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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 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 mum came home high The poor child was hit and slapped As hours went by. Then her mum 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 mum 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 such harms. But at least she died With her best friend in her arms.

�If you don't put this in ur profile then it proves you have no heart!!!!!