I was five-hundred miles from home with my hat and gloves engaged in fighting the cold air while my heart protested against Roe. Hundreds of thousands of people had come from various states around the country to speak out against the legalization of abortion. It was early, and the lot of us were in tandem on a narrow city block near the capital building where effervescent speakers told their story, readying us for the march. Signs were gathered and voices were prepped as we made way to the streets. We marched for life.
When I was young, a wise man once told me, “A person is a person, no matter how small.” Throughout my high school career, I have learned that all life begins with a single cell. This single cell grows to become a human in the
When I was young, a wise man once told me, “A person is a person, no matter how small.” Throughout my high school career, I have learned that all life begins with a single cell. This single cell grows to become a human in the