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I am IN MIDDLE SCHOOL
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yup.... I've done it. -_-
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92% of the teen population would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch decided that breathing wasn't cool!!! I'm part of the 8% that would be laughing hysterically in the backround!!!
I pledge allegiance to the flag that Michael
Jackson is fag he used to play with little
toys now he plays with little boys
Michael Jackson is behind you.You better check!!!!!
I think other people should read this if they hate child abusing, if you hate child abusing, copy it to your profile:
My name is sarah,
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 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 sradishing 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 sradish 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 Sarah,
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me.
child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!
Cassie453
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