A story about Abortion
The bus came to a stop. I clutched my stomach and stepped down. The doctor’s office was only a block away. I was nervous, and my head hurt from all the crying that had kept me up the night before. The hospital came into view, and my heart started to race. I said a silent prayer, to God to keep me safe. I’m scared of what will happen, of what the doctors might say. I’m only 15, and I’m not ready for the responsibility that might be heading my way.
There’s something about this doctor’s office that just doesn’t sit quite right. It makes my stomach hurt, and fills me with fright. There’s a girl across the room that looks a little older than me. Her face is streaked with tears, and her body is slowly trembling. I gather my stuff together, and walk across the room. She tells me she is pregnant, but she doesn’t know by whom. She is only 17 years old. I put my arm around her and told her everything was going to be alright, but deep down on the inside, I knew she was giving up the fight.
The doctors called my name, and took me to the back. The cold leather beds stuck to my thighs as I tried not to cry. My body shook violently, and my heart began to race. The test came back positive, I felt like I was going to faint. I’m not ready to carry a child so soon; this isn’t what I want, or what I plan to do. The doctors told me my options, and adoption seemed like the way to go, but then I had a change of heart, and abortion is what would be best for me.
I told my mom I was pregnant. She got really mad. I think she’s scared for me, and what will happen to the baby, but I know what I have to do. I told my mom about how I wanted an abortion, and she almost screamed at me, she told me the risks were too high, and depression could take over my life. I love my mom very much, just like my baby would love me, but I still think abortion is what has to be done, even if it takes away my potential son.
I have an appointment at the clinic today. It will help me make my choice. I need to learn the facts, in order to know what’s rite.
The doctor’s told me abortion is safe, and everything will turn out fine. They told me not worry, but there’s something off about this. Something there not letting me know. I went home and did my research, and found out way more then I needed to know. 1.3 million Babies are aborted every year, 3,500 every day. They consider our generation the Culture of Death, and most mothers regret the decision they made to abort there baby, and some even become depressed.
I had a baby boy yesterday. I got to hear him cry, and see the sparkle in his eyes. I’m going to raise him the best I can, I want to be there told his hand, to hear him speak his very first words, and take his very first steps. My friend told me about Generation Life, and I know that’s what I’m going to do throughout college. I want to inform others about a baby’s right to life, and help them give their child the breath of life. Abortion is wrong no matter what; it’s never the way to go. Before you decide to abort your baby, make sure you know the things you need to know.
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