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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 to 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 it's 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, my bones nearly broken, and my daddy continues with more bad words spoken. I'm Sorry! I scream but it's now too late, his face is twisted in unimaginable hate.
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 mommy does come I'll try to be nice then maybe I'll just get one whipping tonight
The hurt and the pain, again and again, oh please God have mercy ! oh please let it end! He finally stops and heads for the door while I lie there motionless sprawled on the floor. My name is sarah, i am but three, tonight my daddy murdered me.
