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Child hood memories

Child hood memories
  • A child at the age of 4 criesΒ  upon her swing and tries to bring her feelings out in words she triesΒ to sing. A mother stands and listens and turns to close her ears but looks back once more to see her face and the sobbs and tears.The little girl with no place to go tries to run and hide and finds an ivy bush round back that has a hole inside.Β  The Mother yells for her to come but yet she wants to stay the father starts to yell for her so the child runs on her way.She gets closer to her father and bows her head in shame he starts to scream and yell atΒ her your the one to blame.Β  The little girl is sent upstairs to go into her room where she already knows to later face her doom.The day is gone the night Has come And everyones asleep the little girl still very scared can't help but stair at the door without a peep then the footsteps she has feared all night are on their way upstairs the little girl cant help but trimble with fear.He picks her up and brings her down then he starts to yell the little girl so very scared goes thru another night of hell
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Space_Poet

Dark poem , but you did a amazing job writing it :) . Felt like I was reading a book there for a minute.

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Jessica Young

Ty so much its a poem but its my story so your feeling was accurateΒ 

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