Dec 14, 2004 17:58
My name iz 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 mad? i wish i were better i with i werent ugly the maybe my mommy would still hug me i cant speak at all i cant do a wrong or else i'm locked up all tha day long
when i awake i'm all alone the house is dark my folks arent home when my mommy does come i'll try and be nice so maybe i'll get jus one whipping tonight dont make a sound i jus 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 and hide from his evil eyes i'm so afraid now i'm starting to cry he find me weepping he shouts ugly words he says itz 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 hes already locked it and i start to bawl he takes me and throws me against the hard wall i fall to the floor wit my bones nearly broken and my daddy contnues with more bad words spoken i'm sorry i scream but itz now much too late his face had been twisted into unmaginable hate the hurt and the pain again and again Oh please God have mercy Oh plz let it end and he finally stops and heads for the door while i lay there motionless sprawled on the floor my name is sarah and i am but three tonight my daddy murdered me.