child abuse

Child Abuse

Her name was Auroura,
She was only five:
This is what happened
When she was alive.
Her dad was a drunk,
Her mom was an addict.
Her parents kept her
Locked up in an attic.
Her only friend was
A little toy bear.
It was old and worn out,
And had patches of hair.
She always talked to it
When no one was around.
She lays there and hugs it,
Not a peep of sound-
Until her parents unlock the door.
Some more and more pain.
She'll have to endure
A bruise on her leg,
A scar on her face.
Why would she be In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly cries;
She loves her parents,
But they want her to die.
She sits in the corner,
Quiet but thinking, God, why?
Why is my life always sinking?
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid.
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did.
Then one night,
Her mom came home high.
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by.
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade.
It was sharp and pointy,
One that she made.
She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest:
"You deserve to die,
You worthless pest!"
The mom walked out,
Leaving the girl slowly dying.
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying.
Police showed up
At the small sad house.
They quickly barged in...
Everything was quiet as a mouse.
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor.
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm.
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms.

A child dies every day from child abuse, and if you have an ounce of pity in you for little Auroura and you hate child abuse with a passion you will repost this. Help out those abused children and let them know that someone cared for them. If you don't then you should go to freaking hell; this is horrible, what happened to these innocent children. It doesn't take that long to repost- only about 10 seconds, so please just do it. It's worth it, just to let everyone see this. Some people are so cruel... this is terrible, but it happens so much. We can't ignore it. Do the right thing.

I didn't write this.