t have much support, Jamie’s relationship was enough to get me through this.

“Look at it like this, Jenny, there are only two...