Tears On My Pillow ------------------- I run to my room and listen to my music to try to drown out the crying. I lay my head down on my pillow as I hear one last scream then scilence. I think to myself " Why does daddy take his anger out on Madie my 10 year old sister" I pretend to be sleeping so maybe he wont hurt me too. As I hear my door open I peek out of the corner of my eye and I see a police officier. I quess someone heard my sister crying and called the cops.I start crying and ask " Where is Madie?" The officer says she is already in the ambulance on her way to the hospital and your father is on his way to jail" I said really soft "thank you for saving Madie and I" The officer says "Come on you are going to your moms and later you can go to see your sister." On the way to my moms I clutch onto my teddy bear and think why was daddy so mad and what made him take his anger out on Madie. As we pull up to my moms I run out of the car and into her arms and as I was crying I said " I'm home mommy and I want to stay" she says " don't worry you can stay as long as you need just don't leave me again." Two weeks later while the father and the two girls and their mother are at the court telling their side of the story and the father was found guilty and sentenced to life in prison for abuseing his two daughters and their step mom who was found dead in the backyard buried. The two girls and their mother go home and pack to move to Flordia where they will start a new and better life. cutiemegan may have made up this story but this happens all the time and I am against it!!(and so is cutiemegan) __________________________________ Child Abuse Her name was Auroura She was only five This is what happened When she was alive 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 endore 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, " God, why? 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 The poor child was hit and slapped 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 pest! " 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 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 ________________________________ *~*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE *~*~* My name is Becky 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 Becky And I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me. _____________________________
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