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The Let Down
My name is Mary and I am only three. The house is dark and still I cannot see.
I cry for my mom, I cry for my dad. Maybe I should stop because I’m being bad. I walk around looking for them but in the kitchen the light is very dim. I peek inside oh no now I must hide. My daddy is high and he yells that I must die. I ran as fast as I can someone please help me my daddy is a big man. I hid in my room I hear him here he comes my life is at doom. My mom watches smiling in a chair as my daddy pull and tug on my hair. He slammed me on the floor and the glow of my mother left the room closing the door. He hit me again and again dear lord have mercy and let this end. He looked at me opened the door and left. My mommy picked me up and I took my last breath. I opened my eyes and here I am in this room with doctors in my face.
“it’s okay baby girl you’re going to a better place.” My arms hurt I looked down and the doctor frowned. Why would you do this to your pure skin now that you’ve done this you’ve committed a sin. I wanted to cry knowing soon I’m going to die. I got a glance of my thin body there was a voice in my head, but it was disembodied. Finally you’re going to die tell your family goodbye. I made it out alive I can’t believe I went through all this pain and still survived. I wanted to give up many times ago I mean like look at my heart it’s torn to pieces that you cannot sew. I’m trash you can’t recycle my thoughts are so suicidal. Life can do terrible things I’m just a puppet with broken strings. It's the end that I wish was near but the letdown is the only thing I fear.
