[ WP ] Write a journal entry for a child that has been abused ( mentally , emotionally , physically , spiritually , sexually , etc ) their entire life ... .

Friday, October 25th, 
 
 Last week they found my journal took it. They brought me out in front of the rest of the family and made me stand on the dirty carpet while everyone sat around on the sofa, reading entries out loud and laughing. Things like `` Look what it wrote!'Thursday, July 18th, they took my blanket and burned it in the fireplace. I cried for the rest of the night, I do n't know how I'll get to sleep' Awww, does the wittle baby need a bwankie to cuddle up with?'' My Dad said, getting up and walking towards me, taunting me right in front of my face. My older brother and sister laughing along with. I wanted to sit there and cry. Then my Dad threw a piece of paper at me `` There you go you little shit, that should be enough companionship for ya'' I just stood there as the paper fell to my feet. `` Well go on you fuck! Take it!'' My Dad said, getting angrier by the minute. He ran up grabbed the paper and shoved it in my face in one swift movement `` I swear to God, take this fucking piece of paper you dumb fucking shit, what are you deaf?!'' He screamed in my ear. I stood frozen, I did n't know what to do. 
 
 `` That's it'' I remember faintly hearing him under his breath. He slapped me across my face, powerful enough for me to hit the ground. I started bleeding. He kicked me twice in my stomach, which still hurts, and then pulled me back up to stand up. I finally grabbed the piece of paper and he told me to go back to my cage. I walked back into the room and crawled into my cage, curled up into a ball and rested the paper over me like I did with my blanket. I cried for awhile, not sure how long, but it's dark now, the streetlamp is n't much light, but it's something to write with. 
 
 I think I'm finally ready to escape. I'm going to hopefully break the window crawl through as fast as I can, and scream up and down the street until someone comes, hopefully out running my family. I hope to leave you with another journal entry soon updating you with what has happened. I hope to write again soon.
