Child abuse, make it stop!! DX
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've 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'm 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
Be Quiet! 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 Sarah
I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.
Child abuse, make it stop!! DX
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 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 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,
"Please God, 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
And the poor child was beaten
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 piece of s!"
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
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead 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
(add this to your profile if your against child abuse)
DeviantArtist Questionnaire
I have been here for three years now.
2. What does your username mean?
My username doesn't mean anything, it is just a name I came up with when I was a kid.
3. Describe yourself in three words.
Talkative, sportive and gamer.
4. Are you left or right handed?
right handed.
5. What was your first deviation?
The Star Forge.6. What is your favourite type of art to create?
I really love to create stories.
7. If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be?
Manga.
8. What was your first favourite?
Delicious of Ty-Chou.
9. What type of art do you tend to favourite the most?
I love almost everything as long as it involves Portal, Star Wars or Transformers.
10. Who is your all-time favourite deviant artist?
Sakimichan.
11. If you could meet anyone on DeviantArt in person, who would it be?
forte-girl7, her Portal fanart is brilliant.
12. How has a fellow deviant impacted your life?
The fellow deviant who gave me my first comment.
13. What are your preferred tools to create art?
Paint for pics and Open Office for stories.
14. What is the most inspirational place for you to create art?
My own room, where I can think peacefully.
15. What is your favourite DeviantArt memory?
The April Fools day joke, about that the site could read your mind.
My fanfiction
herhaling:
Ik hou heel erg van Starscream. Daarom ben ik die fanfic ook gaan schrijven, maar ik wil weten wat jullie van het verhaal vinden. Laat a.u.b. een opmerking achter, ik zou dat zo fijn vinden. Een extra dingetje voor iedere Nederlander op deze site. Als je een Nederlander bent en je houd van Transformers, maar je bent niet zo goed in het lezen van Engels en je wilt toch mijn verhaal Starscream's familie lezen. Ik heb geweldig nieuws voor jullie! Wanneer ik Deel 6 van het verhaal hebben afgerond, zal ik ALLE delen van het verhaal naar het Nederlands vertalen!!!