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my name is chris i am three, my eyes are swallen, i can not see. i must be stupid, i must be bad, what els could have made my daddy so mad,? i wish i were better i wish i wernt ugly. Then maby my mommy would hug me. I cant do a wrong, i cant speak at all or else im locked up, all day long. When im awake im all alone the house is dark. my folks arnt home.when my mommy does come home i'll try to be nice so maby i'll just get one whipping to night. i just herd a car, my daddy is back, from charlie's bar i hear him curse My name is called i press ny self aganst the wall i try to hide.From his evil eyes. I'm so afraid now i start to cry he finds me weeping calls me ugly words, he slaps and hits me, and yells at me more, i finally get free and run to the door He's already locked it and i start to bawl.
he takes me and throws me against the hard wall with my bones nearly broken. my daddy continues with more bad words spoken '' im sorry'' i scream but its much to late his face is twisted into a unimaginable shape the hurt the pain again and again . O please God have mercy! O please let it end! and then he finally stops and heads for the door.While i lie there motionless brawld on the floor. My name is Chris i am three, tonight my daddy murdred me
i want you to think about this
i did not make this glog all fancy or any thing i want it to be plan so that you could take the time to take the time to think about this because it happens every singel day all over the world
stop child abuse
tanit added this comment 2008-09-11 08:48:14-05:00
This is so SAD, but so TRUE , REAL & Happening.
tanit added this comment 2008-09-11 08:48:14-05:00
This is so SAD, but so TRUE , REAL & Happening.