About

Hey Guys ! I can honestly say that I wouldn't call myself your "average teenager"...for as long as I can remember, I've never been able to call myself "average" in fact, I've always been the "Black Lamb" in the group, well... in the family REALLY LOL ! but that's ok...that suit me just FINE ! Who wants to be like everyone else anyways...BORING !

Name : Amaya which mean "Night Rain"
Nicknames : Rain, Little Lotte, Mrs. Lovett, and Drama Queen
Age: 18
Gender F
Race: Vampire ( watch out ... I bite ! ) no I'm just kidding but it got your attention didn't it ?!
Religion: Roman Catholic

Anyways...If I would have to describe myself I would have to say that I'm a kind heart soul but I often weigh myself down with my own low self-esteem...but "Hey" "What are you going to do ?"...anyways... I'm the type that simply loves LIFE, I tend to see things from a different persepctive -Which tends to lead to some questionable glances 0_o but what do you expect...when you're a BLACK LAMB!

- Talk to you LATER !

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

DISCLAIMER : I did not come up with this entry on Abortion but the user " lord game and watch " did and I applaude her ! Way to go...I strongly suggest that if you are against abortion that you add this to your profile as well...