Child Abuse Story From Anonymous For Jada
by Anonymous
(Location Undisclosed)
I have not been abused in anyway or form. But, I know what it's like. I lost a friend in early childhood because her father simply didn't care.
It was over 5 years ago now... so mostly a blur. I remember tears from me and my sister. Jada... her name their but faint. Her father was mean and horrible, most likely drunk. Jada pushed his nerves too far, but this isn't what she deserved! Dad got mad, picked her up. Head meets wall, picked up again, body smashes against wall. Done. Over. Jada is in the hospital as we watch the news on tv. Waiting for her fate. She is on some kind of machine, and her mom is crying. The reporter says the mom gets to pick. Jada can stay alive, but must stay on the machine for ever... or... well. Death. Who would want this fate? Who could make their daughter live a life like that? Of course, she let her daughter go to heaven. A friend lost because of a stupid neglection that lasted only seconds. RIP Jada. We still care.
P.S Her dad did go to jail, I just cant remember how long.
thank you.
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