DEAR, MAMA

DEAR, MAMA

A Story by EMMIE

Dear, mama
I can see the world from here. It's all so strange. People seem so cruel. I see their mean faces and I hear their arrogant tones. Why, mama? Why are people so unhappy? Sometimes I think twice about coming out into your world. In here I feel warm but I don't feel safe all the time. When you smoke I feel as if I can't breathe. This place fills up with smoke and filth. I feel as if you don't understand because you keep smoking. Mama, I don't like it when you eat nothing all day. There is a sharp pain in my tummy and I get hungry. Most of the time I wish I could shout out to you and tell you to feed me. Don't you love me, mama?  Sometimes when you are mad I feel your hand touching your belly, and I hear you say
"Damn this baby! What a mistake! I can't wait for my body to go back to normal. This wretched little devil inside of me! I can't wait to get to the clinic tomorrow. This was a mistake, this damn baby! I'm definitely using condoms from now on!"
What does that mean, mama? A mistake? I promise I'll be good when I come out. I'll do everything, mama just don't be mad at me. You are mad all the time. But when you see me you will love me, won't you? If I make you happy, will you feed me?
Mama, what is this brown liquid running all over inside your belly. Its taste is so strong that sometimes I fell weak enough to die. Yesterday, I heard you say "Oh, man! Pour me up some of that whiskey and put some coke in it". I sure don't like it. I feel strange and sick when you drink it.  
Mama, what are we doing at this clinic? Why is this man in the white coat telling you to relax and that this would be over soon? Oh, no! what are these sharp metal things inside of you? They are coming towards me! Mama? Mama? Why are you crying? This hurts! Make it stop! NO! Make it stop, this is really hurting me! Why do you want to hurt me, mama? I promise, I promise I'll be good, please take these metal things away. This hurts! So much pain. . . mama. . . the pain. . . stop the pain. . . . you are killing me, mother. . . I am dying, moth. . .  

© 2012 EMMIE


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A abortion leave the woman empty and the body yearning for a baby. I knew many woman who lost babies and always wonder how the baby would of been. These photos make you see. They kill life. You can see the pieces of arms and legs of a baby. Thank you for the story. Real life can be scary and sad.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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all I can say is wow. This hit me.What does that mean, mama? A mistake? I promise I'll be good when I come out. I am so glad I had my little girl, She brings me such joy, this work left me speechless--powerful

Posted 12 Years Ago


A abortion leave the woman empty and the body yearning for a baby. I knew many woman who lost babies and always wonder how the baby would of been. These photos make you see. They kill life. You can see the pieces of arms and legs of a baby. Thank you for the story. Real life can be scary and sad.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A disconnection, it demonstrates that mothers are made not born, we can blame and point fingers, try to cast stones but the reality is when reproductive beings partake in the risk, the seed is not on the mind or in the heart, it is sad to see this

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is bold but made me tear up. It really is that graphic. I know this and I 'm proud to say I have always stood with life. Those that don't, try to dismiss their guilt by saying it's their choice.

Posted 12 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I am glad you had the guts to post this. I am proud of you. This is a subject that is so hard for many to touch on and this is the reality of it. Well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A confessional letter from a dead fetus taking account of actions/events happening in it's last hours... personally I'm pro-choice, for nothing is more troubling than the death of freedom, however do find this story rather thought provoking, therefore making it's intent successful. A possible constructive critique I could give is that since it was opened in letter format, it should've also contained the many other factors that would make it a letter, such as the salutation part of a letter. Also, remember to tab or indent when starting a new paragraph, it does help the audience.
Overall 98/100, great read ^_^ looking forward to see more from you.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Oh my gosh Emmie, you have done something brave and wonderful. Every woman that is even having the slightest doubt about this issue should read this. GREAT!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WOW! This story is something else, really powerful. The way it is written made me feel like if i was that child. I can truly say with all honesty that this story made me sad, it hit me hard. Great job though.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ok not for the faint of heart, and a subject that has divided a nation in two...you are brave Emmie...emotional write for sure...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh my this was so sad and touching and hopefully this would make a mother rethink her decisions to the harm she does to her baby.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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