Oh! It’s all so scary. Save me God! Please. I can’t bear this ordeal.
I am happy where I am. Why do they want to take me out?
Now they’re pulling my head with something. It hurts badly. Please let go!
They think they should help me. That I’m stuck inside, drenched in fluids and darkness all around me.
No!! I don’t ever feel sad in here. Never did. That’s my small home. Only mine. My mom’s womb. I feel very safe here. I get food. I feel warm and hugged.
I again feel like crying. I fear so much. Where are they taking me? Such bright light! Strange sounds I can very faintly hear! What would it be like on the other end? Help me God! Don’t take me away from my mom! I will die.
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