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Layout made by sweetie-paiI was 16 and 7 months pregnant with My Daughter, My uncle JD said to come up on the hill where He lived, He had a new stero for me. I trusted him He had given Me many gifts over the years that day..I climbed the hill to His old house where I had been raised alot by My gramma. while mom worked so I go inside and I say all happy where is it ? the stereo you have for me..He turned with a blade in is hand and said not this time slut..Your My gift..Your going to give Me some of that You been giving away all over town.I screamed No JD NO IM having a baby You cant do this..He said with the blade You will or I will cut that lil brat out of You and slit Your thoart..I was raped that day by Him and was told if I told no one would belive Me plus he would kill My Mom and dad..I left there in deep shock trying to calm down, My face white and tear streaked.I had to pass the trailor where another uncle lived..that He and His buddies were all drinking that day below the hill..I made it pass and didnt tell that day till years later and I was told You asked for it cause You went up there it seemed I always got told that..when I was being raped and abused at 7 to 14 by another uncle I spoke about before I had asked for it..when I was raped when I ran away from home it was my fault..Rape is Not the Womans fault or a childs its horrible and you feel so unclean so unworthy..so much hate builds in You at Yourself..You dont want to live anymore..You withdraw into Yourself..You have no friends..I have 1 Friend that visits Me in the nursing home,,all My other Friends are online,,,Lisa My wonderful cousin is My Sissy and is always here for Me thou We live 1000 miles apart we talk all the time and I know I am loved by her and can depend on her support.and her on mine..I have congestive heart failure and swollen legs and feet the Dr wants them elvated all the time but I cant.I need a laptop and I sure cant buy or find a used one so Im praying somehow God makes away for Me to get one..as its painful being up alot..but I go to college online and have to be.God is so good to us He meets our needs,so Im hoping someone has a extra laptop they could give away and send to Me..but thats in Gods control..I fight depression constant..over the abuse and family issues..but Im now in this fight to save the Children so I have a new reason to fight it and focus on the ones that cant speak for themselves and like Lisa and many others be a voice for them.please have Your Friends read My story and page and become My Friend..I need Friends and I want to be supportive of others also. Thank you so much lets all bring this horrible crime to a end by supporting others and getting the word out. If you know of a child being abused report it. If you know of a woman being abused report it. I couldn't help myself, I wish someone could have helped me. Thats why I'm doing this to help the one be a voice that can't be a voice for them selves.
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http://www.angertherapy.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/images/childabu se.jpghttp://www.stolenchildhood.net/images/child_abuse_2_50 .jpgOhter Survivor's standing strong to bring awareness to the world. Lets all join together in this fight and stop this vicious cycle of abuse on the innocent children and women.http://www.kirwanesque.com/politics/images/california/ Child%20Abuse.jpghttp://www.kirwanesque.com/politics/images/ california/Rape%20reversal.jpghttp://www.kirwanesque.com/pol itics/images/california/Rape.jpgThere is no peace....The night falls gentle upon the earthbut hard within the heart of a terror-filled child.There is no peace this nightbut a sentry-like awareness ofevery noise, every movementwithin the house.A silent prayer is taken upon the wingsof the mourning dovewho waters the ground below with its tearswatching puddles form where each drop landsforming a new ocean of sorrow.There is no peace this night.The tender child draws itselfinto a tiny ball as if to disappear... footsteps are heard in the hall"please no" is whispered, "please go" is prayedas the doorknob quietly turns.There is no peace this night.The dove soars higher, shaking sobs within its breastpenetrating clouds, gliding on windseeking its sourcelooking for the Lightknowing there will be no peace this night.The shadow falls acrossclenched fists, tousled curls,drawn up limbs, eyes squeezed shutagainst the scene about to unfoldscarcely breathing, knowingthere is no peace this night.Feverishly winging towardthe rainbow of light and celestial destination,the dove contracts and gasps with the painof its little charges' spiritand delivers the messageTo the being of Light & Beautywho swoops down to grasp the hand of the childand deliver its pain to another dimensionto be stored until the child is strongerand able to face the reality of evil on the earth.The angel cradles her charge,gently rocking, while tears stream down her face...mixing with the silent tears of the child.The dove quietly sings its grievous song of mourningfor the lost innocence of this precious tot.There is no peace this night.

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