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Dear Mommy
Dear Mommy
I am in Heaven now, sitting on Jesus' lap. He loves
me and cries with me; for my little 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 arm 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 realized 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.
Love,
Your Baby Girl
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