My sad true story part 4

by Billi Vermillion   Mar 24, 2005


Wow I'm 5
and this is where it gets bad
where i get the most sad
where i really fell apart
where my heart
was shattered and torn
I'm lying in my bed asleep
alone
dreaming dreamless thoughts
when the next thing i know I'm being shaken awake
being carried away into the darkened night
scared frightened
whats going on
who's taking me
why can't i see
the next thing i know i hear don't scream
I'm 5 what the hell do u expect from me
I'm in a car now
a car driving away from the house i thought was safe
well guess not
i fall asleep from fright
wake up
to find my dad staring at me
my actual dad the one we left
because of his ways
hes up to something hes drunk
i can smell his breath his mouth so close to mine
we are at his house
my old house
with a pool
we are by the pool
what is he doing
hes up to something
the next thing i know is....

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  • 19 years ago

    by natalie

    hey billi this is good and he doesnt need to be doing this amd he shouldnt of u were 5 yrs old he diserves to be in h-e-l-l right now wat he did to you wen u were little was unbeleivable u were helpless you were little you were 5! omg that makes me mad billi i love you and i alwyas will kk and im here for you no matter wat

  • 19 years ago

    by rachel crawford

    OMG good waht what it is

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