The Little Girl (songfic)

So I wrote this story a while back for another website I'm a member on. I know its kinda childish since a Hannah Montana fanfic but oh well its what I'm into. So here it is.



(Her parents never took the young girl to church Never spoke of His Name Never read her His Word Two non-believers walkin' lost in this world Took their baby with them, what a sad little girl)
Lilly Truscott knew,when she woke up that morning, that day was not going to be any different from any other day. She knew she would have to find something to do throughout the day.
( Her Daddy drank all day and Mommy did drugs Never wanted to play, or give kisses and hugs She'd watch the TV, and sit there on the couch While her Mom fell asleep, and her Daddy went out And the drinking and the fighting just got worse every night Behind their couch she'd be hiding, oh what a sad little life)
Her daddy would always drink and her mommy always sat in her bedroom. Her mommy would only come out to eat dinner and she always acted strange. She wouldnt play with Lilly, or anything. She also knew that night there would be no hugs or kisses. Her parents didnt love her at all.
( And like it always does, the bad just got worse With every slap and every curse Until her Daddy, in a drunken rage one night Used a gun on her Mom, and then took his life And some people from the city took the girl far away To a new Mom and a new Dad Kisses and hugs everyday)
One day thing just got worse, with the fighting between her parents. Lilly sat behind the couch,scared, as her dad beat her mom. She could hear the slurring in his voice as he screamed in his drunken rage. Next thing she heard was one shot, then another. Lilly gasped as she carefully crawled out from behind the couch and saw her mommy and daddy on the ground, surrounded in blood.
( Her first day of Sunday school, the teacher walked in And a small little girl stared at a picture of Him She said, I know that man there on that cross I don't know His name, but I know He got off Cause He was there in my old house And held me close to His side As I hid there behind our couch The night that my parents died)
The next day some people from the city came and brought Lilly to a new family. She knew that family would love her. That night she got alot of hugs and kisses. Her new mommy and daddy had her go to Sunday school that weekend. She looked up to the teacher and then looked at the cross. Lilly told her "I know that man up there. I dont know his name but I know he got off." Lilly smiled and looked at her teacher again. "He was there the night my parents died."

a reply to: krazykole27

Wonderful post, both sad and uplifting at same time.

a reply to: glend

Thank you

Isnt this already a song?

a reply to: Fargoth

Yes it is a song. Thats why I put in the title that its a songfic. I wrote a story to the song.

a reply to: krazykole27

Okie dokie