Friday, February 25, 2011

My Life Ruined All Because of Your Decision!

This is a Story...Please read this!

Hi Mommy!
Share Sunday, July 11, 2010 at 1:16p..

Hi, Mommy. I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few
weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise.
Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got
beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I
will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me
your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we
have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to
be a doctor when I grow up.

You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't
wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was
perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I
will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I
know it already.

Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about
me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that
you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called
wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand
yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did
something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and
your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad
for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It
doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after,
and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I
do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I
don't like it, Mommy.

Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and
you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes,
and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most
beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm
happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait
and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will
make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.

I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your
hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love
you, Mommy.

Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting
funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't
know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry,
Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to
protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good
person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want
us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?

You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?

It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or
touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I
still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when
you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug
me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do
that when you're awake, any more?

I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going
somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a
hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell
you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait.

...Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't
know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think
somethings going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared,
Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love

Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It
feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!

Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They
told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion.

Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you
get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something
wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why
don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want
to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care
about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say
you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and
see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I
want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did
something wrong. I love you!

I love you, 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.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Nothing Lasts Forever !

         I'm currently reading a book and it is by far the best book I've ever read! If you haven't read this book, I would consider it because you will probably look at life alot differently. So far, to me the message of the book is to show that nothing lasts forever. One of the characters, Winter, has it all. The jewelry, money, looks, etc... and by her father being a drug dealer he can provide for her and her family. Until one day, the father got locked up, and from there on out there life has been nothing but a struggle.

- I'll update the post once I finish reading the book !!!

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Text or Talk ? ... 10 Reasons !

* 5 reasons why texting is better than talking on the phone *

         1. You have more things to talk about ...
   At some point in time while you're on the phone, you have a moment of silence, and it's akward.

        2. You have more time to come up with another topic ...
   Have you ever had that someone that you never wanted to stop texting, but you had absoluetly NOTHING to talk about? Well, at least if you're texting you have a million topics to go through, rather than being on the phone with nothing to talk about!
       3. You can abbreviate what you're saying ...
   I'm the type of person who hates repeating myself, especially if I said alot. If you're in class, and you can't yell across the room to somebody, why not just whip out your phone? It's easy access and I'm pretty sure that they'll understand what you're saying!
      4. You can text alot of people at once ...
  I don't like being on the phone at all, unless it's with my bestfriend or my mother. I'm a text-aholic. I'd rather text 3 people at once, than to be talking on the phone with one person.

     5. It's just like talking on the phone, if you're laughing at what the text says, just reply "LOL" ..
  It works just like being on the phone!

 * 5 reasons why talking on the phone is better than texting *

     1. Impersonation
 You lose you phone, or someone is using your phone, and pretends to be you while texting others from your phonebook.

    2. You get the full details of the conversation, rather than saying "LOL"
 I love making people laugh, but getting a text that says "LOL" doesn't move me. I'd rather be on the phone hearing the person laugh.
   3. Mixed Emotions
If you sent someone a text message, they may read it wrong. They may get the idea that you're mad at them, etc ...
  4. Faster thoughts
If you're texting, you have to keep thinking of things to say. If you're talking on the phone, you say the first thing that comes out your mouth.

  5. Not everything can be expressed in words from a phone ...
I love texting, but I must agree, not everything can be expressed in words from a phone. If I'm having a heart to heart conversation with someone, I wouldn't want to talk about it over a text message. I want to hear their voice and understand them more clearly.

Live, Laugh, Love!

Live life to the fullest. Don't worry about what others think of you because at the end of the day, others don't determine your future, you do!

Always Rep the Home Team!

             To me, the Redskins are the BEST team in the league! One reason, is because I'm from Washington D.C and that's the home team. One thing I don't understand about other people who like the Dallas Cowgirls,etc, is that how do you represent a team when you never traveled to Dallas a day in your life? Ha! My former teacher, Ms. Anderson, lectured me just because I said I didn't like the Steelers. Maybe, just maybe, she lectured me was because that's her favorite team, and she's mad because they LOST the Superbowl. #GO GREENBAY PACKERS! :) But hey, I can't talk that much because my team was at home watching the Steelers get their butts handed to them. WOOT WOOT!

Parents Just Don't Understand :/

         Some parents just don't understand the world us TEENS live in. I don't understand them, because clearly they were once teens before and was going through the same motions. Granted, sometimes we don't listen, ignore them, don't always want to go to school, and are lazy sometimes, but hey, sooner or later we'll grow out of that habit. Parents just complain entirely too much! For example, my mother work about 8 to 9 hours a day. My chores are done way before she even gets home. If she come in the house and see that my brothers or sister hasn't done their chores, first person she yells at is ME. "You are the next oldest female in the house and it's your responsibility to keep them on top of their chores," she said. No, it's YOUR responsibility, you're our mother, I'm just a squirrel trying to get a nut. Being in the middle of 5 children in one household can sometimes be a good thing, but so far, it's not. I have to live my own life, and taking care of 4 other children is not what I've planned to do.