Anyway, I know all those scary things they're saying aren't true. They couldn't be. I know I could take care of a cute, little baby just fine. After all, I'm sixteen years old. I can drive.
Babies are so cuddly.
I could give a little daughter so much love. I've felt this way for as long as I can remember. Like I remember I was always so happy when I got a new doll. I could dress her up and brush and brush and brush her hair to make her look just the way I wanted. Sometimes I'd get a darling little baby doll and I'd practice changing her diapers and pretend feeding her with a bottle.