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Hi fellas! My name is Louis, and I have something to tell you. Ok. My girlfriend got pregnant. There is nothing unusual about that, right? But the thing is that I'm 16 years old. So… Hurray?

I don't remember when I met Jasmine, because I was just a baby! Her parents were our neighbors, so, as my mother used to say - Jasmine and I have known each other since we were in diapers. We grew up side-by-side. When we were kids we literally did everything together. So until 16, we were the best of friends. But then I ruined it. Not on purpose! I was just growing up and becoming a man, you know… Yeah, so I told Jasmine that I wanted to be more than just friends with her. And of course, she said those standard words - that she didn't want to ruin our friendship and all that kind of stuff that girls usually say. So I got trapped in the friend zone. Or more precisely, we created this friend zone 16 years ago.

It`s Ok, I could've handled that. I would have suffered a little and my feelings would have gone away, but then I found out that she had started dating a guy from school. Mike. Freaking Mike, from drama class. He looks more like a peacock than a man. And she would rather date him, than me? C’mon, everyone knows that Mike has dated half the girls at school! How did Jasmine even agree to go on a date with him? I was so mad. I tried to tell her that he was just gonna use her, but she wouldn`t listen. And after a few months passed, it happened.
I saw her near the school crying. You don't have to be a detective to figure out what happened. So I went up to her and hugged her without saying a word. I took her home and she told me everything. As I expected, Mike had broken up with her. To be honest, I had to bite my lip to not say "I told you so." And thank god I didn`t say that. She seemed so grateful for my compassion that when we said goodbye, she looked directly in my eyes… and kissed me. Oh, boy… I had dreamt about this moment, and now it was happening! That's how we started dating. Oh, these were the happiest moments of my life. We spent our days and nights together, and I didn't want to leave her even for a second!

For three weeks I just glowed with happiness, until one morning someone knocked on my door. Jasmine and her parents were standing in the doorway. They came into the house, and shocked us with some news: "Jasmine was pregnant!" Wow, I just froze. I sat in a daze, and I couldn't even hear everything that our parents were saying at that moment. All I could do was to look Jasmine in the eyes and see her empathy. She could barely hold back her tears. But at some point she stood up and interrupted everyone: she said "I'm going to keep the baby." Our parents were silent for a second. Then I got up and said: "I'm old enough to take responsibility, and I promise to do everything I can to take care of Jasmine and the baby." Of course, these words meant nothing to them. In their eyes, I was just a 16-year-old boy who did something bad. After that, we had a lot of conversations and discussions, but the decision was final - I would become a father.

I understood that most of all we needed money, so I started looking for work. Unfortunately, people at my age can only earn money by delivering pizza or working at a fast food restaurant. But I needed a job. So I worked as a courier until the evenings, and then worked the fryer at McDonald's. Yes, it was very hard, but in my head there was always one thought that pushed me forward - soon I`ll have a child. And it gave me the strength to work 24/7.

Jasmine was also having a hard time. She was pregnant at 16, so everyone around her was judging her. Even her parents. They never fully accepted that we were having a baby, and mostly just blamed her for the mistake. On the other hand, my parents supported us and even told me that Jasmine and I could live with them and turn one of the rooms into a nursery. This support was more than necessary, and I was very grateful to my mom and dad.

Things were improving. I had gotten accustomed to hard work, and I started to make some time to spend with Jasmine. But she was so upset all the time. Something was worrying her more than her parents and she didn't want to talk about it. I figured out a way I could cheer her up. I was able to dedicate a few hours a week to set up the nursery. I painted the walls, put down soft carpet, put together a crib, and bought a lot of toys. I even painted different animals on the walls. Yeah, I know they're drawn badly, OK? But I put my heart into it. So the room looked pretty good.


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New 2019 animated stories that actually happened! ★ DO YOU WANT TO GET YOUR STORY ANIMATED? SEND IT TO [email protected] IT WILL BE GIVEN A VOICE OVER BY A PROFESSIONAL ACTOR AND AN ANIMATOR WILL MAKE A VIDEO OUT OF IT! ★ Subscribe ACTUALLY HAPPENED https://bit.ly/2J5HP7j I’m Amber. This story began long time ago, but I am going to tell you right now about the turning point in it, which still affects the lives of a lot people. Well, let me just start from the very beginning. My dad has managed to experience a life-long, lasting friendship. He and his best friend, Mr. Bridges, lived on the same street when they were little boys. Then, they went to the same school, and then to the same college to study law. As a matter of fact, they practically shared their first job and it was the first time in the company’s history when two competing applicants were both offered employment. There was nothing surprising about the fact that both of their weddings happened the same year and that both families had their children within six months of each other. Of course, since Ben and I grew up together, it's no wonder that we happened to fall in love with each other as soon as we turned 16. Everything was totally perfect and our dads were on top of the world anytime they’d start dreaming about their common grandchildren and everything. I’d been dating Ben for more than a year when, as usual, we decided to drop into his house for dinner. But when we opened the front door we heard his parents arguing really loudly in the kitchen. Neither of them seemed to hear the door opening and closing, because his dad was yelling pretty loudly and his mom was trying to calm him down by trying to shout above him. Anyway, even though I was almost a part of the family, I felt like it would be better if I just went home this time. Imagine my surprise when I got home and witnessed exactly the same situation with my parents screaming and shouting at each other upstairs. So, I went to my room, but even before I got there, I came across my dad on the stairs. He looked really mad and asked me where I'd been. I tried to tell him about the fight I’d heard at Ben’s place, but strangely, it seemed to me that just mentioning Ben's family drove my dad to a new level of angry. He just refused to listen to me and went downstairs, mumbling curse words or something about his best friend. This was really odd, so I decided to tell Ben about it. It turned out that he had managed to figure out that our dads had just had a really big fight between each other. It was somehow connected to a promotion where they worked: both of them were applying to it behind each other's backs (how do you like that!) and as fate would have it, my dad had gotten promoted. And then Ben’s dad figured out what happened and accused him of betrayal, and… Well, you know the rest of the story. The next day Ben was supposed to come and get me because we had planned to go to the beach, but he texted me that he wasn’t really feeling good enough for sunbathing. So, I decided to go see him to, you know, make sure there was nothing serious going on. I wanted to take my dad’s car, and usually he didn’t mind at all, but this time he wouldn't let me use it. He said that he didn’t want his precious car being parked in the driveway of the Bridges’ house. I tried to be sarcastic somehow and said, "Thank god you don't mind if I'm seen at that house." And he was like, “Actually! I do mind. Don’t go anywhere near them and stay home.” Come on! This whole situation with the job and the fight with Ben’s father just pissed me off. I mean, why on earth should the whole family now have to participate in this stupid drama. I told dad what I thought and he just started yelling again. And I yelled at him back, which was definitely not smart of me because he ended up saying that I was not only grounded from that moment on, but I was also not allowed to see Ben anymore. I furiously went up to my room and locked the door. I was hoping that he wasn’t serious, at least about Ben and me, but it turned out I was terribly mistaken. Of course, I rushed to call Ben to tell him everything and I was crying, because the whole situation really upset me. Ben hated to hear me cry – he was ready to beat up anyone who would cause a single tear to run down my face. He tried to calm me down and promised to drive over to my house as soon as he could. I was just staring out my window, as if the closer I looked, the faster Ben would come. But instead of seeing him, about 30 minutes after we talked, I got a text from him. It said that Ben’s dad had gotten rushed to the hospital because he had a stroke. I knew I had to be there for him, no matter how hard our dads were fighting, Ben needed me. So, I climbed out of my bedroom window, and shimmied down the tree nearby - I almost fell out of the tree, by the way - and I took my bike and hurried to the hospital. Music by Epidemic Sound: https://www.epidemicsound.com #actuallyhappened

I Was So Poor I Wore A Potato Sack Dress To School Now All The World Knows Me
I Was So Poor I Wore A Potato Sack Dress To School Now All The World Knows Me

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