by Taylor Valentine

Created on: September 23, 2009

I knew that girl.

She lived down the road.

She was a quiet girl.

She was always at home.

That girl never smiled.

That girl never spoke.

Everyone always made her

The butt of their jokes.

Why? Cause she never talked.

She always seemed distant.

She isolated herself.

The loner persona was persistent.

So people didn't care

Because she didn't either

She could have spoken up or fought

But she did neither

When she wasn't at school

No one even cared

After a few weeks

Teachers began to get scared

They called home and wrote

Without a return or a sign

That she was okay

Or even alive

So some students took the liberty

And took a trip to see

If everything was okay

And how it should be

When they arrived to the house

The door was open already

So they walked in and looked around

The air felt heavy

What they saw was a shock

And scarred them for life

There were two dead kids

And a husband and wife

Lying cold on floor

There was blood everywhere

All they could do was scream

Until the police got there

As the story turns out

The husband was crazy

And he beat up his kids

And his old lady

The girl never talked

For fear that she would say

Something about her dad

And she didn't want to pay

So she kept to herself

Because she couldn't make friends

They would all found out

And her life would end

One night her dad

Drunk and upset

Waited for his family

Who wasn't home yet

When they arrived

He had a knife in his hand

When he stabbed his wife

Both the children ran

He caught them both

And stabbed them too

First the son, then the girl

Until they were through

After they were dead

He sat and stared

And his daughter's last breath

Was "no one will care."

He sat for hours

Becoming more sober

He saw what he did

And he knew life was over

He took his life then

And died without a sound

And they lay there dead

On the cold hard ground

This is a story

That is real and true

I was one of the students

I found them dead too

Everyone is sorry

And they feel bad

They judged that poor girl

Who was murdered by her dad

She was not different

And nobody cared

And she's right, she died how she thought she would

Lonely and scared

Talk to that person

Who you think is weird

They're not as different as you or I

There's nothing to fear

Because if you be the change

And ignore all the hype

About being popular

You could change someone's life

If someone had just talked to her

She may have spoken about her home

And this could have been pervented

And she wouldn't have been alone

So yes, I knew that girl

But I never got to know her

I wish I did with all my heart

Cause then I could have shown her

That if you need someone to lean on

You'll have a friend there

But she's dead and gone now

Because no one cared.

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