Dear Mummy,
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 realising 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, "Mummy, Mummy, help me please! Mummy, 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, 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, Mummy, please watch out for that abortion monster.
Mummy, 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
Please avoid this,this worse than killing someone who at lest got a chance to be born.
David Silva
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