Oops, I'm pregnant
627 Words
When the sun shone on my face the next day, the warm touch could not dispel the haze in my heart. I woke up slowly, but found that my clothes were in disarray. At that moment, my mind was blank, and then there was a sharp pain, as if countless needles were piercing my head. There was also severe pain in my stomach, and the pain was like a tide, wave after wave, making me curl up. An ominous premonition came to my mind. I didn't know what happened, but my heart was full of fear, as if an invisible hand was tightly strangling my throat, making it almost impossible for me to breathe.
In the next few months, my body underwent strange changes. My belly gradually grew bigger, and every time I saw myself in the mirror, I was terrified. I began to secretly search the Internet for information, trying to find the answer. In those quiet nights, I hid in the corner of the room, staring at the computer screen nervously, my fingers trembling slightly. Looking at the symptoms and descriptions of pregnancy on the screen, my heart sank to the bottom. Every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting my heart hard. I guessed that I might be pregnant, but I couldn't believe it was true. How could I be pregnant? This is ridiculous. I kept asking myself, why is this happening? Why did fate play such a trick on me?
I don't want to give birth to this child. The arrival of this child is not my will. He will only make my life more painful. Every time I think of this, my heart is filled with despair. I can't let this child ruin my future. I still have my own dreams and the life I want to pursue. So, I plucked up the courage, secretly took some money from my aunt's house, and decided to go to the hospital to abort the child. When I took the money, my hands kept shaking, and my heart was full of guilt and uneasiness. But I knew that I had no other choice. I carefully avoided the people in the village, and every step I took was like walking on a tightrope, for fear of being discovered. I came to the hospital with a glimmer of hope.
The smell of disinfectant filled the hospital, and the pungent smell made me nervous and uneasy. My heart beat very fast, as if it was about to jump out of my chest. I nervously told the doctor about my situation, with a trembling voice: "Doctor, I... I may be pregnant, I don't want this child, can you help me?" The doctor looked at me with sympathy in his eyes, but he shook his head and said: "Young man, this is not a trivial matter. Your wife's signature is required to abort the child. This is the rule." My heart sank instantly, as if I had fallen into an ice cave. I asked desperately: "Is there no other way? Doctor, please." The doctor sighed helplessly and said: "I'm sorry, I have no way. This is the law, we can't violate it." I returned home frustrated, and my mind was in chaos along the way. I didn't know what to do, and the road ahead seemed to become dark, and I couldn't see a glimmer of hope. I fell into a deep ideological struggle. On the one hand, I didn't want to give birth to this child and didn't want to be bound by this unexpected life; on the other hand, I didn't know how to solve this problem and who to ask for help. I felt so helpless and lonely, as if I was abandoned by the whole world.
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