I have a feeling I'm going to get alot of hate mail but i feel its right to post this to stop its use
I need someones help . years ago I wrote this essay for school .. our teacher wanted to test our writting skills and had us write a piece supporting something we felt the ANTI to .. for the record I personally feel abortion is wrong .. however I truly believe as a man i have no say what so ever in what a woman does with her body .. if she chooses to have one I fully support her decision to .. I would fight for that "choice" .. I dont feel anyone but HER should decide weather or not she should have one .. my personal beliefs have ZERO to do with that .. if I got someone preg and they didnt want the child .. id offer to sign what ever papers needed and raise the child on my own .. with out support or effect from the mother if she was ok with that .. for the record again .. i dont say that without experience .. if someone wants ill send them a message explaining my situation but I assure you im speaking from experience not just flying off the cuff
so my dilema .. I wrote this piece and posted it in my journal years ago on a different site ... i was contacted by anti abortion group to give them permission to use it in the literature but i STAUNCHLY refused because I dont believe in supporting some of the things they do .. instead of fighting so hard against abortion they should use there efforts to help the women who choose to keep the baby and raise it on there own without the help if a dead beat dad .. they would have More effect on society if they did that ... instead of trying to tell a woman what to do ..
recently on my space i noticed a bulletin someone posted and MY FUCKIN essay was re written and used as proproganda for them .. i was mad and sent a message to the person who posted it and they said they just copy and pasted if from someone where but they forgot where .. im incensed because I wrote it and it was a anti essay .. and those fuckers stole it .. i dont know who or what group but what can i do to stop it? any suggestions?
heres the piece perhaps someone read it .. i wrote this years and years ago so no one can ever say it was someones elses thoughts
WARNING ... first off a few details ... I wrote this as an anti piece .. meaning it was written to HUMANIZE the fetus ... IT IS NON FACTUAL ... IT IS NOT CHRONOLOGICAL ... THE MEDICAL GROWTHS DO NOT MATCH THE TIMES ...writing this i had zero desire to be correct in "those" areas I was merely leaning on the humanity of the fetus
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Day one
Hi everyone ... My soul was created today ... My Daddy`s love combined with my Mommy`s gift created me ... My Spirit ... although my friends and family will celebrate my birthday about 9 months from now
Day Seven
Mommy cried today ... she was in the bathroom and went PP on a stick and it turned blue ... she screamed and hollered ... I think she was happy ... I guess she knows I`m alive now ... I can`t wait to meet her
Week four
I can start to feel my eyes forming .. and soon I`ll have actual eye lids ... I can`t wait to see the beauty of a butterfly in flight or see the joy in my Mommy and Daddy`s eyes as they kiss and hold hands. This is going to be great. Eight more months Mommy
Week Six
I`m so excited ... Mom went to dinner today with Daddy ... I think they discussed me ... Maybe they were trying to pick my name ... and I wish Mommy would stop putting that smoking stick to her mouth cause when she does my chest hurts
Week 8
Wow this is so great ... I can see my arms forming and I can even almost move them ... I can`t wait till I am able to wrap my arms around my Mom and Dad ... and give them the biggest hug EVER
Week 10
This is great .. my eyes are all formed ... when I think about my Mommy I get a tickle in my chest ... I guess that`s what they call love ... I love my Mommy .. I still wish she would stop smoking though ... but I still love her ... seven more months till we meet Mommy
Week 12
Today was weird and exciting ... Mom went to the hospital and the man in the big white coat gave her a check up ... and I WAS ON TV ... YEAHHHHHHH ... They call it a sona...something ... Mom`s been sad though ... we also when to a different hospital but as we were walking in ... these people started yelling at my Mom ... and she started to cry ... I was so mad ... I don`t know what a murderer is but I know my mommy is NOT one and I`m glad she never went into that building and those people were so mean they made her cry
Week 14
Hey guess what .. I can see my fingers ... EVEN wiggle them ... I can`t wait to use them to play catch with my Dad ... I want him to teach me how to play catch and to fish ... how to tie my shoes and everything ... and when I have a son I will teach him too ... oh .. and I can`t wait to hold my girlfriend`s hand .. its gonna be so kewl ... Mom`s still sad and speaking of Dad ... Where is he? I haven`t seen him since they picked my name ... I wonder what they chose?
Week 20
I feel a thumping in my chest all of a sudden ... I wonder if that is what they call my heartbeat ... WOW Imagine that ... I have a heart now ... A heart to love my Mommy and Daddy ... a heart to treat people with love and care .. I have a feeling I would like to be a doctor when I grow up ... I would like to help people or maybe even be a teacher ... I can`t wait to male my parents proud ... I`m gonna make the Honor roll
Week 22
I getting that funny weird feeling again ... Mommy is really really sad and I don`t know where my Dad is ... I think we have a appointment with the doctor today .. but not at that nice place at that one with the mean people ... OK THATS IT ... If they call my Mommy names again ... I`m going to be MAD ... ok ok were parking ... and I see those bad people again ... "HEY YOU ... DON"T CALL MY MOMMY NAMES ... SHE IS NOT A MURDERER ... LEAVE US ALONE ... YOUR MEAN ... whew I`m glad were safely inside ... those people as so mean and bad ... OK Mommy ... why are we here ... more tests? Am I going to be on TV again ... That would be so great .. because I have a little hair now and it would look great ... Mommy is getting undressed again and putting on that funny white robe ... "MOMMY your so SILLY ... your putting that on backwards" ... MOMMY don`t you know you hinny is sticking out ... HAHAH ... You funny mommy .. so funny ... oh wait .. shuuuu here comes the man in the white coat again ... be quiet I wanna hear what he says ... I can`t quite understand all the big words he is using ... ok I`m getting scared ... Mommy can we go ... I don`t like this man ... He scares me ... MOMMY .. PLEASE .. he is scaring me ... PLEASE DONT COME NEAR ME ... PLEASE STOP THAT .. IT HURTS ... MOMMY .. HELP ME ...
... hey ... hey were did everyone go ... where am I ... and what was that bright light ... I`m glad I don`t see that man anymore ... he was hurting me ... but I don`t feel anything anymore ... Mommy is that you? MOMMY? Who is that ... who are you? ... GOD??? GOD who? ... Where is my Mommy? ... she what? no way you are wrong ... My mommy loves me .. she would NEVER do that ... you lying to me ... Mommy where did you go? .. please come back ... give me another chance Mommy ... I promise to be good and quiet ... I won`t talk and kick so much ... Mommy I`m sorry ... I love you .. Please forgive me ... Mommy
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now i know that wil turn up the emotions on a anyone who had that exprence and i dont want that .. and im sorry if it does .. i refused to post this since i first did because the effect it had one someone who went thru it .. it hurt me to dig uo those hurtful feelings for them .. i post it now only because i want to stop the from using it .. if you had gone thru this please know that i support youyr desision (i know who cares what i think im not sayin i matter ) but i think that its never a desision taken lightly and at the time it is a decision made with the heart and one i support .. below is something i tried to wrote after i posted it last time .. to show the feelings someone goes thru when experencing it .. i would NEVER say i can know what its like cause i cant .. im a man .. but i can say with exprernce i understand a lil because im not just talking from lack of exprence .. anyone who made that decision dod so with a heavy heart and felt at the time it was the best choice and im sure it was the best one .
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She lays ... soften mat ... staring blankly ... as butterflies stretch her ... opening within ... as sterile cold metal ... enters her ... killing spirits ... it envelops her being .. from inside out ... as eyes tear .. drips down upon .. cold lonely death bed
REWIND
Jack plays a personless part,
in her love triangle.
As she sips him,
the conscience of caution and morality,
become a mere cloudy voice,
mumbling unrecognizable words in her head.
Mr Daniles clouds her mind and judgement
As nervous giggles,
become boisterous laughter.
Her awe in him is apparent.
She "belongs" now?
His arm in hers,
insures her acceptance,
as she was never before.
Yet under the coldest of feelings,
the plan was drawn.
The play began,
for she was not destined for precious labels,
and terms of endearment.
As she became another notch,
in the Quarter`s back.
She was left with scars instead,
both physical and mental.
Living day in and day out.
Dwelling on the mistakes of a drunken sixteen year old,
and the decisions of a child wanting a life,
rather than having that which she is so called (Child).
Used and lied to ... she wasn`t alone at conception .. though laying on that .. cold and lonely bed .. no one holds her naked hand ... to her ... even God has left her side ... for she is about to end his most precious miracle
Once again she suffers,
as she will from today,
until the end.
What should be happy memories,
of football games,
proms,
and boyfriends,
become a nightmare,
of death, decisions and family tears.
Let the judgment be reserved for her God ... not you or I ... for even our God .. clearly defines ... Thou shall not pretend you are me .. .so put down your rock ... and pick up your own .. so the future will not be a replete ... Teach the younger ... so choices such as these ... won`t have to be made
The choice nor the judgment,
is not yours to decide,
unless it you who`s belly grows life.
I need someones help . years ago I wrote this essay for school .. our teacher wanted to test our writting skills and had us write a piece supporting something we felt the ANTI to .. for the record I personally feel abortion is wrong .. however I truly believe as a man i have no say what so ever in what a woman does with her body .. if she chooses to have one I fully support her decision to .. I would fight for that "choice" .. I dont feel anyone but HER should decide weather or not she should have one .. my personal beliefs have ZERO to do with that .. if I got someone preg and they didnt want the child .. id offer to sign what ever papers needed and raise the child on my own .. with out support or effect from the mother if she was ok with that .. for the record again .. i dont say that without experience .. if someone wants ill send them a message explaining my situation but I assure you im speaking from experience not just flying off the cuff
so my dilema .. I wrote this piece and posted it in my journal years ago on a different site ... i was contacted by anti abortion group to give them permission to use it in the literature but i STAUNCHLY refused because I dont believe in supporting some of the things they do .. instead of fighting so hard against abortion they should use there efforts to help the women who choose to keep the baby and raise it on there own without the help if a dead beat dad .. they would have More effect on society if they did that ... instead of trying to tell a woman what to do ..
recently on my space i noticed a bulletin someone posted and MY FUCKIN essay was re written and used as proproganda for them .. i was mad and sent a message to the person who posted it and they said they just copy and pasted if from someone where but they forgot where .. im incensed because I wrote it and it was a anti essay .. and those fuckers stole it .. i dont know who or what group but what can i do to stop it? any suggestions?
heres the piece perhaps someone read it .. i wrote this years and years ago so no one can ever say it was someones elses thoughts
WARNING ... first off a few details ... I wrote this as an anti piece .. meaning it was written to HUMANIZE the fetus ... IT IS NON FACTUAL ... IT IS NOT CHRONOLOGICAL ... THE MEDICAL GROWTHS DO NOT MATCH THE TIMES ...writing this i had zero desire to be correct in "those" areas I was merely leaning on the humanity of the fetus
----
Day one
Hi everyone ... My soul was created today ... My Daddy`s love combined with my Mommy`s gift created me ... My Spirit ... although my friends and family will celebrate my birthday about 9 months from now
Day Seven
Mommy cried today ... she was in the bathroom and went PP on a stick and it turned blue ... she screamed and hollered ... I think she was happy ... I guess she knows I`m alive now ... I can`t wait to meet her
Week four
I can start to feel my eyes forming .. and soon I`ll have actual eye lids ... I can`t wait to see the beauty of a butterfly in flight or see the joy in my Mommy and Daddy`s eyes as they kiss and hold hands. This is going to be great. Eight more months Mommy
Week Six
I`m so excited ... Mom went to dinner today with Daddy ... I think they discussed me ... Maybe they were trying to pick my name ... and I wish Mommy would stop putting that smoking stick to her mouth cause when she does my chest hurts
Week 8
Wow this is so great ... I can see my arms forming and I can even almost move them ... I can`t wait till I am able to wrap my arms around my Mom and Dad ... and give them the biggest hug EVER
Week 10
This is great .. my eyes are all formed ... when I think about my Mommy I get a tickle in my chest ... I guess that`s what they call love ... I love my Mommy .. I still wish she would stop smoking though ... but I still love her ... seven more months till we meet Mommy
Week 12
Today was weird and exciting ... Mom went to the hospital and the man in the big white coat gave her a check up ... and I WAS ON TV ... YEAHHHHHHH ... They call it a sona...something ... Mom`s been sad though ... we also when to a different hospital but as we were walking in ... these people started yelling at my Mom ... and she started to cry ... I was so mad ... I don`t know what a murderer is but I know my mommy is NOT one and I`m glad she never went into that building and those people were so mean they made her cry
Week 14
Hey guess what .. I can see my fingers ... EVEN wiggle them ... I can`t wait to use them to play catch with my Dad ... I want him to teach me how to play catch and to fish ... how to tie my shoes and everything ... and when I have a son I will teach him too ... oh .. and I can`t wait to hold my girlfriend`s hand .. its gonna be so kewl ... Mom`s still sad and speaking of Dad ... Where is he? I haven`t seen him since they picked my name ... I wonder what they chose?
Week 20
I feel a thumping in my chest all of a sudden ... I wonder if that is what they call my heartbeat ... WOW Imagine that ... I have a heart now ... A heart to love my Mommy and Daddy ... a heart to treat people with love and care .. I have a feeling I would like to be a doctor when I grow up ... I would like to help people or maybe even be a teacher ... I can`t wait to male my parents proud ... I`m gonna make the Honor roll
Week 22
I getting that funny weird feeling again ... Mommy is really really sad and I don`t know where my Dad is ... I think we have a appointment with the doctor today .. but not at that nice place at that one with the mean people ... OK THATS IT ... If they call my Mommy names again ... I`m going to be MAD ... ok ok were parking ... and I see those bad people again ... "HEY YOU ... DON"T CALL MY MOMMY NAMES ... SHE IS NOT A MURDERER ... LEAVE US ALONE ... YOUR MEAN ... whew I`m glad were safely inside ... those people as so mean and bad ... OK Mommy ... why are we here ... more tests? Am I going to be on TV again ... That would be so great .. because I have a little hair now and it would look great ... Mommy is getting undressed again and putting on that funny white robe ... "MOMMY your so SILLY ... your putting that on backwards" ... MOMMY don`t you know you hinny is sticking out ... HAHAH ... You funny mommy .. so funny ... oh wait .. shuuuu here comes the man in the white coat again ... be quiet I wanna hear what he says ... I can`t quite understand all the big words he is using ... ok I`m getting scared ... Mommy can we go ... I don`t like this man ... He scares me ... MOMMY .. PLEASE .. he is scaring me ... PLEASE DONT COME NEAR ME ... PLEASE STOP THAT .. IT HURTS ... MOMMY .. HELP ME ...
... hey ... hey were did everyone go ... where am I ... and what was that bright light ... I`m glad I don`t see that man anymore ... he was hurting me ... but I don`t feel anything anymore ... Mommy is that you? MOMMY? Who is that ... who are you? ... GOD??? GOD who? ... Where is my Mommy? ... she what? no way you are wrong ... My mommy loves me .. she would NEVER do that ... you lying to me ... Mommy where did you go? .. please come back ... give me another chance Mommy ... I promise to be good and quiet ... I won`t talk and kick so much ... Mommy I`m sorry ... I love you .. Please forgive me ... Mommy
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now i know that wil turn up the emotions on a anyone who had that exprence and i dont want that .. and im sorry if it does .. i refused to post this since i first did because the effect it had one someone who went thru it .. it hurt me to dig uo those hurtful feelings for them .. i post it now only because i want to stop the from using it .. if you had gone thru this please know that i support youyr desision (i know who cares what i think im not sayin i matter ) but i think that its never a desision taken lightly and at the time it is a decision made with the heart and one i support .. below is something i tried to wrote after i posted it last time .. to show the feelings someone goes thru when experencing it .. i would NEVER say i can know what its like cause i cant .. im a man .. but i can say with exprernce i understand a lil because im not just talking from lack of exprence .. anyone who made that decision dod so with a heavy heart and felt at the time it was the best choice and im sure it was the best one .
-----------------
She lays ... soften mat ... staring blankly ... as butterflies stretch her ... opening within ... as sterile cold metal ... enters her ... killing spirits ... it envelops her being .. from inside out ... as eyes tear .. drips down upon .. cold lonely death bed
REWIND
Jack plays a personless part,
in her love triangle.
As she sips him,
the conscience of caution and morality,
become a mere cloudy voice,
mumbling unrecognizable words in her head.
Mr Daniles clouds her mind and judgement
As nervous giggles,
become boisterous laughter.
Her awe in him is apparent.
She "belongs" now?
His arm in hers,
insures her acceptance,
as she was never before.
Yet under the coldest of feelings,
the plan was drawn.
The play began,
for she was not destined for precious labels,
and terms of endearment.
As she became another notch,
in the Quarter`s back.
She was left with scars instead,
both physical and mental.
Living day in and day out.
Dwelling on the mistakes of a drunken sixteen year old,
and the decisions of a child wanting a life,
rather than having that which she is so called (Child).
Used and lied to ... she wasn`t alone at conception .. though laying on that .. cold and lonely bed .. no one holds her naked hand ... to her ... even God has left her side ... for she is about to end his most precious miracle
Once again she suffers,
as she will from today,
until the end.
What should be happy memories,
of football games,
proms,
and boyfriends,
become a nightmare,
of death, decisions and family tears.
Let the judgment be reserved for her God ... not you or I ... for even our God .. clearly defines ... Thou shall not pretend you are me .. .so put down your rock ... and pick up your own .. so the future will not be a replete ... Teach the younger ... so choices such as these ... won`t have to be made
The choice nor the judgment,
is not yours to decide,
unless it you who`s belly grows life.