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Characters: Magda, OCs
Disclaimer: The author makes no
claim to owning the rights of anything to do with Terry Pratchett or Discworld.
Good Girl
I can hear his footsteps in the hall
I hid my sister in the closet
He says he likes me best of all
If I'm a bad girl, he won't like me any more
I hear the door creak open, and try to lie still, to let him think I'm sleeping, that he should go away tonight. Just tonight, just tonight But I know he won't I'm a bad girl
I can hear his breathing Heavy breathing The jingle of his belt buckle at the end of the bed I won't cry
I can smell his breath when he leans over me Puts his hand under my night gown, between my legs Notherenothere! He touches me where I'm a bad girl, and
the bedsprings creak with his weight nothere! it hurts so much, so much, and I can't cry or Lussa will be scared, but it hurts, it hurts, and I can't help it I can't help it Don't tell Mama, don't tell, don't tell, he says
That I don't tell his secrets My Papa says he loves me As long as I don't tell. |