The pain runs deep I can't control it I cry out.He hears and comes for me. I cower in my bed hoping he believes I'm sleeping but he doesn't. He grabs me by the arm and pulls me from my bed. He throws me against the door and watches as I collapse in silence. The tears well up but I fight them back knowing if they show he'll never end this.He kicks me hard in the ribs,pain courses threw me but I hold the cries in.He grabs a handful of my hair and slams my head against the wall,my mouth falls open but no sound comes out. It hurts like no one can imagine,I struggle to hold the pain in as he punches me and kicks me.After I collapse on the floor blood steaming out of my mouth and nose he leaves.I push my self upright and stare at the door he'd slammed shut behind him.I hear my mother pleaing,the front door open,his truck starts up and he leaves. As soon as he's gone I let the tears stain my bruised cheeks as I sit in pain.I cry out in pain as I try to stand and I fall back to my knees.I hear the door open,a gasp,and somone runs down the hall. I'm not sure what happened next all I know is one minute I was gasping for breath on the my bedroom floor,I must've blacked out,cause I woke up in a hospital bed and my mother in tears.When she sees me looking at her she smiles and kisses my hand. 1
"I'm so sorry,I had no idea what he was doing" she cried into the bed sheet. "Its alright mom,I'll be fine" I whispered placing a hand on hers. "No its not alright,I should've known,how could I not my baby boy,beaten by his own father"she cried looking at me. "Its not your fault,whats done is done,as long as I don't have to see him again I'll manage" I sadi with a weak smile. "You're right it's not my fault but you'll have to see him once more" she said suddenly serious. "What,Why"I asked looking at her. "You'll have to testify against him,so he can be sentenced.if you don't he be let go" she said gently squeezing my fingers. "Alright,I'll do it" I say squeezing her fingers.2
A week later I watch him be led in by two armed officers and await my chance to speak.I squirm in my seat until I'm called to the stand. I glance at him then look back at the person before me.Questions are asked and I answer them truthfully being careful to mention that my mother had no hand in or knew about my abuse. After I'm done they break for lunch and I sigh hoping that I said enough to put him away.When we go back in,I look over to see him glaring at me I ignore him and hug my mom.When the judges renders the sentence I watch him be led away one last time.3
Abandoned Child Diary4
June 15, 1995
Author notes
just go inspired. Not a real diary entry.
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Ange the story was say but it was a good story.
your a good writer good. good job.
bye now David Artist.
beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, characters: 5.
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Ange the story you written was sad but it was a good story
your a good writer keep up the good work bye now David Artist.
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Thanks for reading and commenting. Glad you liked it.
Angel
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IT WAS A REALLY GOOD DIARY ENTRY & I KINDA THOUGHT THAT THE KID WAS A GIRL, 'CUZ I READ ALOT OF STORIES WHERE GIRLS R ALWAYS ABUSED.
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I thought I'd change it up alittle.Cause boys get abused just as girls do.Thanks for commenting.
Angel
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Thats so sad, I would hate if that ever happened to me.
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I enjoyed reading this. I don't really read about abuse that much, but I like discussing the issue. I liked this. It's very well written.The details and description gave me a visual vision on what was going on. The beginning kind of made me cry
People who abuse their child should be ashamed of it. Anyway I liked this. It was a good read 
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It's difficult to write about pain and abuse so kudos to you for writing about and for me to reading it through.
I would break up the paragraphs a bit to make them more readable.
other than that this reads well.
beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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Thanks for the comments. this isn't the first one like this I've wrote.
Angel
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