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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,

"Please God, 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

And the poor child was beaten

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 dieing

She grabbed her bear

And again started crying





Police showed up

At the small little house

Then quickly barged in

Everything quiet as a mouse





One officer slowly

Opened a door

To find the little girl

Lieing 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









A child dies every day from child abuse. And if you have an ounce of pity in you for little Auroura and you hate child abuse with a passion you will repost this in your journal and help out those abused children and let them know that someone cared for them. It doesn't take that long only about 10 seconds so please just do it

I see

But I do not feel.

I scream

But I cannot hear.

I'm lonely

And they know it.

I'm scared

But they do not notice.

I'm worried

And it's killing me.

How can i make them see

What is happening to me?

The day is cold

Her thoughts are old

She bearly slept a wink





The days they pass

They will not last

They like to call her FREAK



She walks to school

They have no clue

Of what is soon to come



Her smile growes

Because no one knows

Today she carries a gun







NOTE: I found his poem i DID NOT make it up so if who ever did write it if you see this i'm not stealing it i'm useing to express myself and no i'm not the kind of person who would go to school and kill everyone so i've covered myself i'm not stealing and i don't need mental help :)