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My name is Cristina.
I'm Italian.
I'm 17.
I'm pregnant.
What would you do if you were 17 and pregnant?
I was born seventeen years ago.
I was fucking my boyfriend seventeen weeks ago.
So, here I am, with my not-so-big belly, the day after Christmas, alone, in my boyfriend's house.
Well... mine too.
He's working.
The baby will need money, so he works.
I used to work too. It wasn't much.... but it was a job. They paid me. I wasn't a problem for my parents. They never had to buy me books, or pay my school taxes.
But he wants too.
He wants me to study. And he wants to pay for my education.
So I should be happy, ne?
But... here I am. A seventeen years old, alone, with a not-so-big belly.
And I'm scared shitless.
But it's ok. I got a house, money and I don't have to work anymore.
I'm so bored.
I'm Italian.
I'm 17.
I'm pregnant.
What would you do if you were 17 and pregnant?
I was born seventeen years ago.
I was fucking my boyfriend seventeen weeks ago.
So, here I am, with my not-so-big belly, the day after Christmas, alone, in my boyfriend's house.
Well... mine too.
He's working.
The baby will need money, so he works.
I used to work too. It wasn't much.... but it was a job. They paid me. I wasn't a problem for my parents. They never had to buy me books, or pay my school taxes.
But he wants too.
He wants me to study. And he wants to pay for my education.
So I should be happy, ne?
But... here I am. A seventeen years old, alone, with a not-so-big belly.
And I'm scared shitless.
But it's ok. I got a house, money and I don't have to work anymore.
I'm so bored.