why??? how can they do this???
15 years, 9 months & 17 days ago
8th Feb 2009 08:43 ##Against CHILD abuse!##
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.
i have no clue why we do this either
16 years, 6 months & 30 days ago
28th Apr 2008 17:25 STOP THE MADNESS WHY DO WE DO THIS?
Sad puppy story
This is such a sad story
Hello I'm Vanilla the puppy. I really like playing with my little pink bouncy ball. My brothers and sisters play with me too. I have 3 sisters and 2 brothers.
I used to have 5 sisters and 4 brothers but they were taken to a make-up testing factory. I miss them very much. But still I have fun with my 3 sisters and 2 brothers.
Then one day a truck came to pick up my Mama, Daisy. I was scared. I didn't know what was happening. And then she was taken to that bad factory.
It was a year later and I only had 2 sisters and 1 brother left. It wasn't the same.
The world felt
big
and scary
After a month the truck once again came. This time I had to go inside the truck. In the truck i wasn't the only dog. There were other dogs, bunnies, cats and ll sorts of animals.
Finally we came to the factory. There were lots of shampoos, perfumes, and make-up. There were some coats that looked like real fur.
Suddenly I was taken inside a room. Some people were taking shampoo, lipstick and eye shadow. They were using the products on me.
The next day I never saw my brothers and sisters, my owner and other animals ever again and I was not alive.
I was tested on.
Post this story in your blog if you are against animal testing and animal abuse. So the world will stop the cruelty to all animals.
cancer
17 years & 16 days ago
10th Nov 2007 08:46 -----///\\-----Please
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my uncles wife died of cancer just recently
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