28 Jan, 2015 09:03 PM
Her name was Abby, she was only 5
This is what happened, when she was alive
Her dad was a drunk, her mum was an addict
They kept her locked up in an attic

Her only friend was a little toy bear
It was old, worn out and had patches of hair
She always tales to it, when no ones 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 encore
A bruise on her leg, a scar on her face
She grabs her bear and softly cries
She loves her parents, but they want her to die
She sits in the corner thinking, god why?
such a bad life, for an innocent child

Then one day, her mum came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped as hours went by
Then her mum suddenly grabbed for the knife 
She thrusted the knife into her chest
"you deserve to die, you worthless pest"
The mum walked out, with her child slowly dying
She grabbed her bear and again started crying

police showed up at a small little house
Everything was quiet as a mouse
They quickly barged in 
To find a little girl lying on the floor
But at least she had no more pain to endore
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rachael says:
02 Mar, 2015 09:05 PM

that was ever so sad

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Katrina says:
31 May, 2015 10:07 PM

Wow... Makes me sad... Then mad... that they didn't make it in time. That if they'd shown up a little sooner she could have survived.

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Mackyy says:
26 Apr, 2016 03:37 PM

This was so sad how could any parent do that to an innocent child she died at such young age why didn't they just give her up for adoption if they didn't want her?

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