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warning: implied rape.
A toddler cowered on a small bed, hiding under the covers. She cried, and cried, and cried, the words of her father ringing in her ear.
"You are a useless, ugly, little bitch. This is your fault, you know. All your fault." She curled up, pulling her legs closer to her nude body, whimpering at the ache she felt. She wasn't worried about that anymore, though. She was used to that, for the most part. She was used to it all. She was used to her mommy calling her bad words and hitting her. She was used to hiding from her big sister. She was used to her daddy saying bad things to her. She was used to her daddy destroying her clothes each night. She was used to the pain he put her through after her clothes were gone. She was used to it all.
"Clair? Clair, are you okay?" footsteps slowly approached the small girl, and she cowered further into her bed."Clair? Wh-Oh dear gosh," Another girl gasped, seeing her baby sister like that, "What happened?" The toddler cowered deeper into her bed. "Clairessa... Wha-what happened?" still no response. "Was it dad?" a nod. "We need to tell mom!" Clairessa, the toddler, shook her head.
"Mummy too... Mummy hurts Cwairisha too...," the toddler said, looking up at her older sister.
"O-oh...Then... Let's go! Let's go somewhere were they can't touch you!" The older looked so full of life, so confident. Clairessa shook her head again.
"Dey'll find us. Dey wiw onwy hut ush more."
"NO! They won't hurt you!" The older shouted, running to her room. When she came back in, she was armed with a big bag, a stick, a baby doll, and she grabbed the wooden baseball bat from the hallway. "Can you carry the stick and babydoll? I'll pack some stuff-not to much- and we'll go."
"Bu-but-"
"It's fine~! I've been wanting to run away, anyways! It always sounded like fun..."
"Okay... Wiegh-Ann? Can we bring some pudding?" Liegh-Ann, the older nodded and smiled. They packed their bags and were off. Liegh-ann armed with a baseball bat. Eventually, they ran into the Italy's. They were kind and caring, and they took care of them
"And that rings us to right now," Liegh-Ann said, finishing up.
"Vee, these girls were lucky. Not eveybody gets through it. Clairessa still has nightmares from it!"
"I am sorry, dears. Italy is correct, though. Not everybody is lucky. Not everybody can just ran away from it," England said. France-FRANCE!- nodded.
"Oui. Even I would never do such a thing to one so young. Nor one so unwiling."
"So... vhat can ve do about this?" Germany asked.
"Vee, I'm not sure."
Okay, as Italy said, not everybody is as lucky. Some are attacked in allyways, some are like these girls and it's also a type of child abuse, some are worse than this. Please take this matter into mind and try and help.
Next up: Homophobia.