Amanda Angelica Scott

my name is Chris > > > >I am three, > > > >My eyes are swollen > > > >I cannot see, > > > >I must be stupid > > > >I must be bad, > > > >What else could have made > > > >My daddy so mad? > > > >I wish I were better > > > >I wish I weren't ugly, > > > >Then maybe my mommy > > > >Would still want to hug me. > > > >I cant do a wrong > > > >I cant speak at all > > > >Or else im locked up > > > >All day long. > > > >When im awake im all alone > > > >The house is dark > > > >My folks arent home > > > >When my mommy does come home > > > >I'll try and be nice, > > > >So maybe ill just get > > > >One whipping tonight. > > > >I just heard a car > > > >My daddy is back > > > >From Chariles bar. > > > >I hear him curse > > > >My name is called > > > >I press myself > > > >Against the wall > > > >I try to hide > > > >From his evil eyes > > > >Im so afraid now > > > >I'm starting to cry > > > >He finds me weeping > > > >Calls me ugly words, > > > >He says its my fault > > > >He suffers at work. > > > >He slaps and hits me > > > >And yells at me more, > > > >I finally get free > > > >And run to the door > > > >Hes already locked it > > > >And i start to bawl, > > > >He takes me and throws me > > > >Against the hard wall > > > >I fall to the floor > > > >With my bones nearly broken, > > > >And my daddy continues > > > >With more bad words spoken, > > > >"Im sorry!", I scream > > > >But its now much to late > > > >His face has been twisted > > > >Into a unimaginable shape > > > >The hurt and the pain > > > >Again and again > > > >O please God, have mercy! > > > >O please let it end! > > > >And he finally stops > > > >And heads for the door > > > >While i lay there motionless > > > >Sprawled on the floor > > > >My name is Chris > > > >I am three, > > > >Tonight my daddy > > > >Murdered me > > > >And you can help > > > >Sickens me to the soul, > > > >And if you read this > > > >and dont pass it on > > > >I pray for your forgivness > > > > > >Because you would have to be > > > >One heartless person > > > >To not be effected > > > >By this Poem > > > >And because u r effected, > > > >Do something about it! > > > >So all i ask you to do > > > >Is pass this on! > > > >IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE! > > > >PLEASE COPY AND PASTE THIS AND PASS IT ON !! REPOST THIS AS no kid should have to go through this

Well I am very new to Mypraize. I used to have a MySpace but I quit it. I didn't like it at all. So I hope I like it here. But, I'm sure I will because everyone here is really really nice. You can add me to your buddy list if you want. I wouldn't mind at all. So I'm glad to be here.

There is a very good reason for my title. I just had a new baby cousin born two days ago! I'm so happy. I adore him so much. I stay up with him when he cries, feed him his bottle, hold him. I love him with all my heart, and he was welcomed into the world by his family who loves him. But of course I'm nervous for my sister. Shes supposed to be having a baby herself any day now. So I pray for all of them of course.