The Little Girl

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By LaShawnna

She sits in her room, and she cries because she knows daddy will be in soon. He'll hurt her till he's satisfied with what he has done to her.Then mommy will come home drunk, and she'll beat the little girl to bloody pulp.She had to think quick because she heard daddy calling for her. She grabs the gun on her night stand, and she puts it to her head.Then all goes silent as she pulls the trigger.All the pain, and misery is gone, its over. No more pain no more little girl.

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