• Body lies throbbing with abuse…fear of them coming back. Neglected into malnutrition, wishing to fly away and never come back. How could you keep me in your home like you loved me? All I saw was you beating my bones...they are brittle now. Oh, how you didn’t care how I ate! I needed love; all you gave me was a broken heart. Now Tammy is grown, lying in her bed…all those memories probably still running through her head. You should have thought about how she might be feeling, but all you thought about was you, and your angry feelings. She had a chance to live a good life, but you didn't give it to her. Lord, help her and her family. Lord, help them!