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From: Sherry ([EMAIL PROTECTED])
Subject: 38 Years Ago a Child Died...Warning Intense....
Newsgroups: alt.support.depression
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Date: 1997/10/31


                         It Seem's Like only yesterday i was a 2 year
                         old with a Big Sister Missy who was 3 for
                         such little Girl's we had been thru so so
                          much pain.

                      Missy and me would hold each others hand's
                      i seem to remember and try to comfort each
                      other after a night of pain and torture
                     Missy was the strong one she always helped
                      The best she could of someone who was only
                      Three.

                      Oct 31 1959 a night of Hell for Me
                      we thought it would be like  last
                      year a night of screams pain and
                     fear

                   This year Misy is Dressed in White
                   my face is White with fear and hers
                    matches mine for we both know to
                  wear the white Gown means Death
                  to wear the white Gown means Sacerfice
                  to the one they call Master

               The night began's and the Children are raped
               and used by Members of the Shadow of the
               Dark Star.

              Midnight draws closer and closer and Missy
              is Picked up by the Man in the Mask and she
             screams and trys to fight in her 3 year old way
            i scream Missy over and over and over till no
           voice comes out as the Man from Hell
           Drops my Sister in the Boiling Water She screams
           and then its silence and all that is left of my Sister
          is her Hair and then my mind splits and splits

         and Many Many Come to help me for a child of
        2 could not survive the pain and horror of that
       night of Hell and years of pain to come but with
      the help of all inside young and old im alive 38 years
     later to face the Memories of The Hell of that Horror
     night

   This  Night i will live over and over as the years roll
   by untill someday Missy and Me will be together
  and dance and shout
     Sherry
Oct 31 1997

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From: sherry ([EMAIL PROTECTED])
Subject: Why Christmas Hurts "Warning explict"
Newsgroups: alt.support.depression
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Date: 1997/12/19


Memories Of My 5th Christmas "Warning Intense"

        Oh Santa came and i have all these toy's i say
           so i play with my doll's and all my toy's all day
           long and i think this is the best christmas yet
           my five year old mind say's
            forgetting the horror of my life for a little while
        then night comes and Daddy come's into my
       bedroom Princess come with daddy and we go
      into his bedroom, Princess all those toys cost
    lot's of money but Daddy Santa brought them to
   me i say,well even Santa has to be paid!
       Now Princess their will be someone comming
  in here in just a min so u set on the bed like a good
girl and Daddy walk's out the Door!
  in a little while the door opens and a strange man
 comes in your such a pretty little thing he say's
wheres my Daddy i say, well im here now and you and
me our going to have alot of fun tonight! no i want my
Mommy i cry out! he grab's me puts me over his knees
and spank's me hard i cry and scream as he spanks harder
your bad little one as he hold's me down and un dress's me
their only one thing to do with bad little girl's as he pushes me on
my tummy my tiny body across pillows and starts putting a finger
up my tiny bottom i cry as he stretches me more and more
i feel him press something hard against the tiny hole
 the pain as he forces his self in me
and scream as he goes from back
to front pain so great finally he finshes im on fire as he leaves
and more men come in and take turns all night long
  but then someone joins me and helps take part of the pain
a little girl named Christmas so i go to my Love Boat where im
safe and Christmas stay's in my place
when its all over DR Tony a Sadistic DR comes and repairs
the damage and hurts me again
   my Fifth Christmas i Was Made a Child Prostitute!



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