I decided to post this on the pro-choice forum instead of the abortion debate forum because I am really interested in hearing any stories you may have.

I had an abortion last October. I knew the minute I saw the second line on the pregnancy test, that I wouldn't be continuing my pregnancy. I have never wanted children, and made an appointment the next day. I had to wait a week, as the clinic told me I wasn't far enough along yet. (I had taken a test before I missed my period because I knew something was different) I was barely 5 weeks when I had the procedure done.

The abortion itself went well. I went to a clinic that doesn't have any counseling (by my choice) and was done and out in less then 3 hours. I felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders, and wanted nothing more then to get some breakfast. I was starving!

When my boyfriend and I were leaving the clinic, a woman in a long black dress (and cute matching bonnet ) approached us and held up a large paper bag. She then pulled out a baby blanket and tried to give it to us, saying "this is for your baby". Keep in mind the abortion was over and done with. I said "no thank-you" and we went on our way. I had chosen a clinic in Atlantic City, and the parking there is hard to find (as you can imagine). The clinic was literally right next to Caesar's Palace. Sorry, I'm going off topic here.

We were parked in a parking lot about 50 yards away. This woman continued to follow us, and when we ignored her, she began throwing the baby blankets at us! My boyfriend asked her to stop and this made her angry. She started yelling "YOU KILL BABIES" at us. We were on a VERY busy sidewalk with many other people and tourists who stopped and stared at what was happening. I turned around and (not wanting to use any foul language) called her a weirdo and asked her to please go away, that the abortion was already over. I was scared I would upset her if I was too mean.

We decided to pick up the pace and began running. For those of you who have had an abortion, you know that running 10 minutes after the procedure, isn't the easiest thing to do. My boyfriend was literally pulling me along. This woman actually chased us! Screaming at us the whole way. Announcing to everyone on the street that we were murderers and had just killed our baby. I am pro-choice, and proud of it, but this woman had NO right doing that to us in front of all those people. What I did that morning was NOT her business nor the business of the people on the street. When we got to the car, I tried my best to quickly unlock the doors. I wasn't quick enough, and the woman grabbed the hood of my sweatshirt to try to stop me from leaving. Did she want me to go put it back in??

We managed to get in the car after my boyfriend (nicely) pulled her off of me. Then this woman had the nerve to stand behind my car and not let us leave. We were terrified! My boyfriend kept saying "duck down, she could have a gun!" We called the police, and let her know through the window that the cops were on their way. She walked away, and we left before the cops even got there. I didn't want to wait. I kinda wish I had, as there were MANY other women and girls still in the clinic.

Sorry this is so long, but it has bothered me ever since. I feel no regret for having the abortion, but that woman scared me to death! SHE is what bothers me most about the whole situation. I always knew I was pro-choice, but never really visited message boards until after my experience. That woman made me feel even stronger about the abortion debate. She is the reason I joined this board. So I guess her little hissy fit backfired.

So here is my question. How many of you have had an experience (good or bad) with a protester? Is what this woman did considered violence?

I should mention that I have nothing against protesting or freedom of speech. If she had tried to speak to us, kindly, when we were entering the clinic, it wouldn't have bothered me in the least. I had prepared myself for that possibility. But this woman just went overboard.

Thanks for taking the time to read my story. It feels good to get it out.