I had a dream last night.
In this dream i was pregnant.
I didn't know who the father was, and I was scared to death of raising this child alone.
I remember my friends were talking about this new teacher that was really cute.
I remember someone said I was made of water, that if someone whose soul was too rough touched me I would burst.
And then I meant this teacher everyone was talking about,
and his soul was as rough as a rock,
but when he put his hands on either side of my face I was fine.
Then he said
"It will be okay, I'm here for you. I will protect you both. Nothing will harm you. You're okay now. You're okay now."
I think that the teacher was the father of the child.

Ha ha ha, I guess that sounds really weird.
Ew, teacher/student mixing.

lol, but what was weird was I liked the idea of being pregnant.
I liked the idea of having a child, of having someone that I could care for.

In all honesty,
if I were to get pregnant right now I would be happy.
Even though I'm only 15.

But that's not going to happen.
First off I'm saving it.
Second off I wouldn't be a good mother as I am now.
I'm still just a child myself.