Well, so about me..!! Aham.. My name is Asma, i am 20 years old Muslim girl belonging to Pakistan..!! I am a voracious reader.. it is my hobby as well as addiction. I just can't live a day without reading something. I am planning to do my MA in Eng Lit...

My teachers tell me that i write really well, so what can i say..?? ;). I usually write when i am feeling really down..!! My emotions then take the form of words.. and a poem is composed..!! :). I am planning to write stories also, but havent so far.. wait and see..!! :))

English is my 2nd language, thats why I am a little nervous in posting something on the net, as this is my first experience in writing something outside the classroom. Hope ya all wont be tooO hard on me..!~! :))

Hope you would all like what i write. :D

I am a pretty decent girl. Cute is my middle name ;) [seriously... my friends call me cUtie ;P] quick to temper, emotional with a capital 'E', rebellious to the core, a real softie in the heart , romantic [am secretly in love with Orlando bloom.. Have you seen those dimpLes and twinkling eyes..?? *sigh*. we are gonna marry real soon, ahan, and honeymoon in Switzerland.. yeah babY..!! ;)). how about i give out free invitations to the wedding?? Stop smirking, you would eat your words..*huh] .

LOVE all animals, except lizards.. yUck..!! Fav animal is: Horse..!! :))

And... as you would have known by now.. i adore smilies..!! :pP

Well thats all about me..!! :PP

Abortion

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cried post this in your profile.