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Mike Chester

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    The Mail Box

    in Art and Literature

    Posted

    Im looking for the thread where i can put this very sad letter, i guess this thread is the most appropriate one.

     

    Dear Mommy,

    I am in Heaven now, sitting on Jesus' 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.

     

    Love,

     

    Your Baby Girl

     

     

    I hope this could reach all those parents who are contemplating on doing this deed..

    My Inuman Song!

    in Music

    Posted

    pag kasama barkada sa inuman, sarap pakinggan ng mga OPM gaya ng eraser heads, parokya at saka ung mga oldies like ung sa Boyfriend, Asin at ung mga not so old like Aegis, kasi pag nagkalisingan na, madaling sabayan ung mga kanta nila.

    The Mail Box

    in Art and Literature

    Posted

    Hi babes,

     

    Censiya na, gawa ako ulit ng sulat sa iyo…

    Kahit na last time na ginawan kita ng love letter, andami mong in-edit sa red ink pen mo

    Ano magagawa ko, mahina talaga ako sa English grammar and spelling e…

    Kaya ngayon tatagalugin ko na lang, para kaunti na lang ma I edit mo…

     

    Sabi mo sa kin ayaw mo na kumain sa Jolibee pag mag de date tayo,

    Sabagay naisip ko rin, dalawang taon na tayo pero lagi na lang sa Jolibee kita pinapakain

    Sabi mo kasi sa akin nung simula pa lang tayo, paborito mo ung Spaghetti nila e…

    Di bale, next time, sa sweldo ko try naman natin ang Mc Donald…

     

    Nung araw, pag binibigyan kita ng maliliit na stuff toy na binili ko sa Blue Magic….

    Kita ko sa mata mo ang ningning ng ligaya…..

    Pero ngayon, pinalagyan ko pa naman ng blue ribbon ung Teddy Bear na regalo ko sa iyo,

    Pakiramdam ko, gusto mong umiyak… sana na lang ung luha yan, dahil sa lubos na ligaya…

     

    Naalala mo ba ung theme song natin nung araw, ung kanta ng Linkin Park na “In the End”

    Tig-isa pa tayong earphone dun sa walkman ko, at sabay tayong kumakanta…

    Bakit ngayon, parang wala ng halaga sa iyo ung kanta nila…

    Binigyan pa naman kita ng lyrics sa MS word, kung saan picture pa natin ang nasa background…

     

    Sana na lang, ung mga pagbabago mo na yan….ay hindi dahilan na hindi mo na ako mahal…

    Alam ko naman, at sabi nga sa kanta, “langit ka… at baluga ako…”

    Pero tandaan mo, na ang balugang ito, ang siyang nagmamahal ng lubos-lubusan sa iyo

    Pagmamahal na walang makakapantay, at ito lang siyang maiaalay ko sa iyo…

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