If a boy kisses you... PART II

I was in so much pain. My stomach hurt like hell. I was rushed to the hospital. My mama was frantic because I was crying and moaning. She didn't know what to do and I wasn't much of help either. I didn't know what was going on.

In the university hospital's emergency room, I was seen by several medical interns doing IE - internal examinations. They couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. Until one of them said I was pregnant. In my agonies of pain I heard what was said. My mom heard. My uncle heard. And there was chaos in the room.

"I knew it! I know what kind of a slut you are! You're a whore! How could you do this!" - my uncle was shouting over and over. Mama was crying. I was crying. I was stunned! "I'm pregnant? I'm going to have a baby?"

Then an older gentleman came into that corner of that emergency room and calmly examined me. He was the resident physician. All I remember of him was his head full of white hair. He could have been just in his 30s but he looked old to me. But his smile warmed me and he was able to calm my mom down and miraculously even my uncle. Well, he was told to leave the room but not before he said his last insults to me.

He ordered some tests after examining me. He gave me some medications and the pain subsided. Not even an hour later, he came back with the warmest smile on his face and held my hands. He said I can go home now. He talked to my mom. I didn't really hear what was said. But it must have been good news. Mom was relieved and happy and looked at me and smiled and came to me and hugged me tight. "Let's go home", she said.

But my mind was full of questions. I thought I can only get pregnant when a boy kissed me. That was what mom told me. And I swear nobody kissed me. I told my mom. And asked her. How could I be pregnant? She said, "No, you're not pregnant." And gave me a tight embrace.

I was 12.

IF A BOY KISSES YOU...

I was 12 years old when my mother told me that I am now a grown up woman. I just had my very first menstrual cycle. I was so bummed out because that was the end of my childhood. After that day, I was not allowed to play with the boys anymore. Growing up as a tomboy, it was hard for me to accept that. I used to run around with the boys, biking, playing boys' play. I was never into dolls and other girls' stuff. So you can imagine the heartache. Suddenly, I can't wear shorts outside the house anymore. I have to be home before it got dark. No more rough plays. No more being around boys. Then my mama told me that if a boy kisses me, I will get pregnant. Whoah! That got me! I didn't let any boy come near me for the next four years. In fact, my first "boyfriend" when I was 14, broke up with me because I refused to be touched and didn't let him touch me and hold my hands. No way! So after two months of "going out", he dropped me. At that time I didn't know why, it was much later on when I found out the truth.