I am a young mother and would not change my choice to give up my dangerous lifestyle and become a parent. The best moment that anybody could achieve happened to me when I became pregnant and gave birth. Knowing your bringing life into the world is the most exciting feeling anybody can give to you.
             From the age of eleven until the age of pregnancy I lead a dangerous lifestyle. At first it was just sneaking out and smoking cigarettes with neighborhood kids. There were kids at the local park huddled in groups giggling together while they pasted the cigarettes stolen from our parents to each other. Being out while our parents were watching their nightly shows or sleeping was exciting to us. This went on for what seemed to be only yesterday, but in reality was two years.
             Junior High finally arrived and what was once a young innocent girl turned out to be just another statistic using and abusing. Every school night was a drinking celebration. Students would drink until they either pasted out or spent their evening praying to an empty bucket for support. Every weekend was a drug festival for us. It range from smoking cigars stuffed with marijuana to the continuous lines of cocaine our guppies (slang for "men who supply to young girls") handed us, to the extreme of smoking rock from a pipe. After eighth grade I had dropped out of school to be with my friends. This was the best life for a girl who was young and free to make her own decisions could ever imagine until conception came along.
             I was so caught up with running the streets on a daily basis and partying nightly that pregnancy never occurred to me. By the time I found out I was pregnant seven weeks had pasted. I felt horrible for what I had done to my unborn child. For seven weeks on a nightly basis I had filled my body and my unborn child's with any narcotic and alcohol product possible. I had so many questions running through my
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