Possible Trigger re Child Abuse
I seldom Reblog but there is a reason. Child Abuse is so real and prevalent today, though we maybe don’t want to believe it. Over 40 years ago we had a neighbour, a father of a child maybe 1-1 1/2 years old. He wasn’t very sociable but on occasion with his child in his arms he would pass the time of day. The thing is, in my spirit I just felt something wasn’t right. Sometimes I would hear the little girl cry, but I said .. “of course all children cry’…. One time it went on for awhile and still I rationalized it… I was so close to calling the police to investigate but I didn’t.. Why? because I thought..”what if I’m way off base; after all I don’t have any proof of any abuse etc.?” There came a point when I determined I had to follow through on my gut instinct; but when I did, he had moved very suddenly. Again, instead of doing something… there weren’t the hot lines like there are now… I told myself I was imagining or exaggerating the whole thing. But you know what? I still remember when I hear something like this story… “What if I was right, and I did nothing?” Diane
This post deals with sensitive subject matter regarding the abuse of a child.
I am sharing this story to bring awareness to this topic, which is often referred to as a “silent crime,” because the victims are often traumatized into silence.
The first part of this story is fiction. I wrote an account of how this child’s life could have been, based on very real experiences I have had working with children.
The second part of this story, starting where I met this child, is non-fiction. Only the name has been changed.
“Someday, I will squeeze through those cracks and look in from the other side. And this is what I will see…”
The frigid air stung as Lisa peered through the fractures in the panes. Ricky rubbed his eyes. No curtains were hung to catch the breeze that brings beauty to a room.
“Get away from that goddamned window. You little shits. And…
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