The Not So Pretty Girl 2
There was that not so pretty girl just trying to be good. She came to life born with a
mind not quite right. But what a tragedy they all would say to have a child that is no good.
She was a single mother raising her child. With a father that was barely around. She
struggled but it was all out of love. She'd be the only one who love that little girl.
The kids were cruel they left bruises when they beat her but they beat her nonetheless.
Cause she was smart and she was just to pretty for a damaged girl. So they hurt her
emotionally however possible they hurt her just to be cruel to that little brain damaged girl.
The paramedics tried to bring her back but she was to far gone. The mother broke down in
sobs when she saw her still daughter. The father had hid his tears as he saw his daughter
fight throughout her life but no longer did they stay hidden anymore.
They couldn't arrange a nice funeral so they simply buried her and said goodbye then they
cried some more. But in the wind there was a child's unmistakable laughter only the mother
would hear. Of her baby finally happy where she was.
Copyright © Tifarrah Miller | Year Posted 2011
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