Sunday, February 28, 2010


A letter from an unborn baby:
Hi mom!, how are you?, I am doing just fine thanks.
Only a few days have gone by since I was conceived and I am now growing in your tummy.
To tell you the truth I can’t explain how happy I am to know that you are my mom.
I am sure I am going to be the happiest baby alive. 
It also makes me proud to know that I was conceived out of love.
Mommy, a month has gone past and I have started to notice how my body is forming. I know I am not much to look at now but just wait and see I’ll make you so proud! Even though I am feeling happy I sense something is wrong!...
You seem to be having strange thoughts that leave me restless and worried, but I am sure everything is going to be ok! Don’t despair.
Two and a half months have gone by mom, I now have hands that  I can use to play with. Oh I am so happy. 

Mommy, please tell me what’s wrong? Why are you crying so much lately? 
Why do you and dad argue every time you meet up with one another?  

Don’t you guys want me anymore? I’m going to do everything I can to make you want me…
3 months have now past mom, but you still seem to be so sad. I am not sure what is going on, I am so confused.  
Today we went to see the doctor and he booked an appointment for you tomorrow.
I don’t understand why I am feeling so good and you aren’t mom!
Uh!!! What is this thing doing inside of my house? 
Mommy, where are we going?, What’s happening? 
Mommy, this is not normally the time you take your afternoon nap, don’t lie down. Besides I am not tired I still want to play. 
Is it a new toy?!
Hey! It’s sucking up my house…
Mommy!!! Stop them, that’s  my hand!!! 
Please…, don’t tug at me! No…. Don’t hit me you hurting me?!
Defend me mom!!! 
Can’t you see I’m still small I can’t defend myself!
Mommy, my leg, they ripping it out!!! 
Help me mom!!!
Tell them to stop, I promise I’ll stop kicking them if they do.
How is it possible that a human being can be doing this to me?
Oh mommy, I can’t go on anymore… he…lp me…

17 years have gone by since you made that fateful decision. How you still suffer over the very thought of it.
Please don’t cry, remember that I love you and I’ll be waiting for you with open arms.
  Love you lots!!!
Your baby.
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Say yes to life!

 Dear Mommy,
I am in Heaven now, sitting on God's lap.
He loves me and cries with me; for my heart has been broken.
I so wanted to be your little girl.  I don't quite understand what has happened.
I was so excited when I began realizing my existence.
I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes.
I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings.
I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping.
Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.
Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell 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. One day you cried almost all of the day.
I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine 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, I began screaming, but  you never once tried to help me.
Maybe you never heard me.
The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming,
"Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me."
Complete terror is all I felt.
I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore.
Then the monster started ripping my arms off.
It hurt 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 never see your face or hear you say how much you love me.
I wanted to make all 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 and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all.
I wanted more than anything to be your daughter.
No use now, for I was dying a painful death.
I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done 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 big beautiful place.
I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.
The angel took me to Jesus and set me on His lap.
He said He loved me, and He was my Father. Then I was happy. I asked Him what the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion.
I am sorry, my child; for I know how it feels."
I don't know what abortion is;
I guess that's the name of the monster.
  I'm writing to say 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 the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful.
It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live.
I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you.
I didn't want to die.
Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster.
Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did.
  Please be careful.
Your Baby Girl
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