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PostSubject: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:47 pm

April is Child Abuse Prevention Month.

No child deserves to go through such a terrible life, and my way of fighting is with words.

My goal?

Write a short piece about abuse for every day of April. These pieces are nothing fancy, and aren't as edited as my other stuff, but they are written by somebody who cares, and who wants to bring about a change.

EDIT: Just wanted to clarify, I have never been abused, or known somebody personally who has been abused. Apparently some people who have been reading my stuff on Facebook think that I have been abused, so I thought that I need to clarify that here as well.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:48 pm

Day 1

What is pain? Real pain? A blow to the body hurts, but that hurt fades away. It is not real pain. The real pain happens inside. We can get hurt inside by people that we don’t know, but the worst is when this inside pain is caused by those we do know, those that we once trusted. Do you know what it’s like, to have your own father hurt you like this?

I do. The first time that it happened, the first time he hit me… I didn’t think that he meant it. It was just a mistake, a loss of temper. It wouldn’t happen again. But it did, and I felt so awful and sick inside. It was like a hole had been punched through my heart, like I couldn’t breathe. I felt so sick, and used, and broken.

I put on a positive attitude, but inside I’m falling apart. Inside, is the real pain.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:48 pm

Day 2

Tahira stood at her window, her blue eyes watching as the rain splattered on the glass. Her own reflection could be seen there too, but she tried to ignore the scared face looking back at her, and the bruise on her cheek.

She didn’t like days like today, when she was trapped inside, and her father was home. Today was a Monday, but school was over, as was work.

There was a crash down below and the young child flinched. She turned her head towards the door of her bedroom, her shaggy black hair swaying with the movement. She had hacked off most of her hair just half an hour ago, after he had used it to keep her in place while he had hit her. Now, she was afraid of what would happen if when he found out what she had done. For the moment, though, his wrath was directed at her mother.

She turned back towards the window and her eyes glistened with tears.

“God,” she whispered as her small frame trembled, “Please keep Mommy safe. Please.”

Her tears merged at the bottom of her chin and dripped down onto the cold windowsill below.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:49 pm

Day 3

I don’t know why I can’t be good. I’m always messing up, making them angry. I try, I really do, but I’m such a bad child. I deserve to be punished. It hurts, so much, but I deserve it.

I got in trouble at school again. I talked too loud. Then I was too loud at home too, and I spilled my drink at dinner. I broke the plate too, when I tripped.

I try so hard to be good, but I’m always so jumpy, and I have a hard time keeping quiet. That’s why they punish me. I’m such a bad child. I wish that I wasn’t, but I just can’t ever get things right.

It hurts, so much, but I deserve it.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:49 pm

Day 4

Jake lay on the ground. He was sobbing softly, and his already red fur was matted with blood. The pain was everywhere, so great that he could not rise. His entire body throbbed, burned, ached.

He hated it, how weak he was. He was a cripple, missing one of his four legs, and his birth had killed his mother. Deep down he knew that it wasn’t his fault, but at times like this it was hard not to think so.

The fox-like creature pulled his white wings closer to his body, wincing at the pain that it caused. Another tremor ran through his body, but this one was from the cold. The sky was growing dark and his father would be looking for him soon.

He couldn’t understand why they never killed him. Was it so that they could continue playing this sick game with him? If so, he much rather be dead.

The sufa’s eyes closed, though the tears still continued to fall. His ears pricked up at the sound of his name. It was his father. The realization frightened him and he squeezed his eyes even tighter shut.

“If this is all my life is ever going to be, please, please, let me die. Just make this nightmare end. Please.”

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:50 pm

Day 5

Thomas hurried to the house after another awful day at school (He always referred to his current foster home as a house, as he never seemed to make it there long enough for the place to become a home.). He was hunched over, moving as fast as he dared, but never breaking into a run. Too fast and they would notice and hurry after him; too slow and they would pick him out of the crowd of kids that walked home each day. He had to blend in, to disappear.

He knew his efforts were all in vain when he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder and heard the taunting voice of the older boy.

“What’s the hurry, Thomas? You’re acting like a scaredy-cat.”

The boy didn’t respond, but simply bowed his head, his mismatched eyes staring at the sidewalk below. He knew what was going to happen next; it was the same as always.

He was different, and they would punish him for it.



Note: I see bullying as just another form of child abuse.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:50 pm

Day 6

The child tottered into the kitchen, a thumb in her mouth and a curious look in her silver eyes. She stepped forward and tugged on her mommy’s clothing.

The woman paused in her task of cutting up vegetables for that night’s meal, but she didn’t turn. Her loose black hair hid her face from view. The child tugged again, but, when there was no answer, she went ahead and asked her question.

“Did Daddy hurt you too?”

Her mommy’s shoulders shook and she set the knife down, but she didn’t answer the little girl.

“Why’d he do it? I didn’t do anything wrong, did I?”

“No,” her mommy finally said, but it didn’t dispel the worry in the young child’s heart.

Her daddy had changed a lot in the past few weeks. He had stopped laughing, stopped playing with her, stopped smiling, and stopped loving them. Finally, last night, he had come home drunk and he had hit her—hard.

The sudden pain had startled her. Even now, with the bruise forming on her cheek, it all seemed like a dream, something unreal. She had to have done something wrong—that was the only explanation.

Her mommy had started preparing dinner once more, and so the child tugged on her clothing to get her attention again.

There was a deep sigh from the woman. “Kami, why don’t you go run along and play with your toys? Mommy’s busy.”

Kami stared up at her mother, her silver eyes filling with tears, and then fled the room, a single thought on her mind.

What had she done wrong?

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:51 pm

Day 7

This pain I feel inside--
Excruciating, but yet I’m alive.
Can you hear my plea?
I run, so far, but I cannot hide.

I’m down on a bended knee.
Quivering, shaking—is this me?
Can you see my fear?
To my survival, I give you the key.

My life is shattered like a mirror.
You’re so far, when so near.
Can you sense I lied?
I’m losing everything I once held dear.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:51 pm

Day 8

They talked about me on the news this morning. You heard it, and I’m sure felt devastated. After all, no child deserves what I had to go through. Still, it happened, and though you saw the signs, you ignored them.

Remember the time I ran into the door, again? Or the time I tripped and broke my finger? Did you see how skinny I was? How about the ragged clothing I wore? I put on a mask, to hide the pain inside, but both of us pretended you couldn’t see through it. I knew I was worthless, and you didn’t tell me otherwise.

It’s too late for me now. I wasn’t strong enough to survive the pain. But my life wasn’t worth living, anyways. I didn’t know love, just pain.

They talked about me on the news this morning. Don’t let them talk about somebody else tomorrow.

It shouldn’t hurt to be a child.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:51 pm

Day 9

“Morgan.”

The teen didn’t move at the sound of her name, but just continued staring at the floor with her brown eyes. Her right foot tapped the floor again and again as she impatiently waited for this to be over with. She had better things to do than sit in the principal’s office the whole morning.

“Morgan Raye, this has been the third incident this week. Is something going on at home?” He stared at her for a moment, from behind his desk, and then he sighed and climbed to his feet. He walked around the desk and then leaned back against it, watching her. After a minute more of silence, he spoke. “Could you at least look at me, Morgan?”

She did look at him then, but her expression gave no hint that anything was wrong. “I just lost my temper. I’m fine. Can I go to class now, before I miss all of this period as well?”

He stared at her for a moment and then gave a nod of his head. “If there’s nothing wrong…”

“There isn’t.” That was all there was time for, as she was out of his office and walking down the hall in seconds. Her hand came up and tugged at her left sleeve, making sure that it covered the bruise, and her façade.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:52 pm

Day 10

It’s a funny thing, what words can do to you. If you’re told you’re worthless enough, you’ll start to believe it. You don’t want to believe it, but you have to. Deep down, you know their right. Just look at everything I’ve done wrong, or can’t do. Where would I be without Zaroff?

It’s his words that eat at me, that have shaped me. He calls me worthless, a beast, stupid. The only thing I can do is dance, and that is only because of him. Without him, where would I be? Such a funny question, one that I don’t know the answer to. I can’t think of anything good that could come of it, aside from me being free. But I would not be who I am, if it was not for him. I could not dance as I do. I would be nothing, without him.

That’s what he tells me, and I believe it.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:54 pm

Day 11

Kip didn’t mind the rats. She understood them, like they understood her. She and them never touched, but they would visit her when she was alone. They were always hungry, like her, and afraid. She fed them her crumbs when she ate, but it wasn’t enough to fill anyone’s tummies.

They were back again, staying in the shadows of the cage as she sobbed softly. Her body was covered in all sorts of scars and burns, but it was the blood flowing from her left arm that caused the tears. He had been so angry at her today, and it was all her fault. She had tried, she really had, but…

She felt the something tickling of something on her injured arm and her sobbing stopped for a moment as she lifted up her head, to see one of the rats had ventured close and was sniffing her arm with his whiskers.

She laughed softly, and he scurried away. Her laughter stopped and she held her breath, watching as he slowly ventured forward once more.

Then the door to the room opened and all the rats disappeared. She bit her lip and looked up slowly, to see the man that controlled the nightmare of her life.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Tue Apr 13, 2010 10:28 pm

Day 12

Anyone could do it. Mother. Father. Sister. Brother. Cousin. Uncle. Aunt. Grandpa. Grandma. Friend. Teacher. Neighbor. Stranger.

Nobody knows, as long as nobody talks.

The victim won’t, controlled by fear.

The abuser won’t, controlled by the need for power, or fear, or money, or hatred, or just the sick need for more.

If nobody talks, then nothing changes, and when nothing changes, things get worse, and when things get worse, it could cost a life—a life that nobody can bring back.

Don’t let it be yours.

Don’t let it happen because of you.

Child abuse is real, and it won’t go away.

Not if we don’t take a stand.

Anyone could do it, but don’t let it be you.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Tue Apr 13, 2010 10:29 pm

Day 13

She held her tears inside until her bedroom door had clicked shut behind her. Then there was no stopping them, as they streamed down her cheeks and dripped onto the floor. She leaned back against the door and lifted up her head, her brown eyes staring up at the ceiling. Her lips parted, but there was nothing more to say, and so she bit down on her lower lip and her eyes fell to the floor.

Why? Why didn’t her father believe her?

The nine-year-old’s shoulders shook and the tears fell faster. She hadn’t made it up, she really hadn’t. Couldn’t he see that? It hadn’t been a plea for attention, though she did wish that he would pay more attention to her. He was always gone, not seeing how terrified she was of her older brother.

Her trembling hands reached for the lock on her door as she heard her father’s car pulling out of the driveway, but she knew it would only hurt worse if she tried to stop it from happening.

Her door was thrown open and she hit the wall, landing on the ground. He stepped in front of her and she held up her hands before her in a weak attempt to defend herself.

“Don’t...,” she sobbed, but her plea fell on deaf ears as he advanced on her.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Wed Apr 14, 2010 8:33 pm

Day 14

She jumped to her feet, her hands balled into fists and her eyes livid. “Just shut up!” she snapped at him.

He had been smiling a moment before, ready to give another retort, but now the smile was gone from his face and it was obvious that he was angry too. “Why is it that everything I say makes you so angry? What is it about me, that you hate so much? Or is it Javy again? It’s always precious Javy.”

His tone had turned bitter, mocking almost. She almost yelled at him again, but instead abruptly turned away and folded her arms across her skinny body. It wasn’t… him, this time. It was…

Her head bowed and her silver eyes closed as tears started to form in them. Her shoulders shook and then he was there, beside her, awkwardly reaching an arm across her back to give her a comforting hug. She shoved her left hand into his chest, though it wasn’t hard enough of a shove to knock him back.

“Leave me alone,” she whispered. She couldn’t see the expression on his face, as her shaggy hair blocked the view, but she didn’t have to see it to know that her words hurt him, like his had hurt her—like everyone had hurt her.

He let his hand fall back down to his side, but he didn’t move away from her. “Kami…” He said her name so tenderly that it was hard not to look, but she didn’t.

“Go away.”

Silence. And then…

“I’m sorry… Look, I know you’ve had a rough past. I just… I’m sorry. For everything.”

“K-Kal, you can’t apologize for what… for what they did to me,” she whispered, her voice growing softer with each word. A tremor ran through her body and she held up a hand to rest over her heart. The pain… it was still there, still so fresh after all the years… It wretched at her very being, burning with hatred and aching, absolutely aching, with hurt.

Suddenly Kal’s scent was all around her and she realized with a start that she was in his arms. This time she didn’t push away, but buried her head in his clothing, crying.

“I… I c-can’t…”

“Shh,” he told her, petting her hair. “I’m here for you. Nobody will ever hurt you again.”

She wanted to believe his words, she really did, but she knew that they were a lie. She had been hurt too much for far too long to believe life could be so good.


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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 19, 2010 12:40 am

Day 15

The young child tugged at her mama’s worn clothing, but there was no response from the sleeping woman. She tugged again, a little harder this time, and gained a moan in response, but that was all. She bit her lip, staring with her brown eyes at the trembling form of her mama. Was she okay?

“Mama?”

There was a noise in the alley and the child turned, to see a man striding towards her. She smiled at him, and took a step towards him, but then the cold expression on his face made her stop.

“Didn’t I tell you not to bother her?” he growled. “Didn’t I?” He grabbed her by the arm and yanked her away from her mama. He gave her a good shake then, before shoving her back. She hit the wall with a cry, sinking down to the ground. Her tear-filled eyes stared at the man and she wrapped her arms around her trembling body.

“Papa…”

He stared at her a moment longer, the anger still in his dark eyes, and then he turned and knelt down next to the dark-skinned woman. She was still moaning, and now she was rolling about in what could only be pain.

The young child sniffed softly and then stepped forward, only for her papa to turn and stare at her. She couldn’t meet his eyes, but could only stare at the ground, frightened that he would hurt her again. It had been only an accident, hadn’t it? That’s what she wanted to believe, but the pain was still there, making it difficult to forget.

“Get lost, Jarah.” He turned back to face the woman. “You’re only making things worse.”

“But Papa…”

He struck her across the cheek and she stumbled back, the tears coming faster now. Her cheek stung, but that was nothing compared to her breaking heart. Why was he hurting her? What was wrong with Mama? Did his words mean that it was her fault?

“Git.”

Jarah stood there for only a moment longer, and then she turned and ran, disbelief causing her entire body to tremble.

She didn’t understand what was going on, just that it was something very, very wrong.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 19, 2010 12:41 am

Day 16

You said it wouldn’t hurt,
That this was all a game.
Young and innocent, I believed.
Look at me now.

You were my father.
Once, a well-respected man.
I never doubted you.
Look at you now.

Scarred and scared,
I turned to a teacher for help.
You thought I was the weak one.
Look at us now.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 19, 2010 12:42 am

Day 17

To Who Finds This Note,

My name is Jazmine. I am nine years old. I’m tired of life, of the pain, of everything. I’ve never said anything to anyone, because I knew he would hurt me more if he did, but by the time somebody finds this, I can’t be hurt anymore.

My life isn’t worth living, so I am ending it. I don’t know what else to do. I’m scared, so, so scared. I don’t want this life. He hurts me so much, whenever my parents go out. I can’t deal with this. I’ve tried to say something, before, but nobody believed me, nobody would listen.

He’s done it to me for so long, before I knew it wasn’t normal. But he’s so much stronger than me, and I can’t get away. He always finds me, when I try to hide, and he makes it worse when I do try to stop him.

I can’t deal with this, not anymore.

There is nothing else I can do, but this.

I’m sorry.

For everything.

Jazmine

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 19, 2010 12:43 am

Note: This one is a little bit on the mature side, for what kind of abuse is hinted at.

Day 18

“Truth or dare?”

She looked around the circle of preteen girls, all eagerly awaiting her choice of the two, and then she swallowed nervously. “Truth,” she said at last, deciding that it was the better choice. She had seen what these girls would do for both option, and neither was very appealing.

“Have you ever…” The black-haired girl asking the question lowered her voice, “worn your mother’s makeup?”

She started at the question. It was nothing like the others had been, but yet it caused her stomach to squirm and her breath to quicken, ever-so-slightly. Why? Out of all the questions they had asked, why did it have to be this?

Tears filled her eyes, but she didn’t let them fall, not wanting to let anyone see her cry. Instead, she threw back her head and laughed, but the laughter sounded hollow. “Of course. Haven’t you?”

None of them would admit to haven’t doing it, and so the room was filled with chimes of ‘all the time’ and ‘duh’. The words were just as fake as her laugh had been. Shame washed over her, though she put on a smile on the outside.

“Your turn, Kristy,” the black-haired girl said.

But Kristy didn’t feel like playing anymore. She felt sick inside, in a way that these girls could never understand. She knew that she couldn’t stay here any longer, though she did not want to go home. “I… I can’t…”

That was all she said, before rushing out of the room and then out of the house. The tears were falling freely now, as the shame burned inside of her.

She had everything the girls her age wanted, but she would have given anything in the world for one night as someone else.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Mon Apr 19, 2010 2:49 pm

Day 19

He was smiling as he entered her room, but the smile vanished from his face in an instant. “What’s wrong?” he whispered, frozen in the doorway as he stared at the crying form of his friend.

The soft sobs stopped at his voice and she turn her head slightly to the side, just enough to see him out of the corner of her eye. He waited for a moment, for her to say something, but she just turned away and buried her head in her knees.

“Safe…?” he said tentatively, taking half a step inside.

“Go away,” she said, her voice hoarse from her tears.

He didn’t leave. He couldn’t leave her, when he could smell the misery that was mixed in with her usual sweet scent. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. Her sobs started up again, and he could tell that she thought he had left.

“What kind of friend would I be…?” He had walked over to her, and now his arms were wrapped around her, holding her close, “if I left you when you needed me most?”

She started at his touch, but then her body grew limp in his arms. “Kern… I… I can’t…” She bit her lip, fighting hard with her emotions.

He climbed up onto the bed and she leaned her head onto his shoulder, still sobbing. He watched her, hating the tears that were streaming down her face and the way her entire body was shaking. And the bruise…

He reached up a hand and touched her right eye, his breath quickening as he did so. He was only nine years old, but he knew what that bruise meant, and the crying. He had gone through that himself, when just a toddler. A growl escaped from his lips before he could stop it, and his entire body was shaking with rage.

“Who?” he asked, his voice dark.

“It’s… m-my f-f-fault-t. It’s because… I-I’m clums-sy.”

He fought the Wolf off, knowing that Safe needed him here more than she needed whoever had hurt her dead. His trembling was still there, but it was less severe, and the growl was gone from his voice. He drew her closer to him. “It’s not your fault. No matter what happens, don’t ever forget that. It’s not your fault.”

“D-don’t ever-r leave m-m-me…, Kern.”

He looked down at her, forcing a smile onto his face. “I won’t, Safe. I won’t.”

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Tue Apr 20, 2010 10:30 pm

Day 20

Sometimes the silence is overwhelming. I want to speak up, speak out, but it’s like there’s a wall there. I try to move past it, but it surrounds me, envelopes me. I can’t break through, but must suffer in silence.

Nobody sees, though they pretend to. Or maybe they all see, but don’t want to. Every now and then they ask, but I maintain my silence. I am ashamed of myself, ashamed enough not to tell, and afraid. I don’t want anyone else to get hurt, because of me. I don’t want to die, because I tried to speak. So I say nothing. It doesn’t take much to make others believe my silence, my lies.

Home is different, but yet the same. I am silent, because the danger is higher. Noise calls attention to me, and noise makes the hurt worse. I must stay quiet, or I’ll make them mad. They don’t like it when I make noise, when I remind them that I exist. They tell me that they never wanted me, that I was a mistake, but I say nothing at all.

Sometimes the silence is overwhelming, but it is what keeps me alive, safe, and captive.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Wed Apr 21, 2010 9:15 pm

Day 21

Note: I AM a fiction writer, and I have NEVER been abused, or personally known anyone who has been abused. Apparently some people are thinking otherwise when reading my stuff (mostly on Facebook). It is works of FICTION.


Javy eased the door shut, barely breathing as he did so. He then turned and started, his hands flying up to his left eye. “It’s nothing,” he blurted out, but his mom was already there, brushing his messy brown hair aside so she could see better.

“I thought you said this was over.”

“It’s nothing, Mom.” He tried to dodge out of her grasp, but she was quicker, and grabbed onto his arm. He didn’t fight her, but stopped at her touch.

“A bruise is not ‘nothing’, Javy. What is going on?”

He sighed softly and then the seven-year-old turned to face his mom. His brown eyes, however, did not meet his mom’s hazel gaze. “They say that you aren’t old enough to have me, that Dad left because we weren’t good enough for him, that we are trash. So I hit them.”

She dropped down before him, now holding on to each of his arms. “Javy…”

He looked up at her, with his black eye, split lip, dried bloody noise, and smiled. “Personally, I think that they’re just jealous.” His voice nearly broke as he spoke and he collapsed into her arms. Tears were flowing freely down his face. “Jealous that they don’t have a mom like mine.”

They were both crying now, and she was hugging him back. Both knew that he was hurting inside, though he pretended like everything was fine.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Thu Apr 22, 2010 9:25 pm

Day 22

Fife pressed herself lower to the ground. Her entire body was trembling, even as she tried to be still, to not breathe. Had he seen her? Would he look? She squeezed her eyes tightly shut, wishing and willing for everything to turn out all right.

“Hello?”

No. She squeezed her eyes even tighter shut.

“I know that you’re there.” Footsteps, and then the rustling of the bushes as he entered her hiding place. “Come on. I’m not going to hurt you.”

He was growing closer to her, and her trembling was growing worse, instead of better. He was going to find her. He was a boy—she could tell from his voice—but being found still absolutely frightened her, to her very core. She couldn’t trust anyone, not after what had happened to her.

He stopped, and she could see his bare feet. He was right there—right there!

“I’m like you.” As she watched his bare legs, they turned green and he seemed to disappear into thin air. She started, her sudden movement making noise. He had animal splicing too?

Then he was there, crouched down low and staring right into her eyes. He smiled at her, studying her trembling form. “Hi.”

She opened her mouth to respond back, to say anything, but no sound came out.

“You’re supposed to say ‘hi’ back.” He leaned back on his heels, still smiling and watching her.

She stared at him a moment longer and then slowly smiled back. “Hi.”

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Fri Apr 23, 2010 2:21 pm

Day 23

She stuffed the sweatshirt into her backpack and then zipped it up, her movements hurried, almost frantic. She glanced over at her bedroom door, but there was nobody there. She let out a sigh of relief, but she knew that it wouldn’t be long. She had to get out of here, and she had to get out of here now.

She slung the backpack up onto her trembling frame and turned back towards the door. Her younger brother stood there, watching her curiously and sucking his thumb. There wasn’t a single bruise on him. He was the perfect child, while she could do nothing right. She didn’t blame it on him, though. One day, he too could be in the situation she was in now. No, she could not hate him.

The ten-year-old patted her step-brother’s head as she walked past and then headed for the exit to this awful prison, to this house. She didn’t know where she would go, but anywhere was better than here.

She turned the doorknob, but then found a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see a woman—a woman that should have taken over in the role of mother when her own mom had died. There was anger in the woman’s blue eyes, and her grip on the child’s shoulder was strong.

The woman struck the child. “What do you think you’re doing?” she yelled. “You are not walking out that door. You have chores to do! I suggest you get to them.”

She flinched at the woman’s tone, and her eyes filled with tears as she stared at the ground. Her cheek stung, reminding her of why she couldn’t stay here.

The woman slapped her again, when she didn’t move, didn’t respond, knocking the child back into the door. Seeing her only chance, the sobbing child flung the door open and, yanking herself free of her step-mother, she ran for it.

The woman yelled at her to come back, that she’d regret this, but still the child continued to run.

There was nothing else to do, but run away and never come back.

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PostSubject: Re: 30 Days of Child Abuse Prevention   Sun Apr 25, 2010 11:57 am

Day 24

She was choking. The liquid raced down her throat like fire, burning all it came into contact with. She spluttered, trying to push away the bottle of cleaner, but he was much too strong for her fragile and hurt body. The liquid just kept pouring down her throat, just kept burning her up inside. The pain was just too much, consuming her. She couldn’t…

The empty container hit the bedroom floor and she looked up with blurry eyes to see the bad man was staggering away from her. His hand reached out and grasped onto the pistol he had left on her dresser. He picked the item up, and the young teen squeezed her eyes shut, glad that this fire would finally be put out.

A gunshot rang out, followed by an eerie silence. The burning pain was still there, along with the tears, and the fear. Had he missed?

She opened her eyes, to see that he hadn’t. A sob escaped from her lips and she tried to back away, to leave the room, but the rope tying her to the bedpost stopped her, and her frail body didn’t have the strength to free herself.

She collapsed onto the ground, her body jerking in spasms as the fire spread. She felt so sick, so awful. She heaved, again and again, but still the pain was there. The pain… She sobbed softly and bit down into her lip, but she couldn’t even taste the blood through the fire in her mouth.

She wanted, needed this all to end, but the gun was too far. She reached up, grabbed onto her neck with her shaking hands, but she couldn’t find the strength, the willpower.

The tears flowed faster, as the shaking of her body grew worse and her sight faded away. It was all over. The bad man had won, even in death. Death… Yes, she shared that same fate.

Her blue eyes closed and the trembling of her body slowed, until there was just a slight twitch here and there, then nothing.

The fire no longer burned.


Note: I cried writing this. Poor, poor Tahira...

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