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  >> Static Item >> Short Story >> Tragedy >> ID #1211627  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
run away child
cant really say the words to describe
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So there I was driving down the road
no thoughts or cares in the world.
I look down beside the road,
and I notice a girl with two bags under
her arms.
With her head raised, and tears streaming
down her brown drowned out eyes. I
pulled over and she got in my car. I didnt
know what to say or how long to drive or
just how far. I asked her name and she said
May, she looked about the age of 13.
I asked her where she was headed, and in a
shocking responce she said "anywhere but
back there".
Noticing her ragged clothes and her thin body
shape, I pulled into a local resturant.
She didnt say much, but what was i to except.
I asked why she was out there on the road, and
shockingly she let everything out,
let the mystery be known.
She told me how her mother had died when she was
only 4, and how her father drinks every night, and just
how badly they were poor.
She told me about how her father abused her in many different
ways, I asked her how long she had been gone, she said maybe
weeks or a few days.
I didnt know exactly what to tell her, for she had ran away before,
or what words could make the tears dry up anymore.
I told her how she cant just keep running,
but she told if she went back he would continue hes rampage.
I told her I could call for help, to keep her fathers hands away.
but she just look down and got up, thanked me, and had nothing
else to say.
She stayed with my that night, just so I could clear my head,
and the next morning I woke up,

she was gone...............

Two years, i'm reading the newspaper and i saw the little girls
picture posted in a bullentin.
I sat the paper down, and began to cry for i know what has happened.
In the article I read " a local 15 year old girl commites suicide"......
I began to wonder just how bad it must have been, and then i had to ask
myself a question......
was there anything i could have done or said differently, that could make her
alive and healthy today?
?
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