SAD STORY Her name was Aurora 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 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's 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 endore
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 crys 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 little house They quickly barged in Everything was as 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 Aurora and you hate child abuse with a passion you will repost this and help out those abused children and let them know that someone cared for them. If you don't then you should at least put a link to it, 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. its worth it to let everyone see this.
Mum: come on Molly we have to get to the shops! Molly: but mummy i want to stay home! Sesame Street is on telly! Mum: Yes, well we really need to go to the shops so hurry along now. Molly: ok mummy. _______________________________ AT THE SHOPS. Mum: ok now Molly i want you to stay right on this bench and dont you move even if i'm gone for a long time. ok? Molly: ok Mummy. Mummy? Mum: yes dear? Molly: where are you going Mummy? Mum: i'm going,er, SHOPPING honey. and Molly Sweetie, Molly: yes mummy? Mum: i want you to know that i will always love you forever and ever. Molly: yep. Mum: and watever happens, i'll always be in your heart? Molly: okie dokie. mum: goodbye Molly. i love you dear. MOLLY'S MUM LEAVES WAVING GOODBYE.
Molly waits and waits there. two hours have passed. then four. and fianlly when Molly has been sitting there for seven hours a police man comes up to her. Police man: are you Molly Davies? Molly: um, i think so. Police man laughs. Police man (to himslef): poor little kid. The Police man takes Molly up to the Police station. he talks on the phone for a long time. Molly: um, 'xuse me mister? Police man: yes? Molly: um, i would, um, like to, um please-know-where-mummy-wented. Police Man: listen Kid, i dont know how to put this to you but your mummy has left you. she feels that she's not resopnsible enough for you. see, your mother is an Alciholic. Molly: wats ans allyolic? Police man: an 'Alciholic' is a person who drinks alot of Alcihol. Molly: wats Alceehol? Police man: its a very bad drink adults sometimes consume, but see here, your mum drank far too much of it. Molly: so now mummy's gone what happens to me? Police man: well we'll have to find you a foster home of course. _________________ Molly finds new Foster Parents soon after that. she was always showerd with love, attention, and belongings. but as Molly grew up into a woman, she wonderd, had her mother stopped loving her? or was it just the drinks? mabye she went phsyco? or prehaps she was adopted and she never really had a mum?! well she had to find some answers. so one night, when she just turned 22, Molly ran down to a local raideo staion and put out this message: Mum if your listening, its Molly here, yes, Molly Davies. where are you? do you miss me? if your listening then please meet me at the bench in the shops where you left me! and with that she raced down to the shopping center. an old lady who looked exremly poor was sitting on the bench. Molly sighed and sat down next to her and started crying. Old Woman: Molly dear? Molly: what? Old Woman: oh molly its me! your mother! Molly: oh, oh oh, Mummy! the two were in eachothers arms crying.
The End.
if this touched your heart than post this in you blog. if it didnt then post it anyway for anyone else who has emotions.
