The Words Which Weave Our World - My Name is Chris...

My name is Chris I am three.1116Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3I31HN7VFr

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 wasn't ugly.

Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.

I cant do a wrong.

I cant speak at all.

Or else I'm locked up all day long.1116Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwNY5ZUhqua

When im awake I'm all alone.

The house is dark.

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come home, I'll try and be nice.

So maybe I'll just get one whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back from Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse, my name is called.

I press myself against the wall.

I try to hide from his evil eyes.

Im so afraid now.

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping.

Calls me ugly words.

He says its my fault .

He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me,and yells at me more.

I finally get free and run to the door.

He 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.

"Im sorry!",I scream.

But its now much to late his face has been twisted into a unimaginable shape

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 1116Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUxbflCzPcq

My name is Chris I am three. 1116Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTfMVpFLwsh

Tonight my daddy murdered me and you can help sickens me to the soul, 1116Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLh2moUmT4J

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