dear mommy,

i wanted to be your little girl. i don't quite understand what has happened. i was so excited when i began realizing my existance. 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 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, 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 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, 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