The Diary of a Broken Kitten Series.
Family

January 27, 2008

I went to church this morning and got scolded at by my parents again for running late only to find out we weren't really late at all. I really hate it when they do that. Being honest, I don't really like them at all. Sounds like a typical teenager though, right? Most teenagers at least strive for love from their parents deep down or something of the like. I am simply separate from them. Genetics mean more than you know. . .you see I was adopted.

Adoption in life is a sad thing. Though, I must say it is better than abortion. I was the fifth child of my biological mother. I may never find my father because my mom apparenty slept around too much. Two of those siblings were aborted. Yes, they were killed. I lost them.

Are you one those people who think it is the girl's choice?
Do you not think it's murder?

That's okay.

It is the girl's choice. She got pregnant. That was her choice. Ignorance is no excuse. Little children now-in-days even know life results from pregnancy. Mom, it was your choice to bring us into the world.

Thank you for letting me live to change at least some part of this world.

Note to reader: Things told in this are a literal diary of my life simply put into a more creative format than blogging.
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