Mommy Killed My Sister
My sister says that mommy killed her. Mommy says that I don't have a sister. My sister says her name is Forsaken. She is little, like me. She is only bigger than me by two years. She is 11 and I am 9. Forsaken has a big red bow in her long, brown, wavy hair. Forsaken has green eyes like me and likes to play with dolls like me. She sleeps next to me at night and eats breakfast with me in the morning. Forsaken helps me with my homework and my hugs me when I cry. I don't know how or why mommy killed her but I love Forsaken. She is the bestest sister any girl can have. Sometimes I look at Forsaken and she has blood all over her, as red as her hair ribbon. I get frightened but then she looks the same again and hugs me really, really tight. I see mommy weep when I say I have a sister that she killed. She pretend that she can't see her and I don't know why she does that. I love Forsaken. My friend knows someone named Forsaken too. Expect, her Forsaken is her brother. Maybe her mommy killed her brother too...
STOP ABORTION! STOP ABANDONING! DON'T LET ANYONE BE FORSAKEN!
Imagine a life with your child if you hadn't aborted him/her. How beautiful they can be and how helpful.
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Forsaken
PoetryYou may agree or disagree with my thoughts and beliefs, but i strongly believe abortion is wrong!