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Suddenly there is nothing but darkness. There used to be light, there used to be sound, but now there is nothing but black nothingness and silence. Deafening. I am alone.
What happened? Why has the light ceased to exist along with the sound? I was warm, comfortable and warm and now I am cold.
Suddenly there is light. Suddenly there is sound. Calming sounds, reassuring waves splashing on the beach, the sand being swept into the sea with each lap of the water....how do I know that sound? Why am I able to identify it so easily? No matter, peace has swept over me leaving me once again warm and filled with the comfort I so desperately desired such a long time ago....was it really a long time ago? I could have sworn it was just now...no matter, I am content.
You have done nothing wrong the voice pipes to me, you are a beautiful soul and you will return one day to live a long life of love and comfort.
I turn, he stands there before me in all his light. His face is obscured but I am able to recognize him still. It is my father, Lord, how I have missed him.
Why? Why am I here? I have done nothing, I had so much time left? I don't remember anything, how could this have happenned?
My baby, he lovingly strokes my face, sometimes the world is cruel, sometimes we are given a burden so heavy we cannot bear it, and sometimes we must move along for the others in our life to learn their lessons.....
That was my purpose, it had to be, for I was young, barely lived. I must have been a lesson to them.
My father is gone now, and understanding washes over me. I will get my chance again, I will return to the world and be given a chance....
Next time my mother will NOT decide that she cannot bear the responsibility of me, next time she will want me, next time.....next time I will be given the gift of life, I will take my first breath, I will taste the milk, smell my mother as she holds me close, I will be loved.
Next time, I will not be discarded.
Next time.
I do not mean to offend anyone with this post. I am very pro-choice, I am just imagining what the souls of those children would be feeling upon entering heaven, what it must be like to not have lived, but to have died....
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Posted by Rajah1116 on 2008-01-27 09:17:40 | Rating: | Views: 96
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