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One night I had a dream of a little girl.
She awoke in the morning with a smile upon her face.
She dressed in pretty suits and lacy socks, pretending she's grown-up.
She found her parents in the kitchen smiling, and it filled her heart with love.
She felt she was the perfect child with the perfect family.
She disappeared.
That night she went to bed, beaten and bruised.
She sobbed into the pillow until she fell asleep, her torn clothes falling to the floor.
In the black of midnight she awoke, crying, calling,"Daddy, how could you hurt me? Daddy, don't you love me? Daddy, where are you?"
That little girl was me. |
