Re: Fw: Child Abuse (It does happen )

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There are tears in my eyes for this precious gift of God. Evidently she had

suffered her entire life by demons such as her parents. I, as an abused child,

can sympathize; although my abuse was mental and sexual abuse! So many times I

had wished as a child to die, but thank God I'm still alive to help other abused

children!

God will take care of all child abusers! They are EVIL!!

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> I will not apoligize for forwarding this. It is so horrific I think

it needs to be seen. Please pass this on to your contacts.

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> Warning, the pictures in this e-mail are

pretty graphic and will be upsetting.

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> It is unimagineable that anyone could do this

to a child

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> IT'S OUR DUTY TO PASS THIS ON

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> BLUE RIBBON AGAINST CHILD ABUSE

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> My name is

> I am but three,

> my eyes are swollen

> I cannot see.

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> I must be stupid,

> I must be bad,

> what else could have made

> my daddy so mad?

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> I wish I were better,

> I wish I weren't ugly,

> then maybe my Mommy

> would still want to hug me.

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> I can't speak at all,

> I can't do a wrong

> or else I'm locked up

> all the day long.

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> When I awake I'm all alone

> the house is dark

> my folks aren't home.

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> When my Mommy does come

> I'll try and be nice,

> so maybe I'll get just

> one whipping tonight.

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> Don't make a sound!

> I just heard a car

> my daddy is back

> from Charlie's Bar.

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> I hear him curse

> my name he calls

> I press myself

> against the wall.

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> I try and hide

> from his evil eyes

> I'm so afraid now

> I'm starting to cry.

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> He finds me weeping

> he shouts ugly words,

> he says its my fault

> that he suffers at work.

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> 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.

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> I fall to the floor

> with my bones nearly broken,

> and my daddy continues

> with more bad words spoken.

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> 'I'm sorry!' I scream

> but its now much too late

> his face has been twisted

> into unimaginable hate.

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> The hurt and the pain

> again and again

> oh please God, have mercy!

> oh please let it end!

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> And he finally stops

> and heads for the door,

> while I lay there motionless

> sprawled on the floor.

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> My name is

> and I am but three,

> tonight my daddy

> murdered me.

> There are thousands of kids out there just

like . And you can help

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> It sickens me to my soul, and if you just read

this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, because you would have

to be one heartless person to not be affected by this email. And because you are

affected, do something about it!! So all I am asking you to do is take some time

to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people

like her dad do live in our society, and pray for child abuse to wither out and

die, but also pray for the safety of our youth.

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> Please pass this poem on as a Blue Ribbon

Against Child Abuse because it could possibly change a child's life.

> *~*~* JOIN THE FIGHT AGAINST CHILD ABUSE *~*~

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