sad story

My name is Becky
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 so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just 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 finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its 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.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor

My name is Becky
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.



There are thousands of kids out there just like Becky.
And you can help.


Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person to not be effected by this story. And because you are affected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do, is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society, and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth.

Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might
sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know.
Please put this on your site if you are *~*~*AGAINST CHILD ABUSE *~*~* a little poem this also sad no girl deserves this

No girl deserves this

No girl deserves this

STUPID JERK!!!!!!!!!!!

> > > repost as 'No girl deserves this'

> > > Girl:I have to tell you something.
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> > > Boy: What?
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> > > Girl: I really like you. And I... I think I'm
> > > falling in love with you.
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> > >
> > > Boy: Ok...
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> > > Girl: What do you mean 'ok'?
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> > > Boy: I don't like you like that...
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> > > Girl: Why not?
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> > >
> > > Boy: I can't tell you... maybe another time...
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > From then on, the girl kept asking the boy 'Why
> > > not?' whenever she saw him, and he kept answering
> > > the same answer of 'I'll tell you later.' Finally
> > > the girl got fed up.
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Girl: I'm tired of this! Tell me why you don't like
> > > me!
> > >
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> > >
> > > Boy: Do you really wanna know why?
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Girl: Yes!
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Boy: It's because you're uglier than ANYTHING!
> > > What's the point of going out with someone when
> > > they're not pretty?!
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Girl: But... I...
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Boy: Just shut up and leave me alone!
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > The boy leaves and the girl is sitting there alone,
> > > crying her heart out... Then her cell phone rings.
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Girl: Hello?
> > >
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> > >
> > > Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I'l l be
> > > home from work in a few hours.
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Girl: Alright Mom.
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Mom: I love you.
> > >
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> > >
> > > Girl: I love you too, Mom.
> > >
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> > >
> > > Mom: Bye Bye.
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Girl: Bye
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > The girl heads home and once she got there, she went
> > > in the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Girl: I'm not pretty enough...
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > She set to work, knowing fully well what she was
> > > going to do. 2 hours later, her Mom came home and
> > > heard the bath water running. She went upstairs to
> > > find the hallway flooded so she knocked on the door.
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > Mom: Honey? Are you alright?
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > She opened the door and was shocked at the site. The
> > > bath was overflowing onto the floor, and the water
> > > was tinted red. She walked over to see what was
> > > inside and screamed. There, her little girl was
> > > lying with cuts all over her f ace and wrists. Her
> > > Mom backed away and was going to run to call the
> > > police when something caught her eye. On the mirror,
> > > am I pretty enough now?
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > No one deserves to be told that by someone they
> > > love. If you find it messed up then forward this to
> > > everyone you know.
> > >
> > >
> > >
> > > A person's appearance doesn't count. What counts is
> > > their heart inside of them and their personality. No
> > > one wants to be told they're not good enough...
> > >
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> > > Repost this in 5 Min or something bad will happen 2
> > > U tomorrow