You're stupid--therefore wrong

First thing's first: Bleach rocks.
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This is why abortion is wrong:

MONTH ONE:

Mommy,

I am only 4 inches long,

but I have all my organs.

I love the sound of your voice.

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 boy!!

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!

MONTH SEVEN

Mommy,

I am okay.

I am in Jesus' arms.

He is holding me.

He told me about abortion.

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.

If you're against abortion, put this in your profile.
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My name is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,

I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.

When I awake
I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home

When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.

Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall

I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry

He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.

He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate

The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor

My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.
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I am Nobody. Nobody is perfect. So therefore I am perfect. XD :P :3

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