I wanted to take the time to tell you about a terrible nightmare I had last night.
It started innocently enough, me staring down a long narrow street on a cold, gray, cloudy day. Both sides of the street were lined with small identical buildings as far as the eye could see. There were women of all ages and color, coming and going from the buildings. Their faces were blank, cold, and devoid of expression. I wondered what in the hell, so I took a closer look at the name on the buildings. The name was Planned Parenthood.
Just then, I heard a loud stomping noise behind me. I turned to look, and it was a gigantic rusty old steam boiler with two legs and two arms, and what appeared to be a broken pressure relief valve on top. It was hideous. The thing was stomping and sputtering, hissing very loudly, "Come in, get your abortion, come in, get your abortions". The thing just kept hissing and stomping, waving it's arms, saying over and over, "Come in, get your abortions." I started screaming to the blank faces, "No, you don't have to do this, there are other options, please don't this."
The louder I screamed, the louder the big ugly boiler hissed, "Don't listen to that person!" "Hurry, before you change your mind, get your abortion." Then the big hideous boiler started sputtering louder and louder, and hissed, "You know, it's not really an abortion-abortion, it "reproductive rights." Then, the giant hissing boiler started stomping and charging in my direction, getting close enough for me to see an old rusty plate with a model number on it, "Melissa - Model #2009".
Just as the giant monster raised its foot to silence me, it blew up, scattered pieces of crap all over the place. I sighed, relieved I was still alive and thought everything was going to be okay. As I turned to walk away, I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. It was the monster pulling itself together, kind of like a terminator, you know, a machine.
I woke up in a cold sweat, sick to my stomach. I went to the bathroom, threw up, brushed and rinsed, and hurried to my little boys bedroom. Now, fully aware it was a horrible nightmare, I took my son's hand, and with a tear in my eye, whispered to myself, "[Name redacted], there are some twisted, sick, cruel, immoral people that would have seen you as an inconvenience when you were conceived, and sucked you out of your mother womb before you had a chance." Some of those people have names like, oh, say…………………………………….Melissa.
Then I went to my daughters room, held her hand thanked her for not listening to big hideous steam boilers (monsters). She gave birth to my first grandchild 4 1/2 months ago. She's 19, and is unwed. The baby's father lives with us, and they plan on wedding in the near future. I shuddered to think that had a poison mind, like say, yours, had gotten to my daughter at some point, and told her, "Hey, you know, it's not like abortion-abortion, it's you reproductive right to kill your unborn child, I may not have a beautiful, healthy grandson who has the potential to be anything he wants, especially LIFE, ………………………………………………………………………………Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness!!!!
I'd like to send you a T-shirt that says on the front, "I survived Roe V. Wade." You should be so lucky. You can wear it whilst your stomping and hissing.
THE END ……… (and thanks to ABORTION advocates like yourself, it will literally be the end today for thousands of innocent unborn)
What a righteous cause you chose. LOL
One more thing, I'm also against the death penalty.
Posted by Melissa McEwan at Wednesday, November 11, 2009
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