In sixth grade I started getting anxiety attacks. I somehow equated that to mean I was pregnant. I thought my heartbeat may have been a baby kicking me. Plus I'd been feeling nautious. And in the past my mom had told me babies just start randomly growing in you.
So one day I went to the nurse and said I thought I was pregnant. She told me I definately wasn't and laughed. Then told me to talk to my mom. I started crying. I didn't find it funny. I went home on the bus and ran into my house screaming "Mommy, I'm pregnant!" and my mom said "NO you're not!" and laughed. I said "but you said babies grow in you randomly!" and she said "Well, I made that up. Go ask your father.." so then he told me that babies actually come when a boy puts his penis inside a girl. I was mortified. I said that's discusting. But I then knew I wasn't pregnant.
