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She's been beaten, she's been broken, yet she seems to still smile. She's only 15. had to grow up so fast, Where her childhood go? It seemed to go by In a blink of an eye. Never able to play, always to be pushed away, to not see the pain inside the home. The empty beer cans that always filled the trash. The party's were never ending in this hole. The fights started off fine, but down the line ended with lights. She held onto the younger kids telling them it's going to be alright. When really she did not know if that would be the truth. The broken hearts, the crying children, the flashing lights all became a part of life. The family broke apart. Few months later they came back together. Tho She wanted to find love at a young age, to find that not every man will hurt her. She found one thought he was the one,and gave him something that can never be givin back. He left after that never to look back. Not only did he walk out on her but he hurt her! Just like the others did to her. She swore she'd never go back. Swore she'd never trust another man. Swore that that was the line. She had it with this, told herself one more time and there goes her life. Her uncle came to stay, started off fine, but ended with him hurting her and her family! She'd had it! She took the belts and tied it around her neck. She jumped but as she did her relative grabbed her up. She screamed why did you take me up, I wanted to go! Her relative set her on the floor and looked into her eyes. She spoke, before you do that make sure no one loves you. Later that week her own cuz tried to rape her. She fought back and got him to leave and never to come back. One cut,two cuts, three cuts, four! She could not take It anymore! Five cuts, six cuts, this was the only cure. She was sent to the hospital, Tho she was to clever. She played them as a kid with a DS. Every time she was able to go, she'd end up right back to play the same game. One cut, two cuts, three cuts, she had to it's the only way. She found cigarets, and turned to them to help her problems, then to drinking. She could not stop she had to do something for this pain. She was only a child, 12 years of age and she's seen to much. Four cuts, five cuts, six, what else is out there!? Her wrist were covered and soon so were her ankles and legs. She'd get high and cry. Call her friend and say goodbye. Cry some more and cut some more. At school she was hardly there always suspended for alcohol and pills. One cut, two cuts, three cuts, four! Her daddy would beat her till she'd be crying on the floor. Five cuts, six cuts, seven cuts, eight. What else is there for this pain! Her brother started beating her, hurting her more. He started getting more and more mean to everyone in this place. She'd had it with this pain! He broke her nose but she hid it all to well. One cut, two cuts, three cuts, four! What is she going to do! She's only 12, she can take only so much! Her moms cuz came to stay, he's an alcoholic. He was not drinking for the week. She was sitting reading, as he ran In the room slamming the door closed behind him. In his eyes was someone else not him. He looked crazy he ran after her trying to grab her. He parents trying to get into the room tho the door was stuck. Her dad broke it open. Seeing that she was being chased, her dad grabbed him. Then he dropped fome comes from his mouth. She cried and ran out of that house. One cut, two! She does not know who she is anymore! ripping out her hair. She hides under her bed wishing she was dead! Where is she now? Starring down, three cuts, four cuts, five cuts, six. Please take her from this place! She'd promise everyone shed never cut, but there goes the promise. She'd never brake a promise that fast, one cut, two cuts, three cuts, four. The blood was poring from her wrist to the floor. She'd scream and cry but no one seemed to care. She'd drink, smoke, and take all the pills, They would dry her eyes. Then once they wore off her tears would fall. She would draw herself butterfly's and hearts, butterfly's being the only thing that could fly away and leave yet be so beautiful. Hearts being the sign of LOVE In her heart and in the home of the family's. Tho the love was long gone.

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