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Opinion by _PRETTYQUEEN1E posted over a year ago
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I have always gathered information inside my head trying to figure out, "what makes parents hurt their children so badly?" Well I know! I finally got the story out! I got the help from the stories that my friend [BLOCKED] always told me about her experience of going home getting hit for no reason!
Growing up, I always have been a messup. I always tried so hard to do my best at what my mom asked but I tried so hard, something went wrong and my mom would get mad at me.
The more you explain, and talk… the more angrier your parent gets.
I would always make mistakes, I get nervous a lot around my mom because shes so pudgy, I just make mistakes. The more I explain, the angrier she is. When I wont shut up- POW! She either smacks me or hits me.
my mom always told me, "tell me whatever is on your mind, even if its mean. You can even say 'mom, your a _______"
And when I do that, she gets mad!
Its the mistakes, the memories, experiance, and every catastrophe that our gaurdians have faced in their young ages. That's what make abuse travel around the world!
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Article by mjpeterpan7 posted over a year ago
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On Friday December 16, 2011, Ayla Reynolds, a beautiful blond haired, blued eyed toddler disappeared from her father’s home at 29 Violette Avenue, Waterville, Maine. According to police, Ayla’s father, Justin DiPietro, 24, put Ayla to bed Friday night and awoke Saturday to find her missing. Police have said several other adults were in the home, including one non-relative. Ayla was living with her father while the girl’s mother, Trista Reynolds, 23, was in rehab for substance abuse. Trista Reynolds’ family said that the 20-month-old had been taken from their custody by the Department of Health and Human Services and placed with her father. Trista’s other child, a 8-month-old boy, remained in the Reynolds’ family custody. Reynolds said Ayla, who broke her arm at her father’s house two weeks ago, had begun showing mysterious bruising on her leg. However, Waterville police chief Joseph Massey has said the girl broke her arm during an accidental fall.

Monday, police towed two vehicles in front of DiPietro’s house. Massey, would not say why the police seized the vehicles, or what authorities might be looking for in those vehicles. Seized were...
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Opinion by mjpeterpan7 posted over a year ago
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Child abuse is physical -- shaking, hitting, beating, burning, or biting a child.
Child abuse is emotional -- constantly blaming or putting down a child; excessive yelling, shaming.
Child abuse is sexual -- incest, any forced sexual activity, exposure to sexual stimulation not appropriate for the child's age.
Child abuse is neglect -- a pattern of failure to provide for the child's physical needs, such as food, clothing, shelter, and medical care; a pattern of failure to provide for the child's emotional needs, such as affection, attention, and supervision
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Article by hetaliaitaly posted over a year ago
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Devlin Stayed with me all day it was now 12:00 am mum and dad normaly got home at around 1:00 am Although they didn't care, which made me wonder what makes a person do such horrible things to other people what makes someone care so little to not care?, school was no rainbow either it was like being stuck in a nightmare like living a Horror Movie it was now Monday normally i would have to get ready and go by myself but today i had Devlin with me which was lucky because it was hard to make it to school without being attacked by bullies. About 3 hours later at 3:00 am Mum walked through the door her eyes not once looking to me or Devlin SLAM was all we heard as mum and dads bedroom door closed, i had only one guess as to how this had happened dad had a hangover and was now at a mates house but where was Lucy this was strange she was normally with mum when stuff like this happened.

Devlin Sent one glance to me as if saying whats happening, Just then we heard a car door shut normally i wouldn't be so worried but today i had a bad feeling and it was WAY more horrible then the feelings i always got, the front door creeped open Horror,Disgust,Death and tears formed on my face...
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Article by hetaliaitaly posted over a year ago
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Devlin Stayed with me all day it was now 12:00 am mum and dad normaly got home at around 1:00 am Although they didn't care, which made me wonder what makes a person do such horrible things to other people what makes someone care so little to not care?, school was no rainbow either it was like being stuck in a nightmare like living a Horror Movie it was now Monday normally i would have to get ready and go by myself but today i had Devlin with me which was lucky because it was hard to make it to school without being attacked by bullies. About 3 hours later at 3:00 am Mum walked through the door her eyes not once looking to me or Devlin SLAM was all we heard as mum and dads bedroom door closed, i had only one guess as to how this had happened dad had a hangover and was now at a mates house but where was Lucy this was strange she was normally with mum when stuff like this happened.

Devlin Sent one glance to me as if saying whats happening, Just then we heard a car door shut normally i wouldn't be so worried but today i had a bad feeling and it was WAY more horrible then the feelings i always got, the front door creeped open Horror,Disgust,Death and tears formed on my face...
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Article by hetaliaitaly posted over a year ago
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"LET GO OF ME STOP DONT!!" I screamed as my dad kept punching me in the ribs "STOP PLEASE" my dad stopped and looked into my eyes with that evil look he always had cold tears ran down my cheeks as he still sat on me my hands tied to front of the bed and an evil smirk across his lips as he Crashed them into mine force kissing me. My heart was screaming for him to stop i tried to yell but his lips stopped the noise from leaving my mouth just then my six year old sister Lucy walked in my dad took his lips from mine as he turned his head to face her, her cheeks were pale white from being sick she was alway sick.....from my dad smoking, he got off of me and walked over to her my heart was crashing as i imagined all the cruel things he was about to do.

"Lucy get out and go find mummy go find mummy Lucy" He said in an angry forcful voice as she looked up at him, i stared her in the eyes she looked at me and said "w-why are you h-hurting Zack?" my heart sank i new what was gonna happen SLAP! his hand was on her cheek she ran out of the room screaming and crying i closed my eyes in fear CREEK was all i heard i knew my dad had just closed the door i then heard CLICK as it got...
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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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This is the Stop Child Abuse spot and whaat this man is doing is child abuse in a horrible way. Well, There is the Man (if you can even call him that) named Joseph Kony. For 20 Years now he has been abducting children, forcing them to become sex slaves, kill their own parents, become child soldiers, and mutilate people's faces. And they are no older then teenagers. Some even as young as 6 and 7 years of age. Now this is not Happening in the United States but it is happening in Africa. Now some people in other countries might be like why does this concern us but it really does. Joseph Kony is moving his "army" from place to place. Now if you have a younger brother or sister or just anyone younger then you imagine this happening to them. These children do not end up being freed...they end up dead in a grave. And if they dont't obey the same thing happens to them. But we can change that...this year in 2012. On April 20, 2012 after the sun goes down and everyone is in their houses..we are going to cover our cities with "Kony 2012". We are going to make him famous. Why? Becuase famous people have no privacy. They can't go anywhere without being recognized. And that' s what we want to...
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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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I just want to wish everyone A Happy and Safe Holiday even though this is od late. Stay safe and Happy New Year. But please pray for the safety of all children who are abused. Pray for their suffering to end. And thank you for all the support that goes to this spot. One person can change someones life for the better. Just pick up the phone and call if you suspect anyone is being abused young or old. Please continue supporting it and supporting the end of child abuse. Thanks once more and Have A Happy Holiday :)
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Opinion by Hermione7 posted over a year ago
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I used to think that life wasn't that good for me,loving in an apartement in the heart of New York but that was before I met my Best Friend Thea. She would always come to the classroom(1st-7th grade) with Bruises on her a purple and black face was her trademark around school,people made fun of her I was one of the few who didn't. I asked one day in 7th grade if I could go over to her house once she gave me a sad no with If I'm late again Dad will surly give me a long beating and she ran forgetting my question or pretending to at least.
Not listening to her request for me not to come I went to her house to tell off her crappy excuse for a Dad,but what I saw changed my life forever. There was Thea getting slapped by the monster she called her father,when he was done he threw her at the wall and said that if she wasn't a good girl she will get another one. I was disgusted by him I went In thank god I had my phone with me I called an ambulance and the police,they came in ten minutes when they found me and Thea I was trying to wake her up the doctors let me go in the ambulance with Thea. my Sister went to check on me at the hospital I told her veything my younger sister went with...
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Opinion by mehere posted over a year ago
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this is not my story but it is my boyfriends joshbr.

when josh was two his dad cheated on his mom,and finally left. josh's mom is a huge crackhead,and would always be high.in 1996 josh had a little brother named tyler and then in 1999 he had another little brother named zack. and then in 2003 he had his little sister named alexus. his mom did not care about her kids. josh one night heard his little sister crying,he was home without his mom. he got out oh bed and for only being ten he got alexus out of her crib and changeged her. and then he relized she probly wants on a new outfit cuz she was wearing the same outfit for a week. josh also had his mom bringing home guys ever since he could rember. he had to see stuff that he should of not seen.




there is alot more to this story

the best person to talk to is joshbr
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Article by SNAPES-LADY posted over a year ago
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WARNING this is very dark.....................Once there was a dog who thought it was a little girl..............................................>her daddy gave her 3 names,bitch,dog,and whore.he told her to crawl on her hands and knees like the dog she is.one day he took her to his mothers house,the girls grandmaw,her father left her there.when the girl went to sit on the sofa her grandmaw screamed and said not there!furniture is only for humans!not filthy little beasts like you!she grabbed the girl by the arm and draged her and threw her in the kitchen,and she slid across the floor till she hit a table leg.then grandmaw asked her are you thirsty? and the girl said yes,may i have a drink please? grandmaw went to the cuberd and got out a small bowl and filled it with water and sat it on the floor in front of the girl,when the girl reached for it her grandmaw slapped her hands away,and told her not like that!lap it up like the dog you are! so the girl lapped up the water like a dog.then grandmaw pulled out of a drawer a black leather dog collar and a chain leash,then she buckeled the collar around the girls throat and tied the leash to a table leg,and told her to stay on the...
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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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Hey everyone. I thought of this when I was dwelling in the past. Tell me what you think

Day after day I live in this living hell.
Keeping quiet of what happens behind closed doors.
Behind closed doors I am my Parents stress reliever.
Behind closed doors I am their punching bag.
Behind closed doors the pain never fades.
Behind closed doors the screams never silence.
Because behind closed doors nothing is ever the same.

It was hard to write because I was thinking about the past but I did it anyway. Please stop child abuse because Behind closed doors you never know what is happening
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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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This is another poem I found but this one is anonymous

Looking back on a time and place

Seeing a child's innocent face

Knowing that things aren't as they appear

For inside she cries silent tears

Deep inside she is filled with pain

She feels dirty and full of shame

Innocence lost at a very young age

Locked this child in a pain filled cage

There is no freedom or escape

From the fact this child was raped

While the guilty man is roaming free

This child is sentenced to eternity

Eternity locked away with all this shame

She can't help but feel that she was to blame

Even though common sense says it was not her fault

She can't seem to help from having these thoughts

What ifs' keep running through her mind

She keeps going back to those moments in time
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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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Hey everyone. This poem was written by Pamela Prentiss-Harrison


The night falls gentle upon the earth

but hard within the heart of a terror-filled child.

There is no peace this night

but a sentry-like awareness of

every noise, every movement

within the house.



A silent prayer is taken upon the wings

of the mourning dove

who waters the ground below with its tears

watching puddles form where each drop lands

forming a new ocean of sorrow.

There is no peace this night.



The tender child draws itself

into a tiny ball as if to disappear

... footsteps are heard in the hall

"please no" is whispered, "please go" is prayed

as the doorknob quietly turns.

There is no peace this night.
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Opinion by africagirl posted over a year ago
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Children deserve love, home, loving people which care for them, security, education, life, chance, respect, hope, future, health, support, safety, justice, independence and much more things.

They just want the simplest and most basic things in life, but instead they get this:
hatred, violence, indifference, death, pain, homelessness, starvation, loneliness, rape, childLabor, disease, sorrow, escape, compulsion, injustice, misery, exploitation, trafficking and much more things.

We should really protect them from evil, because they are our future, our descendants, our flesh and blood. But we are the ones who do them all that and expose them to all.
For us, it's easy to do such things with them and treating them, because they are smaller and weaker than us. They can’t defend themselves and must surrender to their fate.
We should use the animals as our model, because they care for their children, they love them, give them a life.

Children have rights - and we should be aware of this so they can live a normal reasonable life.
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Opinion by mjpeterpan posted over a year ago
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Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for the world that I come from
'Cause I've been looking around
In the lost and found of my heart...
No one understands me
They view it as such strange eccentricities...
'Cause I keep kidding around
Like a child, but pardon me...

People say I'm not okay
'Cause I love such elementary things...
It's been my fate to compensate,
for the ChildhoodI've never known...

Have you seen my Childhood?
I'm searching for that wonder in my youth
Like pirates and adventurous dreams,
Of conquest and kings on the throne...

Before you judge me, try hard to love me,
Look within your heart then ask,
Have you seen my Childhood?
People say I'm strange that way
'Cause I love such elementary things,
It's been my fate to compensate,
For the Childhood I've never known...

Have you seen my Childhood?
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Opinion by mjpeterpan posted over a year ago
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"Little Susie"

Somebody killed little Susie
The girl with the tune
Who sings in the daytime at noon
She was there screaming
Beating her voice in her doom
But nobody came to her soon...

A fall down the stairs
Her dress torn
Oh the blood in her hair...
A mystery so sullen in air
She lie there so tenderly
Fashioned so slenderly
Lift her with care,
Oh the blood in her hair...

Everyone came to see
The girl that now is dead
So blind stare the eyes in her head...
And suddenly a voice from the crowd said
This girl lived in vain
Her face bear such agony, such strain...

But only the man from next door
Knew Little Susie and how he cried
As he reached down
To close Susie's eyes...
She lie there so tenderly
Fashioned so slenderly
Lift her with care
Oh the blood in her hair...

It was all for God's sake
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Opinion by mjpeterpan posted over a year ago
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When I was eleven years old, my mum’s new boyfriend moved in with us. I thought it would be good for mum cos she had a drinking problem and was depressed, and I thought it would make her feel better having him there. At first he was ok and bought me presents, but then mostly he ignored me. Then after a few months he started doing things that made me nervous, like when I was at home alone with him he’d walk around naked. Then he asked me to touch him – I tried to avoid him all the time, but sometimes I couldn’t and I was scared to tell him to stop.
I didn’t know how to tell mum what was happening cos I didn’t even know what to say. One day when I was 13, we were fighting because I said I hated him (mum’s boyfriend) and she got angry with me. Then I told her how she doesn’t know what he does when she’s not around, I said ‘he tries to touch me’. At first she said I was making it up and exaggerating. Then she said I shouldn’t wear skimpy clothes around the house. It upset me deeply because it seemed like she didn’t really care about me and she didn’t blame him for what he did, it was like she thought it was my fault. I started staying over at...
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Opinion by Me_Iz_Here posted over a year ago
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This is a short story I wrote about a twelve-year-old girl named Katie. It is not real, but still sad.

Katie’s Time

I sit in school, looking at the clock. I begin to believe I am the only one dreading summer vacation, believing that I am the only one wishing I could stay in school all day, all summer, forever. All the kids are making the most of the last few minutes of class. They’re signing yearbooks, getting phone numbers. I sit. I wait for the worst.

The bell rings. I stand, trying not to cry. I had never had to go through a summer like this before, because my mom died last year, at the end of the summer. And my dad had blamed me. He was right, it was my fault. I caused the accident that had killed her.

We were out school shopping. I was so excited, my first year of middle school. When we were driving back from the store, we had been talking about what I expected, about the new school. I was so excited, I accidentally dropped my soda. I got worried, my dad didn’t let us eat or drink in the car, and my mom said it was one exception, as long as dad didn’t find out. He wouldn’t hit me or anything,...
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Article by spunkyonyx posted over a year ago
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When i was back in public schools i was abused Pysically and mentally and emotionally and verbally!!! i am emotionally scared i dont trust no one but my boyfriend i dont even trust my mom, step mom, dad, or aunts! on the way home from school i use to ride the bus and i was kicked and punched and hit and slaped and verbally assaulted every day i would come home crying! and i kept silent for a long time for 5-8 years old! i remember it didnt start out as abuse... i was 5 when it started i had started school 3-4 months before it started i dont remember much of it form then to 3 grade! I remember coming home with a black eye and a bloody nose and telling my mom and dad that i tripped while running i know that i shouldnt have lied to them but i didnt know how to tell them that other kids hurt me and the teachers too, i remember that one of my teachers one other the nicer ones i loved her she was so nice i think of her as a aunt and once some kids were giving me a full body beat down i mean i had like 5 kids kicking and punching me and i never defended myself a she come out and made them all stop and i remember just repeatedly say "thank u thank u thank u" and still greatful to her for...
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Opinion by Cherry9090 posted over a year ago
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Hi my name is Brittany I am a vitcim of child abuse and I have been for many years.I am posting my story to help stop the silence of this terrifing realitiy.



For as long as I can remember i have been hated by my father and brother.I am the worse tpye of child there is.I have commited the worse crime a child can commit.I killed my mom,she died on the birthing table with me,It is my fault she is gone and my alone.Thats why I am a demon child,my father has called me so many times.

My father has never hesited to raise is fist at me,to make me bleed or to see me cry.My fear was something hew enjoyed seeing.Now I will say this he was hooked on heaevy drugs that and his haterd for me made him do things even the most worse parent wouldnt do.

My brother was more emotionally abusive then physical he would call me names and scare me alot,like after one of dads rages my brother would find me crying and would say its all my fault becuase of mom that I do not deserve to live.That would make me cry and wish to god that he would have taken me instead.
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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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My mask is slowly crumbling. It is getting harder and harder each day to pretend everything is ok. I know I have to wear a mask made of stone, but every stone cracks once in a while and mine is just beginning. And when my mask finally comes off, the truth will finally be here. But until that day, Until the day my mask falls off my face I will stay standing In the hallway of pain, right in between the doors of Love and Hate, waiting to see which door will open first. Not screaming. Not breathing. Just waiting. Waiting for the day that someone saves me. Saves me from another day of beating. Waiting for my mask to fall of my face. Waiting....
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Opinion by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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Hey everyone! I just needed ya to know what is the big controversey in Utah is right now (and yes it does have to do with child abuse). Ok So Lonnie Johnson has more than 21 felonies of child sexual abuse against him, but guess what. THEY ARE LETTING HIM FREE!!!! 21 felonies!!! And they are letting this rapist go!!! this is something I am highly against!!! How are you going to allow someone who's raped over 21 girls ranging from the ages of 8-10!!!! This is something I find very very wrong!!!! I have a link that will be below to an article about this whole thing going on. Have a nice day.

Byez,
Emmie

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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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Hey everyone. I found some statistics on child abuse. It's sad. Very Sad

•A report of child abuse is made every ten seconds.

•Almost five children die everyday as a result of child abuse. More than three out of four are under the age of 4.

•It is estimated that between 60-85% of child fatalities due to maltreatment are not recorded as such on death certificates.

•90% of child sexual abuse victims know the perpetrator in some way; 68% are abused by family members.

•Child abuse occurs at every socioeconomic level, across ethnic and cultural lines, within all religions and at all levels of education.

•31% percent of women in prison in the United States were abused as children.

•Over 60% of people in drug rehabilitation centers report being abused or neglected as a child.

•About 30% of abused and neglected children will later abuse their own children, continuing the horrible cycle of abuse.
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Article by neko-sakura123 posted over a year ago
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Rape


Can anyone hear me out there
why didn't my mommy care
innocent taken at such a young age
by my daddy's drucken rage

can anyone hear my cry
why won't they just let me die
please daddy i'm only four
please daddy don't touch me any more

can't anyone see my painful tears
why didn't mommy save me from my fears
"MOMMY HELP ME!!!" I cry out
but mommy ignores my painful shout

Can anyone hear me out there
why did big brother stop and just stare
why do they hate me so much
innocent taken by my daddy's touch

being touched is what i fear
being touched year after year
no body saw my tears in the rain
please help me, i'm going insane

all i want is to be free
but can't because of the beatings they never see
daddy gets up and puts a knife under my chin
i know i will burn in hell for my daddys sin
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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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Hey everyone. Sorry I wasn't on. Rachael's death date passed and I have been a mess. So I'm back and with more stuff in mind. Expect to see some more pics,articles,and videos here. Now on to what I have written

Why Can't anyone here me?
Why can't anyone see me?
Is it because you can't face the truth that is in front of you?
Is it because you think I deserve it?
Don't you see the bruises that mark my body?
Don't you see the pain that is in my eyes?
Don't you hear my cries of pain every night?
Don't you hear her evil laughter as he hurts me?
Don't you understand that this is real?
Don't you understand that this is Happening to me?
When you saw me walk out the door, blood dried on my face and hair, what did you think happened?
Don't you wish you would of helped me?
Don't you wish you could have saved me from this hell?
Well I sure did and i still do now. I walk past you every single day, tear running down my face and you do nothing.
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Opinion by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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What child abuse means to me..

Stop child abuse once and for all!!!



Cursing at the innocent child
Hating them for no apparent reason
Ignoring their cries for help
Leaving them without love
Destroying their childhood

Answering them with a smack
Building up fear and pain in their eyes
Using them as you own personal toy
Sacrificing them to a life of pain
Ensuring that their lives will never be normal again.
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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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Something that came to me in a dream.

Dear Daddy,
Do you remeber when we were a happy? Do you remeber when mommy was alive and you used to take me to the park all the time? Do you remeber before you started hitting me that you told me you would never hurt me? Do you remeber the night before you hurt me you said that you loved me? Do you remeber what I said to you? Do you remeber when I said that I knew you would never hurt me? Daddy do you remeber when I asked what you were doing when you came in to my bedroom with a beer in your hand? Do you remeber when you smacked me? Do you remeber when you took advantage of me? Do you remeber my screams of pain when you hurt me in the worst possible way? Do you remeber when you asked me if I liked what you were doing to me? Do you remeber what it felt like to wrap your hands around my small form as you hugged me for the last time? Do you remeber what it felt like to feel my last breath and know I am taking it because of you? Do you remeber holding my lifeless body in your arms? Do you remeber all that daddy? Cause I sure do. I remeber everything you did. I'm in heaven now, sitting on God's lap with all the other...
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Article by madisonsavanna posted over a year ago
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My little girl met a new friend just the other day
On the playground at school
Between the tires and the swings
But she came home with tear filled eyes
And she said to me,
"Daddy, Alyssa lies"

Well, I just brushed it off at first
'Cause I didn't know how much
My little girl had been hurt
Or the things she had seen
I wasn't ready when I said,
"You can tell me."
And she said;

"Alyssa lies
To the classroom
Alyssa lies
Every day at school
Alyssa lies
To the teachers
As she tries
To cover every bruise."

My little girl laid her head down
That night to go to sleep
As I stepped out the room
I heard her say a prayer so soft and sweet
"God bless my mom and my dad
'Cause my new friend, Alyssa
I know she needs you bad."

"Because Alyssa lies
To the classroom
Alyssa lies
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Opinion by Hot_n_cold posted over a year ago
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This is A TRUE STORY AND IF YOU DON'T PASS THIS ON YOU DON'T HAVE A SOUL!!!

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 can't do a wrong,
I can't speak at all,
Or else I'm locked up,
All day long.

When I'm awake,
I'm all alone,
The house is dark,
My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come home,
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll just get,
One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car,
My daddy is back,
From Charlie's bar

I hear him curse,
My name is called,
I press myself,
Against the wall.

I try to hide,
From his evil eyes,
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Article by Emmett4ever posted over a year ago
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Hey I worte this while I was remebering the last day I ever saw Rachel. It's kinda like what happened. Saddest Day of my life. John is not his real name. It is just so i have something to call him.
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Slap! Slap! Slap! The sound of skin hitting skin is heard over and over again.
"You will pay for making your mother leave" The words of her father echo in the house.
"Please!" She shouts out "I did nothing!"
He only laughs watching her scream in pain.
Knock. Knock. The sound causes her father to get off her.
"Stay quiet" He orders her. She can only nod as her father goes to answer the door.
"What do you want?!" Her Father's rough voice is heard.
"I-I-I came to give her homework" I said my voice trembling in fear.
"Put it on the table" His voice orders me, his eyes raking up and down my body. I shudder under his gaze and walk to the table. I turn to leave when I see John locking the door.
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A child found under his bed wet with blood he was bulged to death
A little girl found in an attic with burses on her face beaten to death because of her race.
A child found in a ally bleeding in pain because he stepped in front of a bad pep rally.
A child found shot to death because his dad lost the bet
As one more life is gone there murders still live on

A child cold out in the night to afraid to go home because of the fights
Blood, burses, whipping, and more should never be a child’s future for them to uphold
Where do they go when there life is gone as the murders still live on?

Stop a child cries and the fist comes down first
And there was no more
No tears in their eyes, no more telling lies
For their life was gone as there murders still live on

Why all the madness why all the pain where did this parent learn to behave
Child too scared to run for their life
As their mom is drunk and is stabbing at them with a knife
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The black belt whipped against my bare skin
Not screaming in pain
Not daring to shed a tear
The screaming
Rings in my ear
While I shake with fear
Wondering what did I do so wrong
To deserve this
I feel like I am worthless
Every time I speak
It’s all wrong
The curses stings in my heart
Where it is slowly turning into a rock
So I won’t feel any pain
But I must ask
What did I do wrong?
I promise I’ll listen
I promise not to judge you
I promise
Please I want to make things right
Only if you let me
But if you don’t
I’ll walk the earth forever and ever
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My Name Is Sasha
My Sister Is Leigh
I am six
And she is three

Our dads always mad
He screams and he yells
I don’t think he likes us
It's easy to tell

Mums only kind
When dad's not around
And when he is home
She hardly makes a sound

Mums always out,
Never home
Dads always drunk,
And always alone

As soon as we hear
Those jingly keys
We run and hide
We run and plea

We find a place
And curl up tight
I hold her hand
And she holds mine

And soon enough
Dad then walks in
Don’t make a sound, don’t say a word
I pray inside, deep within

But Leigh, she cannot help herself
For the pain is just too much
"O-God" she yells
"Why are you so mean?"

He doesn't like what she has said
And beats her even more
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Article by fencingrocks posted over a year ago
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If I die young, bury me in satin,
Lay me down on a bed of roses,
Sink me in the river at dawn,
Send me away with the words of a love song

Lord make me a rainbow, I’ll shine down on my mother,
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors,
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be,
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby

The sharp knife of a short life,
I've had just enough time

If I die young, bury me in satin,
Lay me down on a bed of roses,
Sink me in the river at dawn,
Send me away with the words of a love song

The sharp knife of a short life,
I've had just enough time

And I’ll be wearing white when I come into your kingdom,
I’m as green as the ring on my little cold finger,
I’ve never known the lovin' of a man,
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand,
There’s a boy here in town says he’ll love me forever,
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Hi everyone I feel since you joined this group (I'm not calling it a fan club) I think y'all should know what caused me to make this. Ok it started when I met my best friend Rachael Rebecca Starr. She was always a good friend to me and I knew I couldn't hide anything from her she was way to observant. But so am I. I started noticing bruises on her arms. She was clumsy so I thought nothin of it. The days were getting hotter so we started wearing shorts sleeves and stuff like that. The bruises they weren't covered much and I knew it wasn't her clumsiness. I looked at my shoulders and saw the bruises that I had. Shaped in the form of hands. My fathers hands. I confronted her tellin her I knew someone was hurting her. At first she denied it but she finally gave in and told me. She trusted me with her secret so I told her mine and surprisingly I've been dealing with the same thing longer than she did. She didn't come to school one day and I brought her homework I'm not reliving that day but it ended badly for Rachael. I won't be able to see her smile anymore. I won't be able to say happy birthday to her now. It all happened because of her father.
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the only thing you ever gave me were black and blue eyes
and it always ended in me letting out cries

you would come home angry and scream in my face
and waste no time showing me i was a disgrace
and always threatened me said not to tell
but everyone knew i was going through hell

why should i have to pay for your crime
why should i have to take the time
to cover up the scars ane emotions you left for me
when the teachers and doctors knew i was leaning out with my plea for safety

i will never for get how you came home at night
and the only emotion i felt was pure fright


now that your gone for good
i can say that i never quite understood
what i did wrong for you to do that to me
but now your gone and i am free

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Hey guys I wrote this one hope y'all find it well written
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What happened to being "Daddy's Little Girl"

I used to feel loved by you but now I feel like a peice of trash

I always got straight A's

Never failed once

But you don't care anymore

You only care about getting drunk

I used to feel love for you but now it's hidden while the feeling of pain and fear are being shown

Beating after beating I put up with you

Hoping the pain would go away

And that you would see what you are doing to me

But that didn't happen

You laughed as you plunged that knife into my heart

Now as I lay here dieing

Breathing my last breath

Even though you put me in so much pain

I loved you daddy and I still do
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This is another one i found
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My name is Sarah,

I am but 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 can't speak at all

I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long

When I awake

I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just

One whipping tonight

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back
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I found another poem I will continue to put poems of child abuse here.
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For every child who cries at night

Alone with shame and fright

For every child who wants so much

To only feel a gentle touch

For the beaten cild, who cries in pain

Whose tears run silent, like the rain

For the child used to satisfy lust

Who never learns to love or trust

For the child taken from her/his home

And made to feel so all alone

For the child whose home is just a shell

Where life becomes a living hell

For the child who smiles but cannot feel

Because of scars too deep to heal

For every child who yearns for love

I hope and pray to God above

To hear your cries and heal your pain

And give you back your life again
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This is a poem i found i thought it shows how children feel:

Teddy, I've been bad again
My mommy told me so;
I'm not quite sure what I did wrong
But I thought you might know.

When I woke this morning
I knew that she was mad
Cause she was crying awful hard,
And yelling at my dad.

I tried my best to be real good
And do just what she said
I cleaned my room all by myself,
I even made my bed.

But I spilled milk on my good shirt,
When she yelled at me to hurry
And I guess she didn't hear me,
When I told her I was sorry

Cause she hit me awful hard, you see,
And called me funny names;
And told me I was really bad
And I should be ashamed.

When I said "I love you Mommy",
I guess she didn't understand;
Cause she yelled at me to shut my mouth,
Or I'd get smacked again

So, I came up here to talk to you
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