You were only five years old,
and grew up in a world of hatred.
Your family was never there for you,
and your brothers and sisters were already grown.
No one cared to listen to you as you cried,
life was very difficult and trying.
You never really understood what was happening,
after all you were still just a child.
Your father used to come home drunk,
with bags of marijuana in his pockets.
He repeatedly beat your mother helpless,
and would always prevent her from calling the police.
He would tie her up for days,
until she settled down and her wounds healed.
Your mom told me that one Saturday you woke up,
and there he was in front of you.
He picked you up and threw you in the air.
He stood there and cruelly watched,
as you came crashing down to the floor.
Your face was all bloody and your body was bruised.
He then took you and held your arms together.
He spat in your face and started to shake you violently.
You screamed at the top of your lungs for fifteen minutes.
until finally you ran out of breath and your little heart stopped.
Your dad then put you in a suit case,
and closed the two zippers together.
He placed a pad lock on the two tags,
to make sure that no one would ever open it.
He carried you away into his car and sped off into the night.
He is the only one that knew where you were.
The next day your family and I went looking for you.
For hours we dilligently searched the house.
Under every bed and in every closet we looked
But, there was no trace of you anywhere.
Your father boarded a flight to Europe,
and decided that he was never going to return.
No one knew at the time what had happened to him.
We all thought that he just left for vacation.
A few weeks later we found a note from him.
He had written it the day that you died.
He apologized and said that you were gone,
leaving no indication of where you might be.
We all read that letter and cried together,
over a thousand times as we held hands and prayed.
It seemed hopeless that we would ever find you.
About a week later a couple found a suit case,
floating along the shallow waters of a river.
Curiosity got the best of them and they broke open the lock.
It was you my little angel, still fast asleep.
I remember going to the police department,
after I heard the story on the news.
I went there to identify your body.
I broke down in tears and screamed in agony.
I then went back home to tell your mother,
and found that she was still tied up.
Probably from that same night that you died.
She is still a little beat and is in a lot of pain but,
I think that in time she will be able to recover.
We still haven't found your father yet,
but rest assured my little angel that we will.
I am so sorry that your life ended,
in such a terrible and horrific way.
I would do anything to bring you back here,
even if it's just for another day.
I miss placing my finger in your hand,
and the way that you used to squeeze it tightly.
I miss looking into your big brown eyes,
and kissing your little round cheeks.
I remember when we went to the church to baptize you.
That was the day that you became my goddaughter.
My heart was overjoyed that I would finally have,
a little girl that I could spend time with everyday.
The first few weeks with you were quite challenging because,
you were always sick and needed medical attention.
I remember taking you to the hospital,
whenever your mom and dad were too busy.
You used to cry as the nurse removed your little shirt.
She would place you on the cold table,
in order to examine your body along with the doctor.
They took such good care of you at every visit.
Then I would put you in your car seat,
and drive you over to see my sister, your Aunt Denise.
We used to play with you for hours,
until you would finally fall asleep.
When I returned you to your mom,
she would always give me a hug and a kiss.
Thanking me for taking time out to be with you.
It was always my pleasure and I made sure that she knew that.
Sigh, I miss you so much my little girl.
As I stand here before your grave,
I want you to know that I still think about you.
Today is exactly one year that you have been gone.
The emotions and memories that I have of you
always seem to overwhelm me.
I promise to come back and visit you soon.
Please know that I will take care of your mom.
She is my best friend and someone that I will always cherish.
Please watch over us everyday as we live,
send us a message amongst the stars when you can.
Remember that I will always love you.
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