I can't do silly things, otherwise,
I locked all day
When I wake up, I am all alone
The house is black.
My parents aren't at home.
When my mother comes, I try to be nice,
Otherwise, I might have a strong boost tonight
Don't do noise!
I just heard a car,
My father comes from Charlie's bar.
I hear him swear.
He calls me.
I use against the wall.
I try to hide from me of his demonic eyes.
I am so scared now.
I begin to cry.
He is finding me to cry.
He invoking me words wicked,
He says that it's my fault if he suffers at work.
He slap me and pat me shout he even more.
I finally frees me and I run to the door.
He has already closed it.
I put myself into a ball,
He took me and launched me against the wall.
I fell to the ground with almost broke my bones and my day
Continuing with wickedness say ...
I am sorry!
I scream, but it is already far too late.
His face turned into a hate unimaginable.
The evil and the wounds again and again.
My god please, have pity!
Let it stops, please!
And finally, he stops and goes toward the door,
While I am lying, motionless on the floor.
My name is Sarah
I'm 3 years, this evening my father killed me.
I locked all day
When I wake up, I am all alone
The house is black.
My parents aren't at home.
When my mother comes, I try to be nice,
Otherwise, I might have a strong boost tonight
Don't do noise!
I just heard a car,
My father comes from Charlie's bar.
I hear him swear.
He calls me.
I use against the wall.
I try to hide from me of his demonic eyes.
I am so scared now.
I begin to cry.
He is finding me to cry.
He invoking me words wicked,
He says that it's my fault if he suffers at work.
He slap me and pat me shout he even more.
I finally frees me and I run to the door.
He has already closed it.
I put myself into a ball,
He took me and launched me against the wall.
I fell to the ground with almost broke my bones and my day
Continuing with wickedness say ...
I am sorry!
I scream, but it is already far too late.
His face turned into a hate unimaginable.
The evil and the wounds again and again.
My god please, have pity!
Let it stops, please!
And finally, he stops and goes toward the door,
While I am lying, motionless on the floor.
My name is Sarah
I'm 3 years, this evening my father killed me.
