Saving My Children
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Last published Wed, Oct 29, 2014
How could he do this?
He won the trial.
My children.
My precious children.
Gone.
He hates them.
Despises them.
Beats them.
Rapes them.
My twins.
Eleka and Felicia.
I will help you.
I will get you out of that house.
Promise.
No matter how long it takes.
We will run.
We will hide.
We will make it to Canada.
We will be safe.
Please just do what he says.
You may get hurt, just not killed.
Stay safe.
Mommy loves you.
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