My name is Becky 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 a 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 starting 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 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 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 Becky And I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me.
There are thousands of kids out there just like Becky. And you can help.
post this on your blog or profile so Becky up in heaven will know that we are trying to save her.
Mommy told me to make my bed in such a wreched glume...
I skipped to my room, only to wonder why Mommy was in a bad mood.......
She said to hurry because she said she had to go somewhere, so I yelded across the house, "okay!"....
Mommy told me to be quiet or she would spank me....
So as I made my bed, I tried not to shed tears....
When I was done making my bed, I went to put on my shoes....
But Mommy hit me and put me in my room......
Blood was trickling down my face as I whispered,"Why Mommy?"....
She said 'I don't belong here anymore'......
Then she yanked me by the arm, I managed to grab my favorite stuffed animal....
Then Mommy threw me in the car...
I started to cry and scream.....
Mommy said for me to shut up and hit me again....
Just then police sirens began to ring....
And Mommy sped away......
Guns shot at the car....
And Mommy pulled over.....
The police officer glanced at me and then Mommy and said...
Put your hand behind your back, your daughter belongs to you no longer.... If your like me, and don't belive in child abuse, copy and paste this on your blog.
