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My name is Sarah I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall. I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door. He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate. The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor. My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me!


Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic
Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound
Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to ignore
A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly cry’s
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "
Such a bad life
For a sad little Kid
She’d get beaten and beaten
For everything she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by
The her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She trusted the blade
Right in her chest,
‘You deserve to die
You worthless pest!’
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dieing
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms.

Sorry if this is sad but it happens in real life so stand against child abuse.

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....oooO............... One night a man had a dream.
.....(....)................ He dreamed
......)../...Oooo.... he was walking along
.....(_/.....(....)....... the beach with the LORD.
................)../........
...............(_/........Across the sky flashed scenes
....oooO............... from his life.
.....(....)................ For each scene he
......)../...Oooo.... noticed two sets of
.....(_/.....(....)....... footprints in the sand:
................)../........one belonging to him,
...............(_/........and the other to the LORD.
....oooO...............
.....(....)................ When the last scene of
......)../...Oooo.... his life flashed before him,
.....(_/.....(....)....... he looked back at
................)../........the footprints in the sand.
...............(_/........
....oooO............... He noticed that many
.....(....)................ times along the path of
......)../...Oooo.... his life there was only
.....(_/.....(....)....... one set of footprints.
................)../........
...............(_/........He also noticed that
....oooO............... it happened at the very
.....(....)................ lowest and saddest
......)../...Oooo.... times in his life.
.....(_/.....(....).......
................)../........This really bothered him
...............(_/........and he questioned
....oooO............... the LORD about it:
.....(....)................
......)../...Oooo.... LORD, you said that once
.....(_/.....(....)....... I decided to follow
................)../........you, you'd walk with
...............(_/........me all the way.
....oooO............... But I have noticed
.....(....)................ that during the most
......)../...Oooo.... troublesome times in my life,
.....(_/.....(....)....... there is only one
................)../........set of footprints.
...............(_/........I don't understand why when
....oooO............... I needed you most
.....(....)................ you would leave me."
......)../...Oooo....
.....(_/.....(....)....... The LORD replied:
................)../........
...............(_/........ "My son, my precious child,
....oooO............... I love you and
.....(....)................ I would never leave you.
......)../...Oooo.... During your times
.....(_/.....(....)....... of trial and suffering,
................)../........when you see only
...............(_/........one set of footprints,
....oooO............... it was then that
.....(....)................ I carried you."
......)../...Oooo....
.....(_/.....(....).......
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