Victim Number 27: Sawada Tsunayoshi

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn or any of its characters. I do not own the poem in this either. I found it on a friends Fanfiction page and wanted to get the message out there.

I am against all forms of abuse and wanted to show people that it's not funny. It's not right. It's wrong. It's unfair and it changes and destroys life's. It murders people.

Warning: Abuse, OOC characters.

A/N: Double space is just a separate bit that happened, but then one space is a continuation of the pats bit. Thanks.


My name is Tsuna,

I am but 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?

At three years old, Sawada Tsunayoshi cried in his bedroom. His eyes swollen from punches and black from beatings. He muttered words like 'Stupid' and 'Bad' over and over again.

I wish I were better,

I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy,

Would still want to hug me.

Tsuna walked up to his mother with tears eyes and bruised arms. He tugged at her skirt and whispered fearfully.

"M-Mommy, c-can Tsu h-have a h-hug?" He asked quietly.

"No you stupid, ugly child" she answered back.

I can't speak at all,

I can't do a wrong,

Or else I'm locked up,

All the day long,

When I awake,

I'm all alone,

The house is dark,

My folks aren't home.

Little Tsuna cried as his mother locked him into the dark, cold, scary room that he hated so much. All she said as he was locked into the room was; 'Stupid little boy, this is for being bad and talking to me!'. He cried and cried until his eyes were red then he stood up and opened the door. He stepped out of the dark room to see the house in darkness. His parents weren't home.

When my mommy does come,

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just,

One whipping tonight.

Tsuna tried to be nice to his mother so he might just face less pain tonight. But it didn't work. He cried and cried as the whip cracked against his back over and over again. His tears and cries of 'Help' and 'Stop it' and 'I'm Sorry!' were lost. No-one would listen to the boy, who they all called 'Stupid' and 'Ugly' and never gave toys.

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car,

My daddy is back,

From Tsuyoshi's Bar.

Tsuna's eyes widened as he heard the sound of his fathers car. He ran upstairs to his room and curled into a ball. His eyes were teary and he was shaking badly muttering muffled , quiet, terrified little no's and help's.

I hear him curse,

My name he calls,

I press myself,

Against the wall.

I try and hide,

From his evil eyes,

I'm so afraid now,

I'm starting to cry.

Tsuna heard his father curse and then scream his name as he walks up the stairs. 'Tsunayoshi!' he shouts. Tsuna moves back against the wall and cries quietly. He's so afraid. He knows Iemetsu, his father, will hurt him tonight.

Only the sounds of sniffling and whimpering are heard along with the footsteps outside.

He finds me weeping,

He shouts ugly words,

He says its my fault,

That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me,

And yells at me more,

I finally get free,

And I run for the door.

Just when Tsuna thinks his father won't find him tonight, his bedroom door opens. His father see's him crying and walks straight for him. He shouts words that hurt and Tsuna takes them to heart. He then starts shouting that it's his fault he suffers at his work and finally starts hitting him where he knows he can't hide. He slaps and punches Tsuna, and Tsuna just cries. Then he finally see's a way to run. He scrambles up quickly and runs for his bedroom 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.

Tsuna pulls frantically at the handle of his bedroom door and realises it's locked. He cries and screams as he pulls at the door. Then his father grabs him and throws him against his plain white wall. The wall has a fresh red bloodstain the size of a small child's back. Tsuna falls onto the floor and hears a sickening crack. There goes a few ribs and probably his back bone. He cries more as his father continues, and his father just screams more things to him.

"I'm sorry!", I scream,

But its now much too late,

His face has been twisted,

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain,

Again and again,

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

Tsuna screamed that he was sorry over and over but his father wouldn't listen and then he looked to his fathers face and saw so much hate there. He felt more pain as more beating took place. His eyes had already run out of tears. He just collapsed onto the ground as his father kept on beating him. He wanted it to stop. It was taking to long for his father to stop. He wanted it to end.

And he finally stops,

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless,

Sprawled on the floor.

His father finally stopped and unlocked his door. He walked out of his bedrooms and down the stairs. While Tsuna lay there, still, in a puddle of his own blood and pain. He closed his eyes, welcoming the darkness and uttered his final words:

My name is Tsuna,

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me.


Please stop child abuse.

It's cruel and wrong.

Little Tsuna never had friends and no-one knew of his home life, his story.

But his story is now heard so please help people like him.

If you see child abuse or are a victim of it, tell someone.

Help us stop child abuse.

Thank you.