From a lady in a pro-life group:

"Abortion has had a serious impact on my life.
In 2005 I had found out that i was pregnant. Not only was I 15 years old I had an unstable living environment. My mother who was a known meth user was never home or around to care much. The guy who had gotten me pregnant was a few years old than I, and at that time he had also impregnated a different girl as well. MY MOM TOLD ME. Not asked, told me I was to get an abortion. The baby's father also thought it was the best decision. My mother tried to justify having an abortion because "she had one". Not knowing exactly what an abortion was, I agreed.
I was taken to a clinic in Bellevue nebraska. In the parking lot people were holding signs. My mom tried to cover my face so I couldn't see anything. In the waiting room were two types of people. Young girls laughing and couples crying or looking like they were sad. A lady took us to a back room for what they called "pregnancy counseling" she didnt say much except that it was cells, and that I was young, and thought it was a fitting decision. The babys father sat in the room the entire time with his head hanging down, wouldnt look at me, wouldnt say a word. My mom and I went to a different room where they had me lay down for an ultrasound. The technician was scolded by an assisting nurse for not turning the screen around during the process. I seen clear as a day a baby. (Although it looked like an animal baby i knew it was still a baby)
After the u/s was done I told my mom and the nurse I wasnt comfortable and that I wasn't sure I wanted to do this. So I walked out. Outside A Lady and Man walked up to me and grabbed my hand and told me thank you.
I Went home and got on google for the very first time in my life. I googled 8 week fetus. The results were over whelming. I learned they had heart beats. I learned they had finger nails. I thought how amazing. Then I googled 8 week abortion. The search disgusted me so bad I had to turn the computer off. I was lying in my bed for nearly three days thinking how people can do this to their babies. How could my mom do this to my sibling...the image of a hacked up foot next to a quarter. Is An image that has stuck with me everyday since that day. I was not going to do that to my child. A baby.
I still cry thinking about the brother or sister my mom had aborted and Being a teen mom wasn't easy, but I did it. I SURVIVED and I raised a beautiful little girl.
I am here today, married with 4 kids. My oldest will celebrate her 10th birthday in September. My youngest is 6 months. I wish so badly i could find the people who came up to me so I could say Thank you to them. If it weren't for people like them, like you, who stand outside these places I would have never known what I was about to do until after it was too late.
This is why I fight the movement for life."