This is the
story of a little girl.
Her
name was Abby
She
was only five
This
is what happened
When
she was alive
Her
dad was a drunk
Her
mom was an addict
Her
parents kept her
Locked in an attic
Her
only friend
was
a little toy bear
It
was old and worn out
And
had patches of hair
She
always talked to it
When
no one's around
She
lays there and hugs it
Not
a peep of sound
Until her parents
unlock the door
Some
more and more pain
She'll have to endore
A
bruise on her leg
A
scar on her face
Why
would she be
In
such a horrible place?
But
she grabs her bear
And
softly crys
She
loves her parents
But
they want her to die
She
sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My
life always sinking? "
Such
a bad life
For
a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For
anything she did
Then
one night
Her
mom came home high
The
poor child was hit and slapped
As
hours went by
Then
her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It
was sharp and pointy
One
that she made
She
thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You
worthless pest! "
The
mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly
dying
She
grabbed her bear
And
again started crying
Police showed up
At
the small little house
They
quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse
One
officer slowly
Opened a door
To
find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor
It
must have been bad
To
go through so much harm
But
at least she died
With
her best friend in her arms
Stop Child Abuse!
~[♥]~[♥]~
nmq