Narrative Essay On Abortion Essay

The “IF” Ignoring my mother’s advice, I went on to the abortion clinic, anyway. That morning was routine, nothing out of the ordinary. While emotions stirred within me, it was not enough to change my mind. Once I arrived at the abortion clinic there was a long line around the outside door, full of women, waiting to registration to abort their unborn babies. I was shocked to know that there were so many women with my current situation. As I waited in line by myself, I wondered what their stories were. Why do they want to abort their unborn child? What were their reasons for wanting to abort? I thought my reason was solid and defensible. However, there is no legitimate reason to expire life. I knew that I did not want my unborn child …show more content…
This person held a protest sign with scripture describing the evil correlated to such an act of “killing innocent unborn babies.” Another person was with him, dressed as the hades angel of death. You would think that would be enough for me to get back in the car and run for my life. But that didn’t happen. Two protesters were not enough for me to leave at all. So I continued to wait. And wait. Watching others and thinking about my life forward, after this day. I can’t explain what happened next, only to say that without provocation and quite suddenly, locked eyes with me and …show more content…
A nurse walked in and interrupted my thoughts. “Are you ready to do this?” I hesitated, then “Yes” passed my lips. As the nurse guided me as I lay down, I could only imagine what the unaware fetus was going to experience during the process of suctioning to eliminate all life span it may have encountered. I was well-informed of the process and knew exactly what would be taking place. Yet, while lying there I had no intention of changing my mind. Everything was going as planned. “I am going to move this screen over to the side,” the friendly nurse began. “Because I have to make sure everything inside of you is visible and but to position this so you are not looking at the screen during the process.” I wanted to say “Okay,” but instead I said, “Can I just see the screen before the doctor comes in and start the process?” I can’t explain why I wanted to see this, and I thought it was because I learned a lot of this in the material I was given, and I wanted to check my understanding. She was quick to respond, and she had been so friendly. “I’m not supposed to do this,