She was only 5

by Kristin   Jun 3, 2008


Her dad was a drunk,her mom was a addict her parents kept her locked in a attic. Her only friend was a little toy bear it was old and worn out and patches of hair. She always talked to it when no one was around she lays there and hugs it not a peep of sound until her parents unlock the door some more and more pain shell have to ignore a bruise on her leg a scar on her face why would she be in such a bad place? but she grabs her bear and softly cry's she loves her parents but they want her to die she sits in the corner quiet but thinks please God why is my life always sinking? such a bad life for a little kid she'd get beaten and beaten for anything she does then one night her mom suddenly grabbed a blade it was sharp and pointy one that she thirsted the blade right chest your worthless pest the mom walked out leaving the girl to die she grabbed her bear and again started to cry. police showed up at the small little house then quickly barged in everything was quite as a mouse one officer slowly opened the door to find the little girl dieing on the floor it must have been bad to go through so much harm but a least she is somewhere where she is loved and with Jesus with her best friend in her arms

over 100000 kids die every year from child abuse

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  • 15 years ago

    by SeTtLe4sUiCiDe

    I ♥ you!!!

    LoVe,
    JeNnIfEr

  • 15 years ago

    by SeTtLe4sUiCiDe

    Aww kristin how cute you really know how to write

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