I Sold My Child To A Stranger. But Then I Found Out She Was A Psycho

Hello, everybody! My name is Sherryl. I am eighteen years old. Have you ever heard the saying: "Take chances, make mistakes. That's how you grow."? I strongly believe there are moments in your life when you don't have any room for mistakes. In a moment of weakness, I made the wrong choice, so I have been paying the price ever since.

So, there I was – a determined girl with a promising future. I had just finished school and was in my first year of college. This is when I met Brody. He was already an undergraduate, so he helped me to settle in. We became really good friends and it didn't actually take us long to become a couple. We were so young and in love. It seemed, we had the whole world at our disposal, but as it turned out, you never know.

Time went on, but I started noticing some weird changes in my mood and body. I would wake up broken and exhausted in the mornings. Even if I had gotten good sleep, I'd snap at my friends for no reason. So, I became tormented by some troubling doubts and told my roommate about it. She immediately recommended that I take a pregnancy test. Oh, that was the last thought I had about my condition. This is something that happens only in bad movies. This kind of thing would never happen to me in real life. But it did happen. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw those two lines on the test. To say that I was shocked would be an understatement. No, I have nothing against children, but I was only seventeen! What about my bright future? My plans? What was my mom going to say? It all seemed like the end of the world!

I texted Brody in the middle of the night and asked him to meet me on campus. When I got there, he was already sitting on the bench and waiting for me. He looked really worried and asked me what had happened. It wasn't hard to say I was pregnant, it was much harder to admit that I didn't want the baby. So I didn't say a word about my feelings. What would he think of me then? But when Brody said: "Not cool. It's not the time for that now!" I felt so betrayed! That was so easy for him to say! What did he think I was supposed to do now? How could the person who loved me, treat me like that?

I didn't sleep a wink that night. I couldn't stop thinking it all over and finally came to an agreement with myself. That next morning I went up to Brody and announced: 'I will give birth to the baby and put it up for adoption.' And then I added coldly: ' But you stay away from me from now on.' And he did. We didn't even talk anymore afterward.

I didn't have time to mourn. My parents still had no idea what was going on, so when I went home on vacation I was preparing myself for a tough talk. It went better than I thought it would though. Of course, both my mom and dad were shocked and upset, but they supported my decision after all. And before I knew it, I found a couple who wanted to adopt the baby. The woman's name was Mrs. Stevenson. She was the first one who called me and said she was ready to discuss the details as soon as possible. I was so happy!

We invited her to come to our place and she showed up with her husband, a lawyer, and a bunch of documents I had to sign. She was very nice to me and offered me amazing benefits. She would pay all my expenses and the baby would live the happiest life possible, in a big house, with the most loving family. I asked if the couple had any other children and Mrs. Stevenson said that she had a grown up son from her first marriage, so she knew everything about raising children. It all sounded great, so I signed all the documents, even though I had really mixed feelings about what I was doing.

Time went on. As I was going through all these pregnancy things, my baby's potential mother would call me every day and ask how I was feeling, what I had for breakfast, and asked me to take care of myself and my health. She also accompanied me to every ultrasound. One day, the doctor told us it was a boy. I was going to have a son, I thought. But then I remembered it was Mrs. Stevenson who was going to have a son, not me. I caught myself thinking about it and it made me feel a little bit sad. Anyway, I went back to college and had to integrate myself into normal life. I tried to study hard and to not notice what felt like millions of eyes on my big pregnant belly. Every time I occasionally bumped into Brody, he would look down and hide his eyes.

I was on my thirtieth week of pregnancy when I started to wake up in the middle of the night because the baby would kick me from the inside. But it didn't annoy me at all. I would talk to him or even sing and believe it or not, he would calm down.


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