Confessions of a Child

Opening

My name is unspoken. My heart has grown cold. I am in constant pain and own nothing to hold. I am hungry and hurt. I am ten years old and have no parents. I struggle to live as they beat me. I pretend to be some where else, any where else, as they force me to do those horrible things. They tie me to any thing they can find and do thing...

By the laws of science, I am lucky to be alive; In m eyes, I would be luckier if I was dead...