I am now 21, but when I saw sixteen, I got pregnant. From the very first time I saw the sonagram, I wanted the baby more than anything. It was a girl, and I was going to name her Anna. But then a few weeks later, I fell down the stairs and I miscarried. I was so upset and depressed that I actually thought I would kill myself. Then four months later, I found out that I was pregnant again. I didn't know what to think, since things had turned out so badly the first time. I know, a seventeen year old mother sounds insane, but I knew that I wanted to be a mom more than anything.
I had heard about this great program for pregnant teens that helps with the delivery and life with a baby. I packed up the car and drove to San Antonio, Texas. Since I lived in Florida, the drive would take me about a day and a half.
As I drove by myself at night, I eventually found myself on a really secluded part of the highway. No inns or anything; just woods and fields. And when I was crossing a train track, my car had stalled out. I then saw two bright headlights in the distance to my right. I was petrified. My door wouldn't open since the electrical charge of the tracks had interfered with the whole electrical system of the car. It wouldn't even start. The train was coming really close. I was now eight months pregnant, and I was starting to get really hysterical. The train was only twenty seconds from hitting my car, and just then, this bright light filled the interior.
I woke up in the middle of the road. I saw my car. It had been hit by the train and had rolled over to the road. I went over to the driver's door. It was still locked. I had no idea how I got out of the car, and was looking around when I saw this little girl all dressed in white sitting in a tree branch. She looked about six or seven (and a little bit like me). She smiled and then slowly disappeared. I got help and went to the hospital and my baby was fine.
I now live in New York City with my four year old son, Charlie. He is the world to me, and I still think about that night every day. I don't know, but I have a feeling that what saved me and my son, was the angel of my daughter, Anna.