A short Love Letter from Aborted Baby

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By Turyatemba Nicholas
Dear Mum,
I am in Heaven now… I so wanted to be your little girl. I don’t quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existence. I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. And all the sudden, I was forced out and dumped like useless garbage.
I have decided to talk to you, to let you know my feelings. I want to know why you did it. My story is short.
I stayed inside you for only three months. I was very comfortable and warm. I felt really protected. I know you are a special person because I ate the food you ate. I longed for the day I would see your face.




Nine months was a long time to wait, but I was determined to wait. I had to be patient. One day I heard you converse with a man about me, and at some stage you quarreled.
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The man then offered you some money to get rid of me. I was happy and prayed that this meant that I would at least see you, the only person that I knew in the world:
I was wrong. I had almost forgotten the issues until I felt something sharp pierce my tiny ear. I jerked silently and in pain, and asked you to protect me.
Seconds later the object came, fiercer than before. My tiny was cut up, starting from the ears then arms and legs. It was an agonizing experience, my head was then cut off and I died.




I was screaming and screaming, “Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me.” You did not help, I died.

It took me a whole hour to die, a whole hour for an innocent three months human being to be murdered.
I remember the whole incidence vividly and I keep asking myself, what I did to deserve that cruel death?
Why me? Why did you do it to me?




Why was I not given a chance to live? I know you are having a lot of nightmares. You remain guilty for
the beastly act.
Please explain to your God why you committed the
heinous act.
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Personally I have forgiven you though I never lived to see your face. My journey to back to my creator was safe and I arrived safely.
I was given a red carpet welcome by an angel. I am in fact, without bitterness.

Greetings from Jesus and the Holy Father.

Love, Your Baby
I still love you mum, Please be careful

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