I had my first son at age 16.  I thought I was going to find what I was searching for but I was wrong.  My parents took care of my son while I finished school.  But everyday as soon as I got of  the bus I would have him until bed time.  My mother would take care of him at night so I could sleep for school but no other time.  Who knew I would be a single mother.  I told him when I found out I was pregnant he acted as if I was lying.  His new girlfiend told me to leave him alone and I did.  I never said anything else.  When my son was 5 months old his dad just happen to come past my bus stop one morning and stopped to talk.  He was looking for us to hook up again.  But he had a real surprise I informed him of the baby I had 5 months earlier.  I gave him pictures and he said he would call me.  A week went  before he called back.  He stated he wanted to be there for us.  So we began dating he would come to the house to see me and our son and we would occasionally go places together.  My parents did not like him and tried to convience me that we were better off with out him.  I swore they were wrong.  So we dated  and I finished highschool as I lived at home.  Little did I know I would repeat this mistake.  On prom night which is supposed to be one of the greatest nights of your life I again made another wrong decision.  He talked me into spending the night with him in a hotel.  Again I would be a pregnant teen I got pregnant again with our second son this night.  I was 17 and  expecting our second child.  My parents were so disappointed so I set out to please him.  I now graduated and decided to move into his house.  Little did I know things to get worse overnight.