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things that go on in my life isnt that what a journal is usually for idk havent really had one so hope u enjoy my crapy life
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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 tosuck 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
A white man said, " colored people
are not allowed here." The black man
turned around and stood up. He then
said: "listen sir... when I was born
I was BLACK. When I grew up I was
BLACK. When I'm sick I'm BLACK.
When I go into the sun I'm BLACK.
When I'm cold I'm BLACK. When I
die I'll be BLACK. But you sir,
when you were born you were PINK.
When you grew up you were WHITE.
When you were sick you were GREEN.
When you go into the sunlight you
turn RED. When you're cold you're
BLUE. And when you die you'll turn
PURPLE. And you have the nerve to
call me colored?" The black man then
sat back down and the white man walked
away. Put this on your profile if you