In my English class this semester, we were to read over some essays from thisibelieve.org and write our own essay about something we believe in and how one event possibly changed, even if for a moment, what we believed. I chose to write about an event that I don't share with anyone out of fear of being judged. "This I Believe" I believe in life; therefore, I am a hypocrite. It’s been told to me time and time again since the day that I had an abortion. I was raised by pro-life parents, and was almost a victim of circumstance myself: my biological mother gave my “parents” a choice: to either adopt me or she would have an abortion. I have often heard the cliché of how kids repeat their parents mistakes, but I never expected to wind up pregnant at the exact same age that my biological mother was when she conceived me. At age 20, I was torn between being ecstatic and terrified. My boyfriend at the time was my first, and he was much older. His immediate react...