"I'm pregnant."
The media post goes live.
"It was a one night stand.
A one time mistake.
I don't even know the guy.
What should I do?"
She already knows the response.
"P.S. I'm religious."
She knows what word she wants.
The "A" word condemenable by her religion's morals.
35 redditors typing...
Upvote after upvote.
Her eyes widen at the response.
Her temptation is reaping support.
"Just get it."
This isn't the masses typing.
Her devil is overtaking.
"Get an abortion. You don't know the guy."
"Don't tell him. It's your body and your choice what you do."
Your body and your choice.
Your's, your's, your's.
The subreddit agrees.
Her mind deteriorates into self pleasement.
Mine, mine, mine.
I knew it was mine to make the choice.
Her baby continues to grow as her thoughts mature.
"That's not what she wants to hear. She said she's religious and wants to know if she should tell the guy or not."
An opposing view relapses her losing judgment.
I don't want to hear that.
Fight back.
My choice is almost there.
She can't think for herself
Correction.
She is too scared to think for herself.
The black sheep of the responses gets bombarded with unholy righteousness.
"ABORTION should never be shamed. It is a woman's right. There should never be any question on what she decides."
If she decided to keep the baby her whole being as a woman would be condemned by the "your body, your choice" crowd.
Their voice of reason becomes suppressed by the down votes.
That last resistance crumbles under pressure.
"She had unprotected sex and a one night stand. How religious can she be? Just get the abortion and don't tell him. It's your body, not his."
Why does the vile side always win.
Easy.
Humanity is nothing but selfish.
Her baby is too young to kick yet.
Her baby is old enough to have a heart beat.
Her state murders all the way till birth.
She has all the time to think.
Every precaution goes out the window.
Every alternative becomes a lie to hold women back.
Every truth is tied in with the empowering ABORTION.
She doesn't plan on telling the man.
That was never in play to begin with.
She wanted the abortion.
That mention of religion was to make her seem like a brainwashed little girl.
She already made the appointment before she typed out this controversial post.
Controversial lost its power over abortion year's ago.
A day later the comments stop rolling in.
She smiles the way a child does when their parents tell them what they did was right.
A moral compass?
Humanity evolved to have restrictions.
We're too enlightened to need any now.
Well, when it comes to my body.
The baby's heart beat continues while she kills everything she was ever taught.
The heart is wicked and above all, evil.
A month later she drives herself to the abortion clinic.
She can Uber home.
Unfortunately, today there are protestors outside this clinic.
Her smile fades, hoping no one sees her here.
She's more scared of dissapointing someone she knows than of stripping the future of her offspring.
Luckily for her, they are being intercepted by those in support of the "A" word.
She comfortably settles in the waiting room.
Minutes pass and her nerves were destroyed the day her apprehensions became the only option.
She gets called back.
This state removed the mandatory ultrasound years ago.
She doesn't ever get to see her baby.
She never got the opportunity to experience her maternal instincts.
Would she have changed her mind?
Maybe.
Do the clinicians care?
No.
That would cut into their bottom line.
The pregnancy is early enough to use suction.
There is no need to use tongs to clasp and tear apart the fetus.
Fetus.
The term supporters use to dehumanize the defenseless.
It means offspring in Latin.
The doctor suctions the baby out in a minute tops.
She felt a slight resistance within her but there was no pain.
She sees some blood being swiped up.
Blood is no problem.
She has a period cycle to deal with.
In the tube houses her dead child who will never have a name, never have a grave, and most sadly,
Never have a future to her name.
She would have had a daughter.
Back home she feels no regret.
Guilt wouldn't come till years later when she married the man of her dreams.
A crippling depression wouldn't set in till her doctor told her that she would never be able to bear a child.
He went over all her medical records.
The abortion came up.
Her first child's abortion was brought to attention.
That choice so praised by those behind a screen.
It was supposed to be empowering.
There weren't supposed to be any consequences.
That body of hers so able to have a baby...
Can no longer.
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