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Life and Death Before Bi.rth
amniotic fluid, and my finger nails are appearing. Do
you suppose my mom hears the whispering of my
heart? I know that some children come into the world
with physical problems but I am healthy and strong.
My heart beats so evenly: lup-dup, lup-dup.
The ultrasound will show that you have a healthy
little son, Mom! Science will tell you that a fetus of 12
weeks is not essentially different from one of 22 weeks
or one of 32 weeks. Beyond 12 weeks, nothing new
is formed. Now weighing about one ounce and
stretching almost three inches long, I just continue to
grow rapidly. I am developing separately from you,
Mom. I have my own blood supply. My life is not my
mother's life; I cling to it as much as she clings to hers.
Week 13 -- THIS MAY BE MY LAST ENTRY; THEY
ARE COMING FOR ME NOW. I JUST WISH I COULD
KNOW WHAT IVE DONE TO DESERVE CAPITAL
PUNISHMENT. COULDN'T MY MOTHER HAVE BEEN
PRO-CHOICE BEFORE CONCEPTION AND PRO-LIFE
AFTER CONCEPTION? WHAT IS THIS THEY ARE
DOING -- DEATH IN THE NAME OF LIFE?
OH NO, THE WOMB IS GOING TO BECOME MY
TOMB! HEY, THIS IS TERRORISM, HUMAN SACRIFICE,
HOLOCAUST, CIVIL WAR. I AM TOO YOUNG TO DIE!
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO LIVE AND LET LIVE? LET
ME DECIDE. HEY, DON'T I GET A NAME, OR EVEN A
PROPER BURIAL? WHY WON'T MY MOTHER LOVE ME?
WHY WON'T MY COUNTRY SAVE ME? ...
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