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.
There are thousands of kids out there just like Becky. And you can help.
Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person to not be effected by this story. And because you are effected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do, is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth.
Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know. Please put this on your site if you are *~*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE *~*~* a little poem
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Her name was Mimi 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
please stop child abuse because evrey secound of evrey day a child like beacky and mimi fade away i dont no if its true but yes it dose happen and there just children who cant help themselve or defend themselves its a horribal thong plaes stop it and make a comment please thank you
Boy: I missed you at school today, why weren't you there?
Girl- Yeah, I had to go to the doctor.
Boy- Oh really? Why?
Girl- Oh nothing, annual shots, thats all.
Boy- Oh.
Girl- So what did we do in math today?
Boy- You didn't miss anything that great.......just lots of notes.
Girl- Ok, good.
Boy- Yeah
Girl- Hey, I have a question......
Boy- Ok, ask away.
Girl-........How much do you love me?
Boy- You know I love you more than anything.
Girl- Yeah.....
Boy- Why do you ask?
Girl-................>silence<..........
Boy- Is something wrong?
Girl- No, nothing at all.
Boy- Ok, good.
Girl- ..............How much do u care about me?
Boy- I would give you the world in a heartbeat if I could.
Girl- You would?
Boy- Yeah.........of course I would >sounding worried< is there something wrong?
Girl- No, everything is fine......
Boy- Are you sure?
Girl- Yeah.
Boy- Ok.......I hope so.
Girl- ..............Would you die for me?
Boy- I would take a bullet for you anyday, hunny.
Girl- Really?
Boy- Anyday. Now seriously, is there something wrong?
Girl- No, I'm fine, your fine, we're fine, everyones fine.
Boy- ............Ok. If your sure.
Girl-......................Well, I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow at school.
Boy- Alright, bye. I LOVE YOU.
Girl- Yeah, I love you to, bye.
THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL:
Boy- Hey, have you seen my girlfriend today?
Friend- No
Boy- Oh. Ok.
Friend- She wasn't here yesterday either.
Boy- I know, she was acting all wierd on the phone last night.
Friend- Well dude, you know how girls are sometimes.
Boy- Yeah........but not her.
Friend- I don't know what else to say, man.
Boy- Ok, well I gotta get to english, I'll see you after school.
Friend- Yeah, I gotta get to science, talk to you later.
THAT NIGHT:
-ring- -ring- -ring- -ring- Girl- Hello?
Boy- Hey.
Girl- Oh, hi.
Boy- Why weren't you at school today?
Girl- Uh.......I had another doctor appointment.
Boy- Are you sick?
Girl- ..................Um I have to go, my mom's calling on my other line.
Boy- I'll wait.
Girl- It may take a while, I'll call you later.
Boy-........Alright, I love you hunny.
very long pause<
Girl- (with tear in her eye) Look, I think we should break up.
Boy- What?
Girl- Its the best thing for us right now.
Boy- Why?
Girl- I love you. click<
THE GIRL DOESNT COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS, AND DOESNT ANSWER HER PHONE.
Boy- Hey dude.
Friend- Hey.
Boy- Whats up?
Friend- Nothing much. Hey have you talked to your ex lately?
Boy- No.
Friend- So you didn't hear?
Boy- Hear what?
Friend- Um, well, I don't know if I should be the one to tell you......
Boy- Dude, tell me!
Friend- Uh....call this number....433-555-3468
Boy- Ok............
BOY CALLS NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL
-ring- -ring- -ring- Voice- Hello, Suppam County Hospital, this is nurse Beckam.
Boy- Uh.......I must have the wrong number, I'm looking for my friend.
Voice- What is her name, sir? (boy gives info)
Voice- Yes, this is the right number, she is one of our patients here.
Boy- really? Why? What happened? How is she?
Voice- Her room number is ..646, in building A, suite 3.
Boy- WHAT HAPPENED?!
Voice- Please come by sir and you can see her, goodbye.
Boy- WAIT! NO! *dial tone*
BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM ..646, BUILDING A, SUITE 3. GIRL IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED.
Boy- Oh my God! Are you ok?
Girl- ..................
Boy- Sweetie! Talk to me!
Girl- I..........
Boy- You what? YOU WHAT?
Girl- I have cancer and I'm on life support.
Boy- .....................>breaks into tears<......................
Girl- They're taking me off tonight.
Boy- Why?
Girl- I wanted to tell you but I couldn't.
Boy- Why not?
Girl- I didn't want to hurt you.
Boy- You could never hurt me sweetheart.
Girl- I just wanted to see if you felt about me as the same I felt about you.
Boy- ?
Girl- I love you more than anything, I would give you the world in a heartbeat. I would die for you and take a bullet for you.
Boy- ...........
Girl- Don't be sad, I love you, and I'll always be here with you.
Boy- Then why'd you break up with me?
Nurse- Young man, visiting hours are over.
BOY LEAVES, GIRL IS TAKEN OFF LIFE SUPPORT, AND DIES.
But what the boy didn't know is that the girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time, and she only broke up with him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks to live, and thought it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died.
NEXT DAY
The boy is found dead with a gun in his hand..with a note in the other... THE NOTE SAID:I told her I would take a bullet for her....just like she said she would die for me...
Copy and paste this if you cryed at this story..If you didn't cry, copy and paste it anyway. Why? Because the girl and the boy would have wanted that. And, because I said so
