Hatred..

I

HATE

CHILD

ABUSE

they deserve to live happy (:

and have a happy future

and yer i know "hate" is a verry "strong" word

well i mean it i hate it.!

i swear there is nothing worse in the world.

Face Down Lyrics, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Hey girl you know you drive me crazy
One look puts the rhythm in my hand
Still I'll never understand why you hang around
I see what's going down.

Cover up with make up in the mirror
Tell yourself it's never gonna happen again
You cry alone and then he swears he loves you.

Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect
Every action in this world will bear a consequence
If you wait around forever you will surely drown
I see what's going down.

I see the way you go and say you're right again,
Say you're right again, Heed my lecture.

Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

Face down in the dirt
She said "This doesn't hurt!"
She said "I finally had enough!" [2x]

Face down in the dirt
She said "This doesn't hurt!"She said
"I finally had enough!"

One day she will tell you that she has had enough
It's coming round again

Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

Do you feel like a man
When you push her around?
Do you feel better now, as she falls to the ground?
Well I'll tell you my friend, one day this world's going to end
As your lies crumble down, a new life she has found.

Face down in the dirt
She said "This doesn't hurt!"
She said "I finally had enough!"

Little Mya's story

Young Mya is 14 months old.
She’s a pretty little thing, with blonde wispy hair that curls around her face and beautiful, sparkling blue eyes.
Like most babies she can be mischievous, she can cry and she can get sick.
She’s not long learned to walk and still has the odd tumble resulting in a scrape here or there.
When this happens, she looks to the adults around her for comfort, as any child would.
If you manage to comfort her, through her drying tears she’ll reward you with a four tooth grin.

Could you imagine anyone trying to hurt her?

On Thursday 25th May 2006, little Mya spilt cough medicine on her outfit.
Instead of changing her clothes, her ‘babysitter’ decided to put her in the dryer.
He turned the dryer on and left Mya in there for two minutes, her fragile body being tossed around like a leaf caught in a whirlpool.
Mya was bruised, burnt, blistered and extremely distressed.
It was a hideous act that resulted in the accused being sentenced to jail for 8 months.
Yet, sadly, acts of child abuse happen more frequently than the general public realize.

Child Abuse

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 cant do a wrong
I cant speak at all
Or else I'm locked up
All day long
When I'm awake
I'm 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 ill just get
One whipping tonight
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
my name is called
I press myself
Against the wall
I try to hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words
He says its 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 its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into a 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



i have now started blogging again,
for one reason
to show people the hurt in child abuse
this story is shocking
and yer it may not be true,
but think there is always a child
that has been abused.

im back!! :]

hii :]
im back to blogger
i may not be able to be on much but oh well
to caught up in all the yr 8 work and yer.
sad huh?
who ever thought we needed an eduacation is crazy.
its so boring and gay. buh hey we "HAVE" to go :[
if it wasnt for all my friends at school i'de leave and not go :]
he he
well i have to go finish all the work i have to do for pd/h/pe (pe)
and history.
but will try my best to get on :]
chers
talk soon
xx
♥gabby

photo's.

school days!

lov em all xox

sadest story ever read on...

I went to a party, And remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom, so I had a sprite instead. I felt proud of myself, The way you said I would, that I didn't drink and drive, though some friends said I should. I made a healthy choice, And your advice to me was right. The party finally ended, and the kids drove out of sight. I got into my car, Sure to get home in one piece. I never knew what was coming, Mom, something I expected least. Now I'm lying on the pavement, And I hear the policeman say, the kid that caused this wreck was drunk, Mom, his voice seems far away. My own blood's all around me, As I try hard not to cry. I can hear the paramedic say, this girl is going to die. I'm sure the guy had no idea, While he was flying high. Because he chose to drink and drive, now I would have to die. So why do people do it, Mom Knowing that it ruins lives? And now the pain is cutting me, like a hundred stabbing knives. Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom Tell daddy to be brave. And when I go to heaven, put ' Mommy's Girl' on my grave. Someone should have taught him, That it's wrong to drink and drive. Maybe if his parents had, I'd still be alive. My breath is getting shorter, Mom I'm getting really scared These are my final moments, and I'm so unprepared. I wish that you could hold me Mom, As I lie here and die. I wish that I could say, 'I love you, Mom!' So I love you and goodbye.