Category: Writers Block
this about child abuse, i got it yesterday in my email and thaught i'd share:
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 endure
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 crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking?"
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless piece of CRAP!
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
Police showed up
At the small little house
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead 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
Kinda sends chills through ya.
Yeah really. That's horrible.
this reminds me of this one that makes me wanna cry...
My name is Sarah
I am but 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.
These are both really creepy and hard to digest. Sure, for some, it would be hard to fathom, even hard to see the truth in it all, but I've been there. I was abused as a child, and I know how it feels... Wow...
chilling
really chilling
aww dan and janelle. just ... omg, that is so sad. we sometimes dont realize what really goes on in the houses all around us, and it just makes me sad to read about it. that really sends chills through me. I want to cry now. lol
thanks j, i like to read things like this. :). it really hits home when people read it, and it explains better the hurt and the suffering the children go through
I know pain and abuse but the things that people will do are horrifying. I'm glad I haven't gone through that much, but the mindless insensitive drug-induced rage and insanity of people is just sickening. How could someone ever do that? And the twisted thing is, the abused often become abusers, like the manipulated become manipulators. It's horrible.
totally agree with the last post. I grew up with ... well, nothing as horrible as these two writings described, but nevertheless, it has left me traumatized. It's up to me to break this violent cycle. I could never do that to a child, never in a million years.
I heard an aweful one don't remember the words exactly but I do remember the night mairs from the story.
it all had something to do with a man and his friend that was a man hanging out. The first man had a three year old that woke up and came in the living room. The two men ended up raping the little girl together. I could right details but can't stand to think of them.
I know that one. I saw it on a myspace bulletin post.
Omg those are both really sad! It kind of makes me greatful I didn't have to go through some of that as a child. I did, as a matter of fact, have an abusive stepdad, but he was never as bad as that and he has calmed down. True, there is nothing like being unloved and feeling like less in your family, but at least those were things I was able to get out of. True, it's not easy to let go of that type of thing, it does leave you quite traumatized, and there are still mental scars left in me from the past, but again, there is worse out there.
heard that because of a law in the u s a that says that you can abandon your child at a hospetal and not get intrubble, well a family of nine kids of all ages were abandon because the single parent fauther couldn't handle all nine of them, Sad that older teens are abandon because there family gave up on them,