"Baby" he calls

"Baby" he calls from the other side of the door 

"Baby Im not going to hurt you again Im sorry"

The five year old looks up at where her mother is in front of her and begs to go out

The mother covers the childs mouth and whispers "shh itll be okay" but the child can smell the blood on her hand.

"I know your in there" he says trying to open the closet door the stench of alcohol coming through the space.

The woman counts to three confusing the child then slams the door open and screams "run child run!"

The child begins to run as she looks back and notices her mother trying to fight off the man

Suddenly theres a loud noise and the mother slumps over as the man steps over her and advances to the child

"Come here sweety itll be okay" he says slantering over to her with a bat still in his hand. 

The child trys to run but is paralized with fear.

The man hurt her mother yet this young child couldnt do anythinng but stand paralized.

She new this man was no longer her father but the monster that came out only when he smelled that awful smell.

He beat her with the bat till she could no longer move then proceeded to choke her so she would have no resistance for what would come next.

The rest of the night was spent in and out of conciousness for the girl and when the man got done he walked out and passed out on the couch.

That girl is now in foster care and trying to better herself through the scars of her father's rapes and her mother being inches away from death.

God couldnt save her yet she faced her fears and over came her greatest accomplishment.. Living 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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