I will pray,
I will pray today,
That I will have a good day.
I will pray that those evil boys don’t hurt me,
I’ll pray that when they chase me,
I will run faster and faster.
I said that they don’t catch me,
but they always catch me.
I know what they will do to me,
I see them in my dreams.
I so wish that I can close a door,
so that I didn’t see them any more,
but they are always there.
I’m on my own all alone just me and the abusers.
I’m sure that I’m going to die.
I can’t breathe hands covering my mouth.
I know that I’m going to die today.
What if no one knows that I am dead,
All the thoughts inside my head.
My teacher said that I’m slow,
I’m far too unhappy to learn,
The abuse weighs me down.
I scream but there is no sound.
My abusers are violent my screams are silent.
Still running in my dreams.
Dorothy Age 13