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"Daddy......it hurts"This is A TRUE STORY AND IF YOU DON'T PASS THIS ON YOU DON'THAVE A SOUL!!!My name is Chris ,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 do a wrong,I can't speak at all,Or else I'm locked up,All day long.When I'm awake,I'm all alone,The house is dark,My folks aren't home.When my Mom does come home,I'll try and be nice,So maybe I'll just get,One whipping tonightI just heard a car,My daddy is back,From Charlie's barI hear him curse,My name is called ,I press myself,Against the wall.I try to hide,From his evil eyes,I'm so afraid now,I'm starting to cryHe finds me weeping,Calls me ugly words,He says its my fault,He suffers at workHe slaps and hits me,And yells at me more,I finally get free,And run to the doorHe'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 it's now much too late,my face has been twisted,Into a unimaginable shape.The hurt and the pain,Again and again,O please God, have mercy!O please let it end!And he finally stops,And heads for the door,While I lay there motionless,Sprawled on the floor.
