It was hurting on our part really. We parents agreed to just allow them to love together at the guy's house and give birth then they will marry when she reaches 18. We both sent them to college so they could give a better future for their son. Well, they were accepted during the first semester but they were forbidden during the 2nd sem for reasons that they're living together without getting married. It's against the Catholic rules they said. The irony was that my daughter was already falling in line among others at the registrar's office. The latter told her right on her face without any reservation saying "You're not allowed to enrol this time because it was found out that you two are not yet married and it's against the policy of the school since this is a Catholic school"
But then I asked the mother superior to give us some consideration for the future of our kids. My heart was breaking for them. At last they were accepted after many debating discussions but it seems that the registrar herself was not happy about. She's their teacher in steno and snobbed my daughter and she often talked about my daughter behind her back. Young as she was, was not able to bear the scrutiny of those prying eyes around her.
I just came from the office when she told me she's going to quit. That night at their house, she used the little rope attached to her baby's hammock and hanged herself, living behind her 8-month old baby whom she breastfed 100%!
I was shocked when they called and told me about what happened. I couldn't believe it since she was still talking to me few minutes ago. Everybody was in shock especially her 'hubby' who almost went crazy.
We didn't know how to tell relay the incident to my husband who was still abroad on board his ship.
I was a heartbreaking sight when her baby stoop on her coffin and asked for his milk. Everybody was crying because her baby won't accept the feeding bottle. They feared for the little boy's health. The following day, his father went to their neighbor's house and knocked on the door saying "Good morning... please feed my baby". She also had a baby you know and she immediately hugged my grandson and fed him. It was a blessing in disguise that there were three young mom's near their house, who took turns in feeding him. He gradually accepted bottle feeding. That 8-mo old baby whom my depressed daughter left behind is now a sailor and just aboard his ship a month ago.

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