If you are against child abuse, put this in your profile...I did.

Her name was Aurora. She was only five.

This is what happened, when she was alive.

Her dad was a drunk; her mom was an addict. Her parents kept her locked in an attic.

Her only friend was a little toy bear. It was old and worn out and had patches of hair. She always talked to it. When no one's around, she lays there and hugs it, not a peep of sound.

Until her parents unlock the door. Some more and more pain she'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg and a scar on her face. Why would she be in such a horrible place? But she grabs her bear and softly cries.

She loves her parents, but they want her to die. She sits in the corner.

Quiet but thinking, "God, why? Why is my life always sinking?"

Such a bad life for a sad little kid. She'd get beaten and beaten for anything she did.

Then one night, her mom came home high. The poor child was hit and slapped as hours went by. Then her mom suddenly grabbed for a blade. It was sharp and pointy, one that she made.

She thrust the blade right into her chest, "You deserve to die you worthless pest!" The mom walked out, leaving the girl slowly dying. She grabbed her bear and again started crying.

Police showed up at the small little house. They quickly barged in everything was as quiet as a mouse.

One officer slowly opened a door to find the sad little girl lying on the floor. It must have been bad to go through so much harm, but at least she died with her best friend in her arms.

If you are against child abuse, post this in your profile, I did.

Sweet girls come from the south, Barbies come from California, but IRISH girls have fire and ice in our blood! We can drive in the muck, haul wood, handle the cold, beat the heat, be a princess, throw a right hook and drink with the boys! We can cook a good meal and if we have an opinion...You bet your arse you're gonna hear it!!! - Copy and paste if you're AN IRISH GIRL and proud of it

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I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn't see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
"The other guy is drunk," Mom,
And now I'm the one who will pay.

I'm lying here dying, Mom...
I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn't think.

He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
And I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?

A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on the road on a motorcycle.

Girl: Slow down. I'm scared

Guy: No, this is fun.

Girl: No its not. Please it's too scary!

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down

Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.

Girl hugs him

Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It's bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. 2 people were on it but only 1 survived. The truth was that halfway down the road the guy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die. If there's anyone you love this much put this in your profile.

My name is Chris

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 can't do a wrong

I can't 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 I'll just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's bar.

I hear him curse

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 it's 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 it's now much too late.

His face has been twisted

Into an 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.

My name is Chris

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me.

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98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile

Try not to Cry

Mommy ... Johnny brought a gun to school, He told his friends that it was cool, And when he pulled the trigger back, It shot with a great, huge crack. Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told, I went to school, got straight A's, and I even got the gold! When I went to school that day, I never said goodbye, I'm sorry that I had to go, but Mommy, please don't cry. When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another, And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother. Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much, And please tell Zack, my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush. And tell my sister; That she is the only one now, And tell my dear, sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now, And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best, Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest. Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class, And never to forget this, and please don't let this pass. Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one though, deserves this, But Mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss. And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try, I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry. Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest, But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest. When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could, Please listen to me if you would, I wanted to go with college, I wanted to try things that were new, I guess I'm not going with Daddy, on that trip to the new zoo. I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid, I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live. But Mommy, I must go now, the time is getting late, Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry to cancel our date. I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know it's true, And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you."

Now you have 2 choices;

1.) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as "Try not to Cry"

2.) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are ..

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SCROLL DOWN!

STOP!

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