Abuse, Do something about it

by Emily F. Gelb   Feb 5, 2007


HER NAME WAS MARIA SHE WAS ONLY SEVEN. SHE WAS VERY SMALL, SHE HAD LONG BLACK HAIR AND SHIMMERING BLUE EYES, SHE LOVED HER TOYS, SHE LOVES HER PARENTS, THE ONLY THING IS THAT HER PARENTS WANT MORE FROM HER, THEY WANT HER TO BE A BOY NOT AN UGLY GIRL, THEY EXPECT MORE FROM HER BUT THE ONLY THING IS SHE’S A SEVEN YEAR OLD GIRL. HER PARENTS BEAT HER FROM TIME TO TIME; IF SHE DOESN’T DO SOMETHING RIGHT HER PARENTS HIT HER IN THE DROP OF A DIME. THEY WILL HIT HER AND HIT HER UNTIL SHE’S BRUISED AND SHE BLEEDS. AS MARIA CRIES AND CRIES HER PARENTS JUST YELL AND YELL, SHE CANT DO A THING BUT CLOSE HER MOUTH AND NOT SAY A WORD, DAY AFTER DAY SHE GOES TO SCHOOL HER TEACHERS ASK HER BUT SHE MAKES EXCUSES, I FELL DOWN THE STAIRS , I TRIPPED, THE TEACHERS JUST SAY OK THEN WALK AWAY. MARIA GOES HOME ONCE AGAIN DOING CHORE AFTER CHORE HOPING TO MAKE HER PARENTS SATISFIED BUT ALLS THEY DO AND YELL AND YELL AND POOR LITTLE MARIA JUST SITS AND CRYS, SHE HAS NOTHING ELSE TO DO BUT GET HER CLOTHES AND PACK SHE ABOUT TO RUNAWAY AND NEVER COME BACK . AS SHE RUNS AND RUNS A COP STOPS HER SHE SCREAMS AND YELL PLEASE OFFICER HELP ME , MY MOMMY AND MY DADDY HIT ME DAY TO DAY I DON’T KNOW HAT TO DO PLEASE OFFICER HELP ME! THE OFFICER SAY WELL LITTLE GIRL THEIR NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT THAT BUT TAKE YOU HOM EAND TLAK TO YOUR PARENTS MARIA BEGINS TO CRY AND SHE SCREAMS NO IM NEVER GOING BACK THEIR NEVER EVER AGAIN WILL I GO THROUGH SO MUCH PAIN EVER AGAIN! MARIA JUST RUNS AWAY FORM THE OFFICER CRYING; MARIA GOES TO HER FRIEND AMBERS HOUSE FOR THE NIGHT. AMBERS THE ONLY OTHER PERSON THAT CARES FOR MARIA AND SHE ALWAYS LIFTS HER UP WHEN SHE DOWN AND MAKES HER HAPPY AND NOT EVEN HAVE TO BE AROUND. AMBER UNDERSTANDS WHAT MARIAS GOING THROUGH AMBERS STEP DAD BEATS HER TO THEIR BOTH UNWANTED IN THE WORLD AND CANT DO A SINGLE THING ABOUT IT THEY JUST SIT A LONE IN THIS DARK WORLD HOPING FOR AN ANGEL TO COME FROM ABOVE TO RESCUE THEM FOR THE HATRED OF THEIR PARENTS. AMBER AND MARIA CRY DAY TO DAY HOPING FOR HELP, BUT DOES IT EVER COME, NO BECAUSE NO ONE IN THIS WORLD CARES FOR THEM. SO ALLS THEY CAN DO IS SIT AND CRY AS THE YEARS PASS BY HOPING FOR HELP FROM ABOVE.

DO A CHILD A FAVOR IF YOU NOTICE THAT A KID HAS A LOT OF BRUISES CUTS OR SCARS EVERY DAY THEIRS A NEW ONE, CONTACT THE OTORITTIES AND HELP THAT CHILD FROM HAVING TO SIT AND CRY, BE THAT KIDS ANGEL FROM ABOVE

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  • 17 years ago

    by dead inside

    I really like this because my friend and her siblings get abused evryday and the police wouldn't do anything!