[7] Jocelyn

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Sign the papers, Jocelyn.

You stare down at the official document.

You read through them,

And can’t stop your hands from shaking.

You,

Sign,

You’re,

Name,

On,

The,

Line.

It was the line,

That meant you agreed to this.

You agree,

To get an abortion.

You agree,

With your parents,

Your agree,

To kill your first child.

But as you sit in the waiting room,

And your mom looks through a magazine,

You can’t stop shaking.

You didn’t want to do this.

You didn’t agree,

But your parents are making you.

You don’t even like killing flies,

How could you kill a baby?

Why are you shaking?

Mom rests a hand on your knee,

And puts down her magazine.

Then you tell.

You tell her,

That you don’t agree.

You tell her,

You can’t do this.

You tell her,

You don’t want to kill your child.

She shakes her head.

Oh, Jocelyn.

Honey, you’re just nervous.

It will be okay.

It’s a very safe procedure.

This time,

You shake your head.

You tell her that you’re not worried.

You ask her if she heard you the first time.

Sweetie,

This is the better option.

You don’t want to ruin the best years of your life.

You tell her that they were already ruined.

Jocelyn,

A nurse calls from down the hall.

Were ready for you.

She walks into a room,

And your mom pats your back.

Go on,

It will be okay.

It will be okay?

Being told to kill your child,

Is far from okay.

Were your parents oblivious?

Did they not hear your objections,

Complaints,

Decisions?

Jocelyn?

It’s time to get up.

Your mom squeezes your shoulder,

As you stand on shaky feet.

You take a step towards the hall,

And feel something inside of you.

It’s almost like a nudge,

Telling you that it’s there.

It could be your imagination,

But instead,

You’re taking it,

As,

A,

Sign.

You turn to your mom,

And you tell her you’re not doing this.

Then,

You,

Walk,

Out.

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