(this may be disturbing, but its just a memory from ages 7-12 when i had to write it sorry i had to write about it and here it is)
Written at 12 years old
Evil to us
I know now we were oppressed
I am a bright girl and learn well
So evil to us you were told to leave
Yet we had to come to visit it was an order
We never said anything about the abuse or the burning
The threats we knew we'd receive, but to have to come here
We were afraid the monsters would have come for our parents
We kept quite
Mice squeak
We coughed, we sneezed and breathed...
In the Calvin flat there was so much evil...
Always an excuse for everything
Don't sleep on the top bunk
Don't do this, don't drink too much i don't want to clean the toilet
So we stayed in thirst we remembered the hunger and thirst when you starved us
I kept cool and calm for my little brother
She kept going on and on and on
The baby under us, the baby under us
We didn't hardly make any visible noise that would travel a distance that far
The husband father of your baby girl you won't let my brother play with because you're a sexist witch who says he is a boy stay away
So the husband it is ok for him the giant to run around the house banging and dancing tapping his feet with his shoes on
So hard he stomps his feet a hundred times on the floor and you say nothing...
We get smacked all the time and told off when we do nothing, but sit like mice and play with your daughter
The only way to deal with the boredom was to sleep
I wonder why we were hated so much and treated with such evil
I remember the red marks on my legs, you managed to keep me from telling my parents by buttering me up and covering the marks with cream and putting me to sleep so she would never know
Yet this is in my heart and i will never forget this moment
The threats we both have to live with this i hate what you did to me and to my little brother yet you're so lucky we are good people
Yet you still can't help bugging us and oppressing us how long is this going to go on for will this be forever
I wish you would change or die
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