Dear Mommy, 
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 
existance. 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 away to a wonderful 
place. Then I was happy. I asked the angel what was the thing was that killed me. He 
answered, "Abortion. I am sorry, 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. 

Love, 
Your Baby Girl