My Name is sarah I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be sad, What else could have made My dadddy so mad? I wish I was better I wish I weren’t ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I can’t speak at all I cant’ do a wrong Or else I’m locked up All the day long Whe I awake I’m all alone The house is dark My folks aren’t home. Whe my mommy does come I’ll try and be nice, So maybe I’ll get just Oe whipping thonight Don’t make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back Fy Charlie’s Bar. I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall. I try and hide From his evil eyes I’m so afraid now I’m starting to cry. He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door. He’s already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. “I’m sorry!”, I scream But ia now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate. The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, Have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor. My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me. There was once a little girl named Chelsey Mcaun. She was killed in 1933, by a homicial maniac who buried her alive while chanting a satanic chant. Those were the words spoken, and now you have read them… Anyone who reads the chandt will meet this small child. In the middle of the night, she wil be on your ceiling, as you sleep, she will sofocate you as, as she was sofocated… Unless you send this to at least 20 people before tomorrow, so she will leave you
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