As I get off the bus I stare at my house,
afraid to go in, knowing whats inside,
as slowly open the door,
I see him standing there,
he smiles at me but I try to act,
as if I didnt see,
but then he gets mad, 
he starts to yell,
he says that Ive been bad,
and to go to hell,
the same thing happens everyday,
he tells me to undress,
but I say no so he gets the belt,
WHACK!!! Right across my side,
I start to cry so he kicks me to the floor,
he unzips my dress and slips it off,
he tells me to get on the bed,
shivering cold he lays me down,
I say I dont want to so he slaps my face,
with my cheek stinging so bad he yells,
to stop crying.
I try to stop but just Im too scared,
so he grabs me and tells me to undo his pants,
I look at him with his bloodshot eyes,
then quickly look away,
he says to take them off,
and tells me to suck it,
but again I say no,
so he slams my face into the wall, 
and orders me to do so anyways,
I start to gag, 
so he shoves my face down, 
and makes me take a whole mouth full.
With creamy white stuff leaking into my mouth. 
I run to the bathroom and start to throw up.
He says that I didnt do it right, 
so he kicks me in the stomach.
As I fall to the floor,
he drags me back in 
and throws me against the cold hard wall.
laying there motionless, 
he picks me up by my golden blonde hair, 
and throws me to the bed.
I start to cry but am to scared. 
for the worst part still needs to come,
he tells me to keep still and not to move.
He says shut up because others will hear.
As he pulls me near he forces it in. 
I start to scream but nobody is able to hears my cries! 
My face soaked from the tears Ive cried. 
I look down and see blood pouring from my little body. 
I feel ripping and tearing but am to weak to move. 
He whispers in my ear that he likes it young and pure,
he tells me to stop crying but I dont seem to know how.
I yell to stop but he pushes harder and deeper. 
I start to scream but he punches my face.
I taste the blood that is flowing from my lip, 
and I feel the pain that is growing deep with in,
he says he dont give a crap what mom has to say. 
But I dont understand for his hard erected penis has slit me
in two. 
I dont even know what to do.
As hours go by he finally stops and tells me goodbye. 
He takes me to my room all covered in pink, 
and lays me there spread out on a single sheet,
he says not to say anything when mommy gets home, 
and quietly closes the door. 
With all the tears that I have cried 
I start to fall asleep, 
but am awaken to glowing orange sunshine, 
peering down on my badly beaten face,
I go out to the living room to see mommys smile.
She asks what happened 
but as I start to tell her, 
she said that I am a liar,
that he would never do that because he loved her. 
So everyday I sit here thinking back 
why would my mom let that go on why 
didnt she care for her only blood 
why would I lie if I were only 7 years old.