Only but 8

A bouncy girl only but 8,

Playing pretend with her Barbies,

And bouncing to a beat.

Smiling, giggling.

An ordinary day for a girl only but 8.

Shadows of the night had fallen,

the girl only but 8 snuggled into her bunny rabbit pink jammies.

She held her love-worm teddy bear tight,

When he appeared, a monster with cold fingers

- that trembled on her lips.

He whispered "hush", into her delicate ear.

The girl only but 8 choked with fear

-as the monster slid his sinful claws,

under her bunny rabbit pink jammies

She clutched her love-worn teddy tight, 

and closed her eyes with all her might.

As the monster stole away with her innocence.

The girl of 8 was now a scared lost soul

 -she did not want to play

 -she did not want to bounce

The girl of 8 only wanted to shout.

Yell out into the darkness,

Cry out into the night.

Clutching her love-worn teddy bear,

all the way into into the depths of her personal hell.

Reviews

[Papaya]

Sadly, too many will relate to this strongly emotive writing.

[A. Amos]

Wonderful piece of writing and I'm sure many will relate to your work

[Rogue]

Oh wow! This is a remarkable piece, truly.
You captured every moment of such a horrifying experience. So very tragic. You caught me up in it and I wanted to hold her close and comfort her.

Though the subject matter is ugly.. It is beautiful work.

[Jen Ro]

Thank you for the heartfelt review Rogue. This was something that is very hard to write about,but at the same time very healing.

[Jen Ro]

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