An abortion story. It was my original composition so PLEASE before creating copies, ask permission first. Hope you'll like it. :D

1. ABANDONED
By: Joedy Mae B. Mangampo
It was dark here and I can’t breathe. I want to go outside. If only, if only..
The cool breeze could have touched my skin. I could have seen those green pastures
they’ve been thinking about. I could have walked beside the shining and shallow river. But now, I
don’t have the chance to.
I could have play with other kids, run in the playground and go to school. I want to feel
the love of a mother and a father. I want to know how to be taken care by the so-called parents.
I could have been playing ball games with my father. I could have listened to my mother’s lullaby.
I could have bond with them while I’m growing up. I could have learned and felt how to be loved.
I could have learned to be happy and made my very first cry. But I know it will never gonna
happen and I don’t have the chance to.
It was dark here and I can’t breathe. The thing I only see is darkness and NOTHING. I
was not given the chance – chance to live in the real world. I was abandoned. I was killed. I was
murdered. I was ABORTED and nobody seems to care. The poison has been killing me for a very
long time as if my mother had been trying to poison me. And yes, I am a victim of ABORTION,
ABANDONMENT, and REVOCATION and that means that I was forcedly removed from my
mother’s womb and let me feel the outside world, to leave the place where I am covered with
plastic like fluid and where me and my mother were connected and let us live as one. But wait, I
forgot that it was impossible for me to live. I don’t have eyes to let me see, I don’t have senses
to let me feel and it is because I was not given the chance to be mature. I was a premature
infant: a FETUS. The only thing I can feel is the thick cloth being covered onto me and was
thrown somewhere.
I can’t cry, I can’t shout, I can’t do anything, all I can do is to contemplate, remembering
and recalling different voices I’ve heard when I used to live in my mother’s body whom I really
loved whatever happens.
If only I was given the chance to be a man, I could have experience everything. If only I
could go back and they let me live, my life shouldn’t have been WASTED. My life could be
meaningful and full of colors.
I know I am not the only one with this kind of situation. And somehow I wish that it would
end. Let your eyes be opened, minds awakened and abortion ends for it kills life – Life, which is
beautiful and meant to be valued.