There's a little girl you see everyday with cuts and scars on her little face. How many times does she cry and how much time does she spend asking why. if you could help her do you think you would, at least say hi i think you should. You know she feels pain that's without a doubt, but she's the only one who knows what the pain's all about. Did she do something wrong to deserve this hard life, why must this little girl have all this strife. At night she cries herself to sleep un til the morning she hears her father's raging screams. Her father hits her then once more and walks away and slams the door. Someone help her someone please her name is Suzan, for the little girl, well she's me.
this is a true story of my life please read and rate or comment
