Stop

Stop!
What did I do? What? What is it?
Please! I'm sorry.
(And I cried and I cried).
No please!
Don't hurt me any more-I'll be good!
(And I screamed and I screamed).
I'm sorry! It won't happen again, I promise!

It hurts so bad, my screams become silent.
My fear, terror
My sorrow, pain
My respect, gone.
It wasn't my fault.
The dishes were done.
Hide the Bacardi I thought.
Throw away her beer.
Flush all the drugs I thought,
And again the pain is unbearable,
It sent me straight to sleep.

Jennifer C., 18
Roxbury, Massachusetts

* Reprinted from Positive Teens Magazine Volume 4 Issue 3, May/June 2002

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