Daddy's Little Servent, by LaShawnna Subscribe to rss feed for LaShawnna

He used her to his will he hated her for being borned. He
tried to get his wife to get a abortion, but she refused. So
when she was of a age he made her daddy's little servant.
He'd always tell her, this is your punishment for being
borned. You should have died within the womb. So now your
daddy's little servant, when she got older she started to
rebel. Thats when she got beat, or he'd use her sexually
when he thought he needed to. She'd scream, and he'd always
reply your daddy's little servant, and now you have to take
it. Then one day she had grown tired of the little game, so
she took her life with a flick of a knife. All the pain she
felt went away, she was finally free she was no longer
daddy's little servant. 
Posted: 2005-10-30 15:24:10 UTC

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2005-11-05 22:21:32waterlily
i hope i never have another child