I'm a highschooler, but that doesn't mean my spelling and grammar are illegible. I refuse to be caught in any stereotype that is placed because of my age, my appearance, or my faith. I dislike people who believe that because I'm a teen, I cannot write and that I read only Twilight. I may not be a great writer, but it is something I deeply enjoy.

I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED

Death is a tragedy that has become less tragic.

An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind. John Lennon

Stop Flamers Now!

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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, post this on your wall.

In our American society, we allow the murder of 1.21 million unborn babies. We have made murder alright, socially acceptable; but we ignore one fact. We are murdering children. At one time the worst criminals were the child killers. We condem those who kill babies who are a week or two old, but a baby who hasn't been born yet? We not only allow it, we let doctors and politicians tell people to kill their children before they are born. We've even made up special terms for the murder. Like calling te babies "fetus" and calling murder "abortion" so people won't feel uncomfortable. But they can't hide what it really is; Abortion is murder.