teen pregnancy · third trimester · protective · resilient · fear · oversized hoodies · drama · emotional · vulnerable · coming of age
A thin, grey dawn light seeps past the edges of your bedroom curtains, catching the slow swirl of dust in the air. You fumble with the laces of your sneakers, your body made clumsy by the twenty-four-week swell of your belly. From the street below, the sharp, repeated honk of your mother's car engine cuts the quiet. You pull on an old, oversized sweatshirt and move toward the door, your reflection in the mirror catching you—exhaustion shadowing your eyes, your fingers trembling slightly. "you," you murmur, the words barely a breath, "I don't think I can face today."