I am warning you,
this is very, very, VERY sad!
You may need a tissue...
She was only five,
This is what happened
When she was alive...
Her dad was a drunk,
Her mom was an addict,
Her parents kept her,
Locked in an attic.
Her only friend
was a little toy bear,
It was old and worn out,
And had patches of hair.
She always talked to it,
When no one was around.
She lays there and hugs it,
Not a peep of sound.
Until her parents
Unlock the door,
She'll have to endore
A bruise on her leg,
A scar on her face,
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear,
And softly cries.
She loves her parents,
But they want her to die.
She sits in the corner,
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking?"
Such a bad life,
For a sad little kid.
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did.
Then one night,
Her mom came home high,
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by.
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade,
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made.
She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless pest!"
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying,
She grabbed her bear,
And again started crying.
Police showed up
At the small little house.
Then quickly barged in,
Everything quiet as a mouse.
One officer slowly
Opened a door,
To find the little girl
Lying on the floor.
It must have been bad,
To go through so much harm,
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms.
A child dies every day from child abuse.
And if you have an ounce of pity in you for little Auroura
and you hate child abuse with a passion,
you will repost this
and help out those abused children
and let them know that
someone cared for them.
It doesn't take that long, only about 10 seconds,
so please just do it.
