Written by: Not Nancy Pelosi

Such a future.

A journey of exploration of a vibrant world filled with life.

To grow both in body and mind.

Strive for knowledge and achievement, filled with the the pain of failure and loss while savoring the sweet taste of success.

With the passing moments to become whatever it is that I will become or can be.

(Pause now and think about what you just read)

A wonderful future.

Bright.

A chance of attending something greater than myself

(A sound among bright lights. Medical professionals prepping.)

In only a few minutes my future went blank. A black void of nothing. In the womb where I lay growing a preparing for a career of Life… I was destroyed.

Aborted.

Killed.

But my mother, she now has to only concern herself with her career and future, a life where she has the choice to do or be whatever it is she wants.

Maybe she will miss me?

Maybe now she will be happy?