The Fetus In The Stomach

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Last night I had a strange dream, I dreamed that I was a tiny dot in the womb of my mother.Formed by love and blessed by the Lord. I could not see, I could not hear. But I could feel that I was loved. Embrace by the warm tenderness of my mother's flesh
OH! what a place to live
OH! What a place to grow
I was extremely happy in my little world believe me it was happiness beyond compare.
In God's time I was a tiny dot no more I grew, and grew,and grew. Caressed by parental affection. I wanted to say thank you mother, thank father for your love, thank you for my life.
One day I heard a splashing sounds, and boyish laughters. I can hear! I can hear! My heart was filled with joy. I kicked and kicked in celebration. Then, I stoped, I heard sweet voice saying Mark and Joe out of the bathroom now you might catch cold! I though she was my mother, Yes, indeed! She was my mother. The two boys answered, yes Mama!

I echoed in the silence of my heart.
Mama I love you, Mark and Joe I love you. Wait for me, My brothers we will climb the guava tree together soon.

On another day, my father came home and told mama, I have the results its a girl! I am a girl! I am a girl! I am the only girl. Mark and Joe, you will have a loving sister. Mother, Father . I promise I will be a good daughter! I will make you happy parents!

But one evening, deep in the night, I heard my father and mother, talk about hard times, rising prices of gasolines, and food, high cost of educatiion. My father cried aloud"How can I support a family of three childrens"! I was shocked! Am i unwanted child? Oh yes, that was what my father have meant!

Oh no! Father please, mothed, love me as you love Mark and Joe!

I shouted, I shouted again and again!
"Love me, love me please"
I kicked, I kicked again and again for my mother to get the message!
I cried, I cried again and again so my father and mother would pity me!
I prayed , I prayed again and again. Lord I want to be born.

My Father came home, late one evening. He told my mother, " here are the pills from the Health Center, take one for thirteen days" I was afraid! When the first pills was taken by my mother, the nectar of my mother's milk turned bitter!
Oh! God pills to murdered innocent babies! Unborn but with life.
Father, Mother why are you doing this to me, Do you not love me? Do you not pity me? Love me as you love Mark and Joe!

Father, you said you cannot support a family of three children's! Are you killing me! So just Mark and Joe will live?!

Father, Mothers, Brothers, I do not want to die! I want to be part of you! I want to wash your clothes! I want to cook your food! Please do not kill me!

HOW cruel! How cruel! I cannot defend myself to avoid the pills poison! I cannot spit it out fro my like are weak and tender!

Somebody, Help me!Nobody cares. I want to live! But nobody cares! I want to be with Mark and Joe!

Then, I felt Unbearable pain, I became weaker and weaker. I was dying little by little. I want to live! But I could breathe, no more. Father,mother you have murdered me, but I love you! Mark , Joe, good luck my brothers, I am sorry, but I can no longer climb the guava tree in our mother's garden......I........I...( deathly, but audible whisper)

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