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Hi Mom,
How are you? Do you know who am I? Am your little kid. The one inside your womb. Am just 3 weeks old. Don't get surprised mom. Relax yourself. Know what? My hands and legs will develop soon mom. When I come out, I will be looking so good and not a Face only a mother could love. Why are you always crying mom? I can hear people near you are shouting and screaming at you. Why mom? My heart weeps every time you cry. I feel very secured when am inside you. I love you so much mom. I want to come out, go to school and become big. I always want to be near you. I want to see the happiness in your face when you see me. I can hear all the words you speak to me, but whenever I try to console you, you are not able to hear me.
I can hear someone telling you to kill me and rubbing salt into your wounds. No mom, please don't kill me. Dig in your heels, refuse their plans and their views as well. I will be a good kid to you and not a prankster. I can understand that nobody wants you to carry me inside you. Don't listen to them. Tell them that, I will take care of you when I become big. You will adore me when you see me. But am worried about you. You please take care. Ahh.. See mom, someone is coming near you. Mom what's happening here? You are weeping continuously. Ahh.. someone is coming near me as quiet as a mouse holding a big rod like thing in his hands. This monster seems to be dab hand with rods. Am terrified at the sight of this rod. The rod is coming so close to me mom. It has sharp ends. It may hurt you too mom. Mom, please save me mom. Someone is trying to kill me. Mom, save me from that monster. I don't have hands or legs to protect myself. God,you may have other fish to fry, but tell mom that I love her and ask her to save me from this monster. Mom, can't you hear me screaming? Am seeking your help. The dice are loaded against me. Help me please. Mom, that rod is scrapping me and my cells off you. Am bleeding now. It pains a lot mom. I will never get those hands and legs I told you. I won't become big. Above all, I can't see your lovely face. I won't see a new dawn. Ahh.. my bleeding is increasing now. Is it hurting you too? M...o....mmmmmm, Mommmm...Am going to die now. Please don't cry mom. I love you so much mom. Take care of your health. I am signing off before the last breath escapes from me.
Love you mom.
Yours Lovingly,
The Little Foetus scrapped off your womb.
Stop Abortion! I don't know how many liked this. My heart weighed a ton kilos while writing this post. This is just an insight of the fetus's mentality (Ofcourse which I imagined). The rod the child mentioned is termed as CURETTE, a surgical instrument.
P.S : The topic of this post-Do Svidaniya is a Russian phrase meaning GOODBYE. The fetus/kid is bidding adieu to this world.
With Love,
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