I ran away from home with another girl. We ran out of money a week later, we convinced a man to rent a motel room and gave him all our money. We were too young to be able to get a job. The manager figured out that we were staying alone at the motel and turned us in. During those days when we were staying at that motel my friend and I talked about all sorts of things, but not once did we talk about what we were going to do.

My parents picked me up at the Sheriff's office, and her parents picked her up. We went to all sorts of counseling and we were identified as being in a high risk group at school. My mother was sure that we had sex while we were away, and no matter what the doctor told her, and confirmed to her that I wasn't pregnant, she would not change her mind. My father was more of 'lesson learned', and he told me that if I did it again he wasn't going to waste any time with an ungrateful daughter.

I had sex a couple of years later. I told my mom the day I had sex, I told her that was my first time, but she never believed me.