Exclusively By Izzah Johan

Some thing about abortion

I just read this just now when i open my email today since I'm too busy to online now days...
the created letter that for the 'mummy' from lovely 'baby'...even it sound not truebut i thing this is the real heart voice of the innocent baby's that being the victim of the 'parents' that not ready to accept them to this world. Because of the 'parents' old sin, they forgot about having sex before married is sin in Islam religion and because of fun in life they forgot bout Allah. this is what they say "the power of love" they make people being short thinking, even the intelligent person also might being stupid when it about love.

when the girl become pregnant, they will freak out and they don't want other people know bout all they have done and it will their parents know bout the "unwanted" grandchild so they make the short decision.... doing abortion.... that the easy way that they thing that can clean all the prove bout their sin.....

When i read this I'm so touching and feel sad and want to cry.(seriously)
This may be if the this innocent babys can talk and try to tell their parents... how they really love them even they not born yet. and how the pain that they face during the abortion. This will make the parents that have done this big sin...can realise what they have done.
they should not call as 'parents' or 'human' but then they are 'killer' that the best title for them.
To whom that have in mind or want to make this think it again!!!
Don't add more sin that you have done... Face it event it hard...(may be you say... "put your self in my shoes, what will you do? " you don't feel what i feel, it hard to face")
What ever you say i don't think that abortion is the best way...
It's a BIG sin... don't make It unless you dream of the title of "KILLER" so do it
and remember the ALLAH promise.... the KILLER will go to HELL
This is the letter try to read this guys.....

Jejah Johan


Dear Mummy,

I am in Heaven now, sitting on God' lap.
He loves me and cries with me; for my heart has been broken.
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. I saw I had fingers and toes.
I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings.
I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping.
Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.
Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry.

I heard Daddy yelling back.
I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon.
I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day.
I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy.
That same day, the most horrible thing happened.
A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in.
I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me.
Maybe you never heard me.
The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming,
"Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me."
Complete terror is all I felt.
I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore.
Then the monster started ripping my arms off.
It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain.

It didn't stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop.
I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.
Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying.
I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me.
I wanted to make all your tears go away.
I had so many plans to make you happy.
Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered.
Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all.
I wanted more than anything to be your daughter.
No use now, for I was dying a painful death.
I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you.
I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand.
And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead.
I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place.
I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.
The angel took me to Jesus and set me on His lap.
He said He loved me, and He was my Father. Then I was happy. I asked Him what the thing was that killed me. He answered, "Abortion.
I am sorry, my child; for I know how it feels."
I don't know what abortion is;
I guess that's the name of the monster.
I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl.
I tried very hard to live.
I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful.
It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live.
I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you.
I didn't want to die.

Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster.
Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did.

Please be careful.

Your Baby Girl

1 comment:

  1. i sedey sangat bace yg abortion nie dear....
    hope sume insan sedar pasal protection even they want to do a sex b4 marriage...
    hope manusia akan sedar akhirnya.