Sad Story
Your Baby Girl
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 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 away to a wonderful place. Then I was
happy. I asked 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 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.
Love,
Your Baby Girl
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