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She Was Only 5

She was only five and this is what happened when she was alive Ser dad was a drunk her mom was an addict They always kept her locked up in the attic Her only friend was a toy bear and it was old and worn with patches of hair She always talked to it when nobody was around she layed there and hugged it with not a peep of sound Until her parents unlocked the door some more pain she'll have to endore Bruise on her leg scare on her face why would she have to be in such a horrible place She grabs her bear and softly cries she loves her parents but they want her to die She sits in the corner quiet but thinking god why is my life always sinking Such a bad life for a sad little kid she got beaten and beaten for anything she did And then one night her mom came home high and she got beaten as the hours went by Then her mom suddenly grabbed for a blade it was sharp and pointy the one that she made She thrusted the blade right in her chest you deserve to die you worthless little pest The mom walked out leaving the girl slowly dieing she grabbed hey bear and again started crying The police showed up at the small little house and quickly barged in everything quiet as a mouse One officer slowly opened a door to find the little girl lieing on the floor It must have been hard to go thourgh so much harm but at least she died with her best friend in her arms A child dies every day from child abuse and if you have an ounce of pity in your heart for little auorura and you hate child abuse do something about it and let them know that someone cares about them

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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