Sunday, September 11, 2011

Through the eyes of a 6 year old girl....

Im sorry mommy :(
I didnt mean to be a bad girl. I was just trying to be good for you and daddy.
Please dont punish me mommy i didnt mean it. Im really sorry. Mommy whats that hot metal thing in your hand? Why are you coming closer mommy? That looks really hot...please keep it away from me.....
Next Day-
Mommy it hurts where u put that hot metal thing. It hurts alot. I promise I will be a good girl just dont do it again. Please mommy im sorry :(
*mommy doent love me. ): Mommy thinks im a bad girl. But im trying really hard to be a good girl. I dont like it when mommy and daddy hurt me. ): It makes me sad. And it hurts alot. Daddy doesnt love me either. He makes me feel uncomfortable*
Mommy i was a good girl today. I did everything u ask....
Mommy why is my sleeping bag on the back porch? Mommy i dont want to sleep in the yard it gets really cold at night and I dont want to get sick again. ):
Later that night-
*mommy and daddy making me sleep on the back porch again. I dont know what I did wrong. :( I guess i was being a bad girl. I guess I was doing something wrong again ):
Im going to try and make mommy and daddy proud of me tomorrow so they wont punish me. I try not be a bad girl but seems like i always do something that makes me look bad. Daddys been touching me and i dont like it. He tells me not to tell mommy or anyone cause they wont believe me. he says as soon as i stop being bad he will stop touching me. I dont like it. Sometimes it hurts. im trying really hard to be good. but i dont thhink mommy and daddy love me.*
Next day-
mommy told me to wear this sweater so the teacher wont see my arm where mommy put the hot metal thing. I cant play with the kids in my class cause my arms hurts alot from where mommy put the hot metal thing. My arms also have other colors on them. Some black some blue some purple some even look a little yellow. Mommy gave me those colors. She said they will go away but to keep the sweater on till they do she doesnt want the teacher to see them because she said the teacher wouldnt understand. I wonder if im being a good girl today. i havent done nothing wrong. Hopefully mommy and daddy wont punish me cause i havent been a bad girl today.

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