I Was 3
My name is Kelly, I just turned 3. The problem is that I know more about pain than any other 3 year old should, when I get in trouble there is always a lesson to be learned even when I learn it while being locked in the closet.
My punishment after these lessons are usually being burnt & beaten' the others I can't even explain or say. The car pulled in, my daddy's back from the bar, He stomps in angry, yelling about how Vince ripped him off & how Charlie's gay & how the house is a mes