I know a lady in Florida named NAME. They survived multiple abortion attempts. They were left discarded in a NOUN. Fortunately, her grandmother saved her and brought her to a different hospital. We are better than what the democrats are VERBing. This is my story.
I’m NAME. PENNY IN A PAN NAME is my nickname. I live in Florida. I’m a housewife. I’m a mother and a wife and a grandmother to NUMBER grandchildren. I was a failed home abortion in 1955. I did not know that until DAY OF THE WEEK. I had always heard my story all my life. That my mother was taken to the local FAST FOOD RESTAURANT, that she was very sick, and that she was taken there in the middle of the night by my father, and that the TYPE OF PROFESSION had gone home for the night. He came down, he showed up in his pajamas because the nurse called him and he listened for a NOUN and he couldn’t hear a NOUN. Now 1955, they didn’t have a lot of medical equipment. He probably had a MEDICAL EQUIPMENT and that was it. But he did not hear a heartbeat. And he looked at my dad and he said, “We’re going to have to abort”. He induced the abortion by giving her a TOY. And then he went home. And my father went home because he said he was tired and he left my mother in the care of a PROFESSION. And I came in the world at 3:25am weighing 1 pound, 11 ounces at 23 weeks... But I was viable and I grew up to be a NOUN, a NOUN, a NOUN and enjoy my life and have a good life without medical problems. Other than one paralyzed vocal cord from being PAST TENSE VERB. I think it’s sad that anybody would vote against life. I have friends who have chosen not to have an abortion and that child became a NEGATIVE ADJECTIVE to their life. Even my father did not want me and not only was I a failed home abortion, but when I was transported to SILLY NOUN Regional he would go out there and try to remove me because he thought I was going to be a NOUN. I as a child, I knew that my dad didn’t want me as a baby because he would tell me, “I didn’t want you, but I VERB you now”.
