This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murderer chanted, "Toma Sota Balcu,"as he buried her. Now that you have read the chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceilling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this in your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.

My name is Sarah

i am, but three,

My eyes are swollen

I can't see,

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 speak at all

I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked

All the day long

When I am awake

I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home

When mommy does come

I'll try and be nice

So maybe I'll get

Just one beating tonight

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's Bar

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

I start to cry

He finds me weeping

He shouts ugly words,

He says it's 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 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 much too late

His face had been twisted

Into unimaginable hate

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 motionless

Sprawled on the floor

My name is Sarah

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

Child Abuse, MAKE IT STOP!!