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Hi, my name is Cassie and I am four years old. I have disliked these four years of my life because my mom and dad have not cared for me. They never came when I cried, they hardly ever fed me, and they never gave me any hugs and kisses. My parents names are Frank and Vicky and they are always taking drugs and drinking alcohol. Now I am with a family that cares and loves me. I will tell you how I came from parents that disliked me to parents that loved me.
I was born in Alaska on 05/19/1997. When I was born my mom did not do any drugs or drink any alcohol, but my dad continued to do drugs and drink. Then two weeks later she began doing drugs and drinking again. That is when I started disliking my life. Once my mom started doing drugs again I was fed once a day, I never got any hugs and kisses, and I was abused constantly. Three days out of a week my parents would leave and go to a bar. They would leave without finding a babysitter. Luckily, the next door neighbor knew that my parents left me home and she would come over and feed me and play with me. When I was three she moved to Nebraska, and I was lonely little girl again.
Sometimes I felt that I did not belong in the world, I believed that I was a mistake child. I had no friends and I had parents that hated me. To me my parents were ((two non believers walking lost in the world)) who hated every one including me.
Most of my time was spent watching tv and hiding behind the couch. I would hide behind the couch when my parents were fighting. One time when they were fighting I heard them say that they have problems because of me. Then they started hitting me. I managed to get away and hide behind the couch. My mom and dad did not even bother looking for me, they just left.
After they left I came from behind the couch and packed a little bit of food. When I started out the door I saw a very bright light. I thought it was my parents so I started to run. Then the bright light turned into an angel. Then angel touched my shoulder, believing that it was my dad that touched my shoulder I panicked even more and started to run faster. Then the angel said my name in such a calm, sweet, heavenly voice. When I heard my name I stopped and looked behind me and I saw a human being with wings. When I saw her I was frightened that I could barely say a word.
When I could talk again I said in a trembling voice "Who are you?" The angel answered by saying, "I am your guardian angel." "What is a guardian angel?" I asked. The angel answered by saying, "A guardian angel is someone who watches over a certain person to make sure they are not hurt." "I am not hurt." I said. The angel replied by saying "You are hurt, you are hurt right hear" pointing to my heart. "I came to convince you not to run away. You should not run away because your parents love you so much" the angel said. "NO, they do not love me they hate me" I said. The angel said, "They do care about you they are just afraid to show that they do care about you." "They are afraid" I said. The angel said, "Yes". Once the angel said yes she disappeared. After she disappeared I could hear dads car. I then quickly ran inside.
When my parents got inside the house I ran up to them saying, "I saw my guardian angel." my mom reacted be slapping me and saying, "There is no such thing as a guardian angel." "YES, there is a guardian angel. I saw it with my own two eyes." I said. "Stop talking nonsense little girl" my dad said. Then my dad grabbed me and started choking me saying "Since you believe in this angel why wont you go and join her." Then my mom yelled "STOP" that gave me enough time to get away and hide."
My dad yelled to my mother, "FIND HER." "NO" my mother said. "It is not right to kill her because she saw an angel. I know she is telling the truth because when I was young I saw my guardian angel." Then my dad went to his gun cabinet and pulled out a gun and pointed the gun at my mom and said in a angry voice, "Find her." "NO" my mom yelled. Then I heard a gunshot and my mom was now dead. My father then said, "No, what have I done. Honey, I will be with you soon. I am so sorry." Then I heard another gunshot and when I looked I saw that my father was dead. Then I called the police, and when they arrived I was crying on the front porch, one of them asked what is wrong and I told them what happened to my parents.
One week later I attended my parents funerals. When the funerals were over I was sent far away to new home and different parents. They were not like my other parents. Every day I would eat enough food, they were always giving me hugs and kisses, and they were always playing with me. When I moved I also made a few friends for the first time. On Sundays I would go to Sunday school. The first time I went to Sunday school I saw a man on a cross. I said to the instructor,((" I know that man up there on that cross but I do not know his name. He was there in my old house and held me close to his side as I hid there behind our couch the night that my parents died.")) The instructor then said "His name is Jesus."
This is not true
Double parentheses are lyrics from the song the little girl
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