*Names have been changed.
It was a cold January day when Angie showed up unexpectedly. I could tell there was something different about her but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"I need to tell you something. It's kind of important," Angie told me seriously.
"What is it? Are you ok?" I asked.
"I'm... pregnant," she said.
"Are you sure? Who's the father?" I asked.
"Definitely. And you don't know him. I told him already and he said he doesn't want anything to do with it. But I'm going to keep it," she said.
Right now, Angie is sitting 2 feet from me, holding her 24 day-old baby girl, Marie. Both of them have fallen asleep after a long day and I have to take a picture because they both look adorable.
Back in January when Angie told me she was expecting, I didn't know what to think. Out of all of the people I hang out with, Angie was the last person I thought would have a baby, especially this young. At only 19 years old, she is young to have had one. But today, I can see that she is a great mom. I can see that she loves her baby girl unconditionally and she would do anything for her. I know that she will give her everything she can so the little girl will grow up with all of the comforts that Angie didn't have.
The baby girl is beautiful. Sometimes when they're still pretty fresh, they aren't that great to look at (if their not your own). But this one is different. She is perfect in every way. She has the cutest little nose and a lot of dark brown hair. And she is very good. She hardly ever cries and if she does, it's only for a few minutes.
Angie is a lot different now than she was in January when she told me her news. She is much calmer and more relaxed and she is very happy. Sometimes I could tell that she waas unhappy back in high school but she turned everything around. She has a great job, a nice house, and now she has a beautiful baby girl to come home to everyday. Even though Angie has to raise this baby by herself, she has a lot of great friends and family to help her out. I'm looking forward to watching this little girl grow up and I'm happy to be part of her life.
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