Ouch! That hurts! Dad please Stop!
Ouch! Please stop you're hurting me! I can't understand why you're hurting me. I've done no wrong to you! All I want to do is please you. I know I am not the person you want me to be, but what happened to being the best you can be? I would hate to visit you in jail and sending letters in the mail.
I'm not a punching bag. I don't even sag. You are my dad, but the fact of you not trying to care, if teachers will see the bruises and I'll be in foster care. Dad get help! Please do! We'll soon be able to do the things we use to do!
I did not live to see the next day, cause my dad hasn't changed since placed in jail that day. A lil ol' boy like me wasn't able to speak up, but a person like you can speak up!
Speak up for child abuse! Speak out loud! You might be able to save a child!
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