Mommy...?

Mommy,

     Today daddy took me to a bar. He gave me a cup and told me to drink it. It looked like water, but it didn't taste like water. It made me feel sick and I threw up. Daddy got mad and when he took me to the bathroom to clean up, he hit me. He hit me really hard. I fell against the wall really hard and hit my head, but daddy didn't care. He picked me up again and when we left the bathroom, he smiled, said everything was fine and made me leave. I don't like how the boys at the bar look at me. After daddy and I left, he drove me to his friends house. He said there was going to be another girl, my age there. Do you know mommy that I am 7 now? I wished you were here for my birthday. Well mommy, when we walked into the house it smelled really bad. I saw the other girl. She was crying. I didn't know why. Before I could ask her why she was crying, daddy grabbed her by the hair and took her to the bedroom. He does that to me. I heard that girl yell just like I used to when daddy did that stuff to me. He touches me in funny places, and makes me do things that I don't like, because they hurt. But I don't cry or scream anymore because when I did daddy would take his belt and hit me on my back afterward. I hope he doesn't do that to her. Another boy came in the room after daddy. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into another room. He did the same thing daddy does, but this time hurt more then it usually does. Mommy, I wish you were here. Daddy never did this stuff when you were here. I wonder if you know what's happening and the rain that falls from the sky is really your tears. I don't know, but I love you mommy. I miss you...

 

Your Princess

Author's Note

Just something I started writing in math class today.

Reviews

[Alz Alz]

awe :( that's so sad... yet powerful. well written. :'(

[Voice]

Very sad and powerful right I am seriously crying. This is a real eye-opening piece that I hope many more will read. Thank you for writing this and helping to raise awareness the more we speak up the more people that will listen...

Voice