Child abuse

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Wrote this when I was 12.
NO TO CHILD ABUSE.

Feel free to leave a comment, I'd like to improve my writing.

Submitted: December 11, 2013

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CHILD ABUSE 

There I am sitting in front of a mirror

Looking at myself with eyes wide of terror

My friends are all out to play and have fun

Even some at the beach enjoying the sun

 

While here a little girl all alone at home

Days in this deserted house I sit I roam

Where are my parents I dare myself to say ?

Why have they left me helpless this way

 

Suddenly my mommy appears looking mad

Is it my fault? Have I done something bad ?

She screams she says awful things I can’t repeat 

She grabs me abruptly from my comfy seat 

 

Her eyes are scary it’s like there red

What is wrong? Is she tucking me to bed ?

She laughs and laughs a drink in her hand

She throws me in the air harmfully I land

 

She hits me numerous times acting vein

Does she not know that this causes me pain ?

She holds me roughly and pulls my hair

This is too much for a child to bare.

 

Scared I close my eyes I try to breathe

I must have faith in her and believe

She leaves the house and closes the door

There I lie on the cold dirty floor 

 

Hours and hours I stay just like that

Looking like a little frightened cat

Then from the door I hear a knock 

Hoping it’s an angel I go to unlock

 

My daddy stand there smiling at me

The light at the end of the tunnel I see

But wait he's eying me in a weird way

My sun is again fading away

 

'Darling don’t u see it’s so very hot

If u don't undress you’re gonna rot '

So he harshly removes all of my clothes

And ruins petal by petal his little rose

 

I scream I shout I'm terrified 

Why do others have God by their side ?

While I'm served to monsters on a plate

I try to call for help but its too late

 

He touches me from head to toe

I'm trying so hard to shout out no

His hand are all over my bare body

Please help me ! Anybody !

 

With so much effort I try to escape

From what they call torture , rape

As hard as I can I push him and run

He calls out :' where you going hun ? '

 

Faster and faster I fly like light

Suffocating I'm in such a fright

I'm so tired and feeling dizzy

Why don’t they care about their little lizzy ?

 

I finally make it to my goal

Relaxing trying to heal my soul

I open the door my room I greet

Carefully I take a seat

 

And there I am sitting in front of a mirror 

Looking myself with eyes wide of terror

For may God save me from this child misuse

For may God save me from CHILD ABUSE

 

 

Copy righted- Nada Abd


© Copyright 2020 Nada Abd. All rights reserved.

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