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Child Abuse Poem From April

by April
(California, USA)




Rag Doll 
The door closed behind the man,
as the girl sat quietly on her bed.
Her parents had gone to work and
their friend came to visit.

He brought her a new rag doll, with
brown hair and pretty blue dress.
He told her family just how much
he loved the girl’s bubbly smile…

He took her to the park first,
and he took her to the zoo,
then he took off her panties,
to play this new adult game.

She thought about the swings,
she thought about the animals,
while the man used her,
like a lifeless rag doll.

Now the girl had a secret,
that she could never tell a soul.
A dark shadow in her little soul,
was growing into a black hole…

The man left, but didn't stay away for long...
He phoned often to remind her the shame,
And each time he came visit in her home,
always with a new pretty rag doll.




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Child Abuse Poem From April

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Oct 14, 2011
April:
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

There is no shame for you to bear. Shame says you did something wrong...you did nothing wrong. Nothing at all. Shame, blame and guilt lies squarely on the shoulders of this pedophile because he chose to sexually abuse you. He was the adult, April...you were the child. He had all the power and misused it. He "groomed" you and your parents with gifts and trips, then took advantage of your youth and your vulnerabilities. What's so disturbing about this is that your parents didn't see the signs that something was wrong...and there most definitely would have been signs. It's a parent's job to ensure the safety of their children, and to watch for signs that something isn't right. It's their job to question what they see, even when the child isn't talking or telling. This is important to understand, April. Most children don't tell, and the number one reason they don't is they are afraid they won't be believed. But there are other reasons too, all of which are based in fear. Fear of reprisal from the offender, fear of being blamed, fear that the offender him/herself has instilled. What happens is that fear lives on into adulthood because one gets stuck in that childhood memory and situation. You are not a rag doll; you are a beautiful person who is worthy of dignity and respect. Please seek out some form of counselling in order to help you deal with what happened to you and the shame you feel, shame that's misplaced. You didn't deserve to be sexually abused, April. You most definitely deserve help for the fact that you were. Thank you for sharing your story with my visitors and me.

From Victim to Victory, a memoir
Darlene Barriere
Webmaster: www.child-abuse-effects.com
author. speaker. survivor. coach
From Victim to Victory, a memoir


Oct 14, 2011
Tears and rag dolls
by: Jill

April,
Your poem rocks!

It brought tears to my eyes. Rag dolls can be so soft and comforting and this man used them to do his bidding. What a creeper. "Friends" like that man are what make little girls confused about men when they grow up. My parents left me alone w/"Friends" too. Keep writing and telling your story because you matter and it will set you free.


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