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Report | 09/03/2007 3:35 am

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 have 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 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































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































And I am but three,































Tonight my daddy































Murdered me.































































There was once alittle girl named Chelsey Mcaun. She was killed in1933, by a homicidal maniac who buried her alive while chanting a satanic chant.Those were the words spoken, and now you have read them...Anyonewho reads the chant will meet this small child. In the middle of the night, she will be on your ceiling, as you sleep, she will suffacate you as she was suffacated.. Unless you send this to at least 20 people before tommorow, so she will leave you be. Some guy read those words, yet he didn't believe it. So he didn't send it. The very next day, his parents found him lying DEAD on his bed

Report | 08/15/2007 6:08 am

Stephie pop81

FOURTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL NAMED RUTH WAS SITTING AT HOME EATING TACOS WHILE BABYSITTING HER BROTHER WHILE HER PARENTS WERE OUT GETTING DRUNK.ITS 9:00 SO SHE PUTS HER BROTHER TO BED AND HE FALLS ASLEEP IMMEDIATELY.SHE WATCHES TV AND AT 1:27am THE PHONE RINGS.SHE PICKS IT UP AND A VOICE THAT SOUNDS ERIE.HE SAYS SOMETHING IN A FOREIGN LANGUAGE THAT SHE CANNOT UNDERSTAND SO SHE JUST HANGS UP.AND LATER ON AT ABOUT 3:13 THE PHONE RINGS AGAIN.THE SAME VOICE COMES ON THE PHONE HE SAYS CHECK YOUR BROTHERS ROOM!! AND SHE SAYS WHO ARE YOU AND WHATS YOU PROBLEM??THEN SHE HANGS UP.SHE GETS SCARED AND GOES AND CHECKS HIS ROOM JUST IN CASE.SHE OPENS THE DOOR AND SHE SEES HER BROTHER HANGING FROM THE CLOSET DEAD!!!SHE CALLS THE POLICE AND THEY COME RIGHT OVER.THEY DO THE WHOLE INSPECTION THING AND SHE GOES TO COURT AND THE JUDGE FINDS HER GUILTY OF FIRST DEGREE MURDER OF HER BROTHER PELSWICK OSWALD THE THIRD.SHE WAS SENTENCED TO LIFE IN PRISON.THIS IS NO JOKE ITS A TRUE STORY OF A DEAR FAMILY IN FORK CITY, UTAH.SHE HAUNTS THOSE WHO DO NOT RE-TELL HER SYORY AS SHE THINKS THAT ITS THEM WHO MURDERED HER DEAR BROTHER.IF YOU DO NOT SEND THIS TO 15 PEOPLE IN THE NEXT 313 MINUTES SHE WILL APPEAR AT YOUR BEDSIDE AT 3:13 AND TORCHER AND HANG YOU JUST AS IT WAS DONE TO HER BROTHER.I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A JOKE ITS REAL AND THERE ARE CONSEQUENCES FOR DISBELIEF IN THE DEATH OF PELSWICK OSWALD THE THIRD....START SENDING NOW BEFORE ITS TOO LATE