It makes me hate my mother even more. When I was 15 I accidently became pregnant out of wedlock. I wanted my child more than anything in the world. My mother took me to a clinic and forced me to have an abortion against my will. This came after my father stopped talking to me, and my maternal grandmother told me “You ARE getting rid of this pregnancy, I will NOT have people knowing MY grandaughter is a slut!” (By the way, Grandma Louise is the first one in the door of the local Baptist church every sunday.) I did not know I had the right to refuse, I did not know I had any rights whatsoever. I told my mother she could not force me to do this, to which she replied, “Oh yes I can, you’re a minor you have no say!” That abortion has haunted me all my life. When I was laying on the table in a Valium haze (I had no anesthesia) I could feel the doctor scraping me and I was crying and begging “Please don’t take my baby!” He said nothing, just went about the!” It