Re:Abortion
I DONT CARE IF I LOSE MY FRIENDS OVER THIS
Body: Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all
my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time
I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your
heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Month Two
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you
could see me, you could definitely tell that I am a
baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home
though. It is so nice and warm in here.
Month Three
You know what Mommy, I'm a boy!! I hope that makes you
happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it
when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too,
and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
Month Four
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short
and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot
of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my
fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am
becoming quite good at it too.
Month Five
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your
baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
Month Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He
seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my
home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it?
It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from
it! Mommy! HELP me!
Month Seven
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. He is holding
me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me
Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that
will never
see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more
legs that will never run. One more mouth that will
never speak
If you're against abortion, post this.
(I DONT CARE IF I LOSE MY FRIENDS OVER THIS)