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Abortion is WRONG!!

By ebazaar ⋅ September 1, 2008 ⋅

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No religion on this planet directly allows abortion as it is. If it’s not a matter that involves the life of the mother or the child to be in danger due to health difficulties if the childbirth continues…then abortion is certainly WRONG!

Month One
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 girl !! 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!! No .
. .

Month Seven
Mommy, I’m not okay. I’m dead, how could you be so mean? 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. Take this and if you have a heart, place this on your page. ?

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