"I'm 20, and it was in March of last year when I found out that I was pregnant. When I brought the tablets home with me, I was about seven weeks along, but I held onto those tablets for about three weeks. I wanted the baby's father to be like 'No it's all right we can keep it'

I remember when it all started happening; it was around 5 a.m. It felt like I was being stabbed in the stomach. I made my way to the bathroom, and that's when I passed my baby. I looked down and saw him; it wasn't like a heavy period, it was a baby. I couldn't look anymore; it was a child, not just a bit of blood. I must have flushed the toilet without thinking. I didn't know what to do, so I just fell to my knees and then lay in my bed, bleeding through the mattress. I stayed there for about 3 days on my own, trying my hardest not to think about what had happened."

Courtesy of March for Life UK https://www.marchforlife.co.uk/