Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Touching one to Stop Abortion

Dear Mommy,
I am in Heaven now... I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I beganrealizing my existence. I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I sawI had fingers and toes. I was pretty far along in my developing, yetnot near ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a specialbonding between you and me.

Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you wouldyell or scream, then cry. I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much. Oneday you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you. I couldn'timagine why you were so unhappy.

That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, Ibegan screaming, but you never once tried to help me. Maybe you neverheard me. The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming andscreaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me." Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I thought Icouldn't anymore. Then the monster started ripping my arms off. Ithurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. It didn't stop.Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off. Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying. I knew I would neversee your face or hear you say how much you love me. I wanted to makeall your tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy. Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered. Though I was in utter pain andhorror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all. I wanted morethan anything to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying apainful death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they haddone to you. I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone,but I didn't know the words you could understand.And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead. I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a bigbeautiful place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.The angel took me away to a wonderful place... Then I was happy. Iasked the angel what was the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion". I am sorry, for I know how it feels." I don't know whatabortion is; I guess that's the name of the monster. I'm writing tosay that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had thewill, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful. It sucked my armsand legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live. Ijust wanted you to know I tried to stay with you. I didn't want todie. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster. Mommy, Ilove you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain Idid. Please be careful. Love,Your Baby Girl

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