mom why

a woman by the name of, jenny Miller was pregnant with her first baby, and she was vary scared, she did not want the child but it had already been 9 months pregnant, and she was about to give birth.

jenny was only 21 she had her hole life ahead of her, at least that's what she thought she was in the middle of giving birth, and she was ready to die.

the feeling of your insides getting torn apart bit by bit as the baby's head had started to pop out, the doctor that was taking care of her had said "keep pushing your almost there" .

at that moment she had pushed the hardest she had ever pushed before, and all she had wanted was for the pain to be over.

ONE HOUR LATER

she had given birth to a beautiful baby boy, the doctor was trying to hand the baby to the mother but, she was just shaking in the corner of her bed "jenny this is a one time chance" she continued to shake her head crying.

the doctor handed the baby over to one of the nurses, the nurse carried on and left the room with the baby.

"jenny please at least give him a name" the doctor pleaded "Michael" jenny cried knowing the name of his father.

the doctor walked away with a frown he did not like to see children go to an orphanage...

(first chapter tell me what you think it took me like 10 minutes so I can probably do a couple a week umm so yeah go check out my wattpad also sorry it trash I'm 12)