Chris (try not to cry)

I didn't make this, one of my friends did, and i asked if i could put it up here, and she said yes, so i don't take credit.

Chapter 1

Try not to cry

My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I can't do a wrong I cant speak at all Or else Im locked up All day long.

When Im awake Im all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's bar.

I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall.

I try to hide From his evil eyes Im so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says it's my fault He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to 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 it's now much too late. His face has been twisted Into an unimaginable shape. 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 Chris I am three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me.

Try not to cry


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