A Little Girl's Tears

Tears drip down the pale white cheeks of a little girl because she hears the screams of her mom and dad's voices skretching through the walls as she hides in a corner of her bedroom holding on to her teddy bear. Not knowing what to do as her violent and abusive father comes into the room and yanks her up. Leaving the little girls favorite teddy bear on the floor containing all of her tears. As she gets carried away from her own mother who is crying, yelling, and holding a gun. As the father notices the gun he drops the innocent little girl and takes the gun out of his wifes hand and toss it on to the couch. Trying to make everything okay, talking his sweet talk to his wife just like he used to when they first started going out. The pale little girl crawls her way to the couch, takes hold of the gun. Uneducated about what to do with she pulls the trigger trying to kill away her abusive father. The bullet goes and goes to the wrong body. Her mother, the only one that helped her get through her days without shedding a tear was now laying on the floor. What was the little girl suppose to do now, after she accidentally killed all of her hope in life. That was how it all started. Hundreds of bruises, scratchs, and burns later she gets thrown into her room that was stripped of all the things she loved. All that lays in her room was a blanket and a pillow and a dog bowl of water. Not knowing what to do she cries, and cries until she can not cry anymore and falls asleep on the one pillow she has in her room. She wakes up think what did I do to make him hate me so much. [To be continued]