Child abuse

Dec 13, 20132 min read

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Published: Dec 13, 2013

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My name is Tiffany
I am 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 anything wrong,
Or else I'm locked up
All day long.

When I'm awake
I'm usually all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home

When my mommy comes home
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll just get
Not one whipping tonight.

I look out the window
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
from Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse.
My name is called.
I press myself
Against the wall

I try to hide
From his gleaming, evil eyes.
I'm so afraid now,
I'm starting to cry

He finds me weeping
and calls me ugly words.
He says that it's my fault
He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me,
And yells at me some more.
I finally get free
And run to 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 it's now much too late.
His face has been twisted
Into an unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!

Finally he stops
and heads for the door,
while I lay there motionless
sprawled on the floor.

My name is Tiffany.
I am three.
Tonight my daddy
murdered me.

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