About Me!

I'm back! I've started writing again, and will probably delete the stories I have and start over. I'm now a few years older and my writing skills have improved (hopefully). It'll still be a while until I post again though. This new "maturity" has also made me decide to change a LOT of stuff. Just you wait and see...

Here's some info about me! I love horses, good fan fics (though I have yet to write any myself), Beth Moore Bible studies, and jeans, but the old comfy ones that smell like saddle leather, not the skin tight ones.

Western saddles will always have a special place in my heart along with good books and my deceased cat. My charcoal pencils, water color paints, and MP3 player are my prized posessions, although I could live

without them. Not so with books. The library, Faith Ranch, and Grandma and Grandpa's house are my favorite places to be. I'm a born again Christian, have been homeschooled my entire life until this year when I

started my first year in public school, and usually don't like people. Texters annoy me (the ones who constantly text. Texting itself is good), along with not being able to find old books at the library. That's pretty

much all you "need" to know now that I have spilled my guts.

Month One

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
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's 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, re-post this

CHECK THIS OUT! It is just so touching. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=StSpDDbHVII

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vh8Wj0vegG8&feature=related