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My name is Emily.
I may only be two.
But I have a story
Esepecially for you to read.

My eyes all swollen and puffy.
I cannot see one single bit.
I must be stupid.
I must be bad.
What else would have made my parents
So mad?
I wish I was better than I am.
I wish I weren't as ugly.
Then maybe mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak even the tiniest little bit.
I can't even make a little mistake.
For if I do,
I will be locked up
All day long.
No food or drinks.
Nothing at all.
Except my one and only friend.
A little brown bear I call Tommy.
When I shall wake
No one will be home.
The house is pitch black
And not the slightest little peep
Could be heard.
My parents are not home.
When mommy does come.
I will be nice.
I won't whine.
So maybe,just maybe
I will get just one whipping tonight.
Shh!
Don't make a sound!
My daddy is home
From Richard's bar.
He curses at me
Through his drunk voice.
My name is what I hear.
I press my self
Against the livingroom wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes.
I get so afraid when he is home.
For one reason only.
I am afraid he will beat me.
I'm starting to cry.
He spotted me weeping
In the corner I am in.
He shouts the ugliest words.
He says it is all my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slapped me and hit me
And yelled at me more.
When I finally got free
I ran to the door.
He has already locked it
And as I started to bawl
My tiny little eyes out
He picked me up
And threw me against the hard wall.
I fell to the floor.
With my bones nearly broken,
My daddy continues
With mores bad words spoken.
I screamed I was sorry.
That did no good.
It was much to late.
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
I don't know what I did to derserve this.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again.
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end.
He finally stopped.
I wondered what happened
That made hime hate me.
He turned around
And headed for the door,
While I lay motionless
Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Emily.
I am just two
And tonight my daddy
Murdered me.
Don't know why.
Now it is over.
No more pain.
No more suffering.
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