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  1. ryan shecler
    14th Jul 2008 07:13
    16 years, 3 months & 21 days ago
  2. Peace
    14th Oct 2007 05:37
    17 years & 23 days ago
  3. Child Abuse
    13th Oct 2007 14:19
    17 years & 23 days ago
  4. Not My Story
    13th Oct 2007 07:48
    17 years & 23 days ago
  5. Sad
    6th Oct 2007 18:05
    17 years & 1 month ago
  6. 2007
    6th Oct 2007 13:14
    17 years & 1 month ago
  7. Happy Story
    22nd Sep 2007 13:35
    17 years, 1 month & 14 days ago
  8. Sad
    16th Sep 2007 17:37
    17 years, 1 month & 20 days ago
ryan shecler
16 years, 3 months & 21 days ago
14th Jul 2008 07:13

i love him
i love him
i love him
did i mention i LOVe him?????
he is awesome, cool, famous, hot, oh and he is a great sk8r!! what doesnt a girl want to do with him???wub.gif

Peace
17 years & 23 days ago
14th Oct 2007 05:37

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Child Abuse
17 years & 23 days ago
13th Oct 2007 14:19

ANOTHER CHILD ABUSE POEM
Don't read without tishues it will make you cry if you have a heart...
Child Abuse Poem Story!

Teddy, I've been bad again,
My Mommy told me so;
I'm not quite sure what I did wrong,
But I thought that you might know.

When I woke up this morning,
I knew that she was mad;
Cause she was crying awful hard,
And yelling at my dad.

I tried my best to be real good,
And do just what she said;
I cleaned my room all by myself,
I even made my bed.

But I spilled milk on my good shirt,
When she yelled at me to hurry;
And I guess she didn't hear me,
When I told her I was sorry.

'Cause she hit me awful hard, you see,
And called me funny names;
And told me I was really bad,
And I should be ashamed!

When I said, "I love you, Mommy,"
I guess she didn't understand;
Cause she yelled at me to shut my mouth.
Or I'd get smacked again.

So I came up here to talk to you,
Please tell me what to do;
'Cause I really love my Mommy,
And I know she loves me, too.

And I don't think my Mommy means,
To hit me quite so hard;
I guess sometimes, grown ups forget
How really big they are!

So Teddy, I wish you were real,
And you weren't just a bear;
Then you could help me find a way
To tell Mommies everywhere.

To please try hard to understand.
How sad it makes us feel;
'Cause the outside pain soon goes a way,
But the inside never heals!

And if we could make them listen,
Maybe then they'd understand;
So other children just like me,
Wouldn't have to hurt again.

But for now, I guess I'll hold you tight,
And pretend the pain's not there;
I know you'd never hurt me,
So Goodnight, Teddy Bear!

There are thousands of childs out there like that... Post this on your blog and it will show that you really care about children out there like that...

Not My Story
17 years & 23 days ago
13th Oct 2007 07:48

A couple years ago, a couple of friends of mine stayed at my house during my birthday. I???m really into spirits and things like that. My mom got me a poster of our house during the 1800???s.Turns out our house is over 200 years old. This really fascinated me at first. I used to brag to my friends all the time bout it. Until a few months ago???..What happened was all four of us were in my bedroom watching tv. It turned to a commercial and it was about real estate. This got me going about my house again. Everyone started groaning saying ???give it up???, and ???its getting old Liz??? My name is Elizabeth but everyone calls me Liz.??? Hey-??? I started to say but someone cut me off saying ???Its not your house, its MINE???I look up, shocked. It didn???t sound like any of my friends voices. I looked at them, they look back in shock and fright. I don???t think they would be that frightened if they did it. ???Who said that???? I said shakily. ???Its MINE,MINE, you???ll NEVER have it??? Right after that there was a bang on my closet door. Then it popped open hard and a cool breeze went past. We all shivered at the cold and at our own fright. The next couple of nights right before I went to bed there would be a loud bang on my closet door. Then a cool breeze and someone chanting??? MINE,MINE..??? After a couple months I got used to it but over the nights more happened. Like one time I seen a girl about 15 standing by my closet, walking in a circle saying ???MINE???. She was dressed in old clothes. Old raggy clothes. One time my friends stayed over a year later. Then we all forgot about last time. I forgot all about trying not to mention the house, and not to brag. So I said ???Raise ur hand if you love my awesome house??? Holy crap, I thought as I remembered last time I said MY. No one raised there hand but me. Then I seen 3 hands go up by my closet door. ???Oh no,??? I whispered. Apparently I was the only one who seen them, because no one else was acting as scared as I was. They starting moving closer, until they were right beside the bed. They picked up my friends by their necks??? and started choking them. I screamed and ran to my parents??? room but they were gone. I jumped out the window as I screamed to all my friends ???Ill never forget you!??? I landed on the hard ground my parents 2nd story window. After that everything went black. My neighbors must have seen me laying there and called 911.I was in the hospital when I first woke up. My parents were right beside my crying. ???mom???? I said. She hugged me and sobbed more. ???I???m sorry honey. ???She said. I know what she meant. I tried to sit up to hug her but the pain was unbearable and I couldn???t feel my legs. ???Ill never forget them??? I said. Ever since that day I???ve been traumatized and paralyzed.

Sad
17 years & 1 month ago
6th Oct 2007 18:05

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.

  1. ryan shecler
    14th Jul 2008 07:13
    16 years, 3 months & 21 days ago
  2. Peace
    14th Oct 2007 05:37
    17 years & 23 days ago
  3. Child Abuse
    13th Oct 2007 14:19
    17 years & 23 days ago
  4. Not My Story
    13th Oct 2007 07:48
    17 years & 23 days ago
  5. Sad
    6th Oct 2007 18:05
    17 years & 1 month ago
  6. 2007
    6th Oct 2007 13:14
    17 years & 1 month ago
  7. Happy Story
    22nd Sep 2007 13:35
    17 years, 1 month & 14 days ago
  8. Sad
    16th Sep 2007 17:37
    17 years, 1 month & 20 days ago