are you there. can you see me.
are you there. please help me.

my name is tiffany, or was it michelle.
it doesnt really matter now. i need help. i fell.

i cant see very well. but it hurts all over.
they yanked my hair so hard. i knew he was coming sooner or later.

he pinned me down. he hit me harder and harder.
i was in too much pain before i realised that the crowd arrived. i still can hear the laughter.

i told daddy to stop. but he was too drunk as usual.
his hand held me down. while his friends helped themselves to me.

i couldnt understand what was going on. what was on me that they keep taking my clothes off.
i got very cold. i got very scared.

they seemed happy. they took turns.
i told daddy to tell them to stop. he looked at me all glazed. his cigarrette burned.

when they were done. daddy picked me up. he still talking to his mates.
i felt safe.

until he threw me out the window.
daddy left me to die.

this be the last letter i write to you.
tommorow i start anew.






rizuana aka tiffany
1990-2008
i remember.