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    dots Submission Name: Child's Unheard Voicedots

    Author: CaramelCandy
    ASL Info:    37 Female NYC
    Elite Ratio:    6.07 - 118/144/57
    Words: 313
    Class/Type: Story/
    Total Views: 903
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    Bytes: 1849

       To Children Suffering Abuse Of All Forms.

    Author's Comments:

    "I was 4 years old on the day of my birthday (October of 1978) when I became an attempted rape victim. The music was loud and playing I was the center of attention: dancing for friends and family in the middle of the dance floor. It all happened in the bathroom and no one knew what was going on. I was restrained from talking and could not yell for help. My mother noticed I was missing throughout the apartment. She had asked my grandfather where was I and he said she is in the restroom, but my grandfather didn't know that I wasn't alone. My mom screamed out my name and I wouldn't answer so she kicked the door in and found me undressed and his pants down. She nearly killed the guy, but my grandfather separated them both. It was reported, but the police said it would be torture to have me witness in court. The guy was never arrested for this heinous crime. If you are a witness to any type of abuse, please report it. You just might save a life!"

    I have been brave enough to voice a part of my life...please be brave enough to report child abuse.

    This is my voice crying out in the wilderness for children everywhere.

    Love Saby~*~

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    dotsChild's Unheard Voicedots

    ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
    Have you ever heard a child's unheard cry?
    ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~

    When tears well up inside and
    the pain is masqueraded by silence.
    The fear creeps in nightmares as
    shadows of visions surround them.

    Mind deep into their eyes; imagine
    the horror that awaits.
    Manipulative Father, Abused Mother,
    strangers identified as friends.

    Who can they trust?
    Who can hear their weeping?
    Seeping, seeping into
    the very depths of their souls.

    ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
    Here's my version of
    a Mother's Maternal love.
    ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~

    A small girl of four,
    sitting patiently on a toilet bowl.
    Waiting, waiting...click opened the door.
    Who is he? Mommy please come!

    Frightened, shaking she rushes to run.
    A friend of the family grabs a hold.
    Words unspoken her mouth was clothed;
    his zipper opened exposing all.

    So tiny the child who struggles
    in facing the loo.
    Afraid, afraid of his sickly hunger
    she escapes and aims for the door.

    The child is situated again
    This time held
    and grabbed forcefully behind.

    The voice of the unheard child
    sobbed, "Mommy...I need you now.
    Come please come.
    The bad man's gonna hurt me
    with a strange thing on his body."

    Before he performed the sodomy
    The door was kicked in
    freeing the child of physical pain.

    Posted 11/28/05, 7:12 PM

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    ||| Comments |||
      I truly appreciate this piece that you shared. It takes so much to share such a personal part of one's life, but I love you for doing it and I hope that it opens many eyes upon reading. I really hope that you are successful in helping people find their voice and report these horrible things.

    This is a horrible thing to have happened, but I am so glad that you are trying to educate people with it-I admire people that do that. I thank you for sharing this personal piece.

    | Posted on 2005-12-05 00:00:00 | by dreamweaver | [ Reply to This ]
      I think this piece is a catharsis for you and should be read based on that alone, so I cannot pick it apart either as someone else said. Your message is that we should all be aware that children are abused and molested and to always do our best to protect them and I agree. I would never let a child go into a public restroom alone until that child had some skills in protecting themselves. Martial arts for every child should begin in Kindergarten ! That is what our school's gym classes should be teaching since there will always be perverts and as the population increases , so does the amount of perverts. Damn.
    | Posted on 2005-11-29 00:00:00 | by BLee | [ Reply to This ]
      I applaud you for your courage and keep on truckin' girl! This piece made tears well up in my eyes. I cannot believe this man was not punished! You are fortunate to have such a brave and
    | Posted on 2005-11-29 00:00:00 | by evey36 | [ Reply to This ]
      I take my hat off to you for having the courage to write about something as personal, as painful as this. The poem itself was very innocent and emotional, and the message was straightforward. I commend your positive intentions in wanting to address others about issues on child abuse... lately, it's been a sad state of affairs here in my country. even worse, it always happens within the family... just sick. ...I don't know what I can critique about this piece... like one of the others said earlier, it's just too personal. But anyway... you should know that I really respect you for voicing this out, it took a lot of courage. I don't know if it happened to me, whether I would have that sort of bravery to come out and talk about it. I'm sure a lot people will feel the same way about this piece. Well done.
    | Posted on 2005-11-28 00:00:00 | by zhi wei | [ Reply to This ]
      If you aren't a therapist (of sorts), you should consider it; it's rare that something so personal and painful could be transformed into educational, even proactive, material. You possess the gift of compassion to a rare degree, and I can't think of anything critical to say about form or subject matter. This is too personal to critique. God bless you, young lady.
    | Posted on 2005-11-28 00:00:00 | by rws | [ Reply to This ]
      This write is personal and painful. I have no words of correction for this. I feel awe stricken for having read this and I am amazed that you released this to us to read. That is brave. Well done.
    Now my comments on the event itsellf cannot be written on this page without detailed events that would take place during the torture of this person. I can't imagine anyone doing this to one of my children. They would have to put me to death for the crime that I would commit against this person. Death would be not good enough for him.

    You have my deepest sympathy.

    Great detailed piece here from the mind of a survivor.

    Respect , Love and Admiration

    | Posted on 2005-11-28 00:00:00 | by Wisdom Seeker | [ Reply to This ]

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