About
Alright Since you Wanna Know About Me.
Asian
14
june 30
kenny
Blue
Single. <//3
California
Likes To Sing But Sucks. xD
Loves Music
Remember when getting high meant
swinging on the playground?
When portection meant wearing a helmet?
When the worst things you could get from girls were cooties?
Race issuses were about who ran the fastest.
Dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth & your mom was your hero.
Your worst enemies were your brothers and sisters.
War was inly a card game.
The only drug you knew was cough medicine.
The only things that hurt you were grazed knees.
Crying yourserlf to sleep was because you wanted to stay up.
Goodbyes only meant tomorrow.
Wow & we couldnt wait to grow up.
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 endore 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, “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 pest!” The mom walked out Leaving the girl slowly dieing 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 Lieing 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 A child dies every day from child abuse. And if you have an ounce of pity in you for little Auroura and you hate child abuse with a passion you will repost this and help out those abused children and let them know that someone cared for them
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