• My name is Ally and I'm only 6.

    I live in a house, where things could be fixed.

    My daddy hurts my mommy, so bad that she bleeds.

    I try to protect mommy, but she always screams at me.

    At night I hug my mommy, and she hugs me back.

    One night she said my daddy has to face the fact.

    I asked her what did she mean.

    She said he will dream.

    I smiled and nodded.

    What I didn't know was she plotted.

    The next morning while my daddy was sleeping.

    Mommy said this will be the day he will be dreaming.

    She took a gun and loaded it.

    She put it up to daddys height.

    I asked her why did she have a gun.

    She said I should run.

    I didn't listen, and stood where I was.

    Mommy pulled the trigger.

    And the bullet wasn't in my dad.

    It was in my heart instead.

    I blocked my daddy, knowing he was a good person inside.

    My mommy fell in tears, unsatisfied.

    She loaded the gun one last time.

    She pulled the trigger.

    And her life was gone like mine.

    My name was Ally, and I am 6.

    My mommy murdered me.

    And the house is finally fixed.

    I sleep in peice, wonder what its like.

    To be on Earth, that horrible night.