Child Abuse Facts....Real Data & Dispair In Here.

Child Abuse Facts....Real Data & Dispair In Here.

A Story by AnnaMariaQQss
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A true story about a Lil` one, that was murdered by her Father.Very sensitive Facts inside. With the Names of so many Murdered children beside my own.It's taken me 6 months to gather the data 4 this.

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To whom it may concern,

       
(And that should be all of us).

 
Please accept this as an urgent petition,
 calling for changes to laws and ministry methods,
An end to every one of  the very disinterested.

 Public attitudes and terrifyingly brutal private attacks
On our very own precious children.

That are told about below.
 And everyone of the names as well...
That are
Named below. We want politicians
 to honor the trust they asked for.


We want the public to see and hear
What is happening around them.
We want people who know about
This terrible child beating to speak up,
Please  ignore the risk you face
By being the one,
that any someone
 called out that  you are a “ narking ” So what...
You was n
amed and pointed at. You are not three or four,
So let's stop acting like it and get the hell " over-it.
 


They’re not dobbing people in " Hide & Seek "
 They’re giving other kids the protection we didn’t give.


We want the nation’s battered and abused children to have Greater Priority than Emissions Control and
A humanly useless-yet genetically modified
Horse flu vaccine, for some other country, worlds away.


Other controversies take up time, energy and money
While this crisis of '' Literal Life And Death''
Stays suspended in time, and goes on unchallenged.


We want leaders and decision makers to act...
Like just what Those titles imply and mean.
 And the ones we all lay claim to...Everyday as well.
Be that person to make " A difference and impact "
One that will remain...Proudly a part of these very names:
Written in blue, right below.

Family, CPS, Investigators, Neighbors, Teachers,Police And anyone else it takes!
To break their years of terrible silence and indifference.
We want those who can and should act to end
 This scandal affair and unjustness ..Starting Right Now!


We can’t tell you what to do, anymore than we could end
The cruelty that killed and will kill us.
Some of us didn’t live long enough
To learn how to sign our name, much less vote.


But if we can land on the moon
Surely we can protect small children
 Who are said to be loved
And cherished so much
 Yet get beaten and neglected
For so long and so often.
Like we were.


Signed on all our Behalves :  As our stories are tearfully told Unfolded by : Someone who has cared,loved,
And rioted by rallying, enough to
 Make a difference...for all the Tomorrow's
And not Forgotten about, Yesterday's as well.

                           
Delcelia 
I was two in 1991 when my mother and her boyfriend bashed, burned and hit me so hard my appendix burst. They went to jail for manslaughter. I died.''

 Craig  My mother turned the radio up to block out the noise when my father kicked me to death in 1992. I was 11

Veronika 
I was 11 months in 1995 when a public health nurse reported she was worried about my safety. But they didn’t listen... before my' father beat me to death. ''

Tichena  I was three when CYFS took me away from my mother. My father  got custody in 1997. Three months later I died from terrible head injuries and with a badly damaged vagina.
   My dad   Was jailed for my murder, but acquitted of my rape.

 James  My name and photo were all over the media back in 1999 when I was beaten and stomped to death by my mother’s boyfriend Benny Haerewa who was out of jail after he beat me up. He got 12 years for manslaughter. I was dead at four.

  Karaitiana-Nick name LillyBug Two of my aunts were jailed for my manslaughter in 2000. I had brain swelling, bruising and lacerations to my genitals. I never had any love and died in my cot on my second birthday while my mum was out partying.

 Mereana  
I died of three serious brain injuries after my mother and her partner Dorothy Tipene beat me. I was six. My mum was sentenced to eight years in 2000 and her friend got 27 months.

 Sal  Olympia Aplin : Twins  Our stepfather was sent to jail for 25 years ,non-parole after my sister  and I died of knife wounds in 2001. We  was 12, .

 Tamati I was three in 2003,  when my foster father beat me to death because I brought a packet of jellybeans home from
Preschool, Given to me by one very nice "  volunteer''.


 Coral-Ellen When I didn’t want to go to school, my stepfather Steven Williams said I was cheeky, beat me to death and hid my body. That was 2003. I was six. My real dad had already told officials he was worried about me but that didn’t save me.
                 
Tangaroa 
I was three when my stepfather took to me in 2004 after I filled my pants because, I was frightened. Police reckoned he hit me 100 times in 20 minutes, some of it with a piece of wood  When mom came, she didn’t stop him, she slapped me.
He got life for murder........ I lost mine......
my mom got seven years.... for manslaughter.


Ngatikaura  Same with me. It was in 2006 and I was three and I filled my pants too. I got done over with a few things, One of them things, was just like a baseball bat. My stepfather and
My Mother, both got eight years for manslaughter.


 Name suppressed, What's that You say, you demand and want to know why? Because the monster(s) who murdered this baby
 Had the right to hide, when this innocent one  could not, so died!

 
 I don’t know why those guys did all this to me in 2005.
Threw me against the wall, beat me, made me eat dog poos.
 They lived with my mother. She knew it happened and did-
 Nothing to stop it. She got 18 months.
Harley Whare
got 10 years,
Jeremy Tawa
got two years.
I was dead at exactly two.


Chris and Cru   No one will say who killed us in 2006. Our father Was acquitted of murder. There are no plans
To charge Anyone else over this..... The bad head injuries, broken bones, and our stolen life either.
Because all of the " Good Guys & Detectives
Had to cope with the lies that silenced of our family.


Nia Glassie " Everyone knows what happened to me " spun around on a revolving clothesline, put into a tumble drier,
This is sad. And was very hard for me to read this.

*** Kicked around the head, thrown on the floor. Five people, including my mother, have yet to be sentenced or convicted... For abuse, Including murder and manslaughter.

    And the terrible list isn’t finished.

      Dylan , Hope, Tonga & Rimoni  We literally ended up in Star Ship this April, dead at 3,5, 6 and  7
From “unexplained head injuries”.
A woman has been charged with these murders.


  PS :  Why didn’t someone do something before now to protect us? Over all those years, and the very many others from so long ago.
These kids whose agony went undetected or the ones whom, are still in immediate danger? Please listen to our voices now.

  Kids all over our COUNTRIES..Continue to be denied by someone   who was supposed to protect them .  In states, everywhere...Just pick any 1 x 1 square on the world map. One of The Children I have mentioned above, is sure to have lived there. For the very brief time that " We Have failed them as well "
Becuase it was their only time lived  in Physical Pain & Grief.

 
I say: Why has the horror of this not got through to Lawmakers
Law Enforcers,  The families and the Whatnot... Who see's these.. Dreadful injuries and  hears the unlikely explanations too,
for example....


  “ He fell off his bike …''
'' She was on my shoulders and fell off ''
'' Maybe their younger brother injured them like that ''
'' It was all just a bit of fun”.


TOUGHER LAWS  With much LONGER Sentences
Are being screamed for and NOW HEREBY  Demanded of you.


       No more Justice Systems...That won't and never worked...
               Alone without man power standing behind
The ones that were claimed " Success " Failed again & again.


“ We must send a message that such  acts  are obscene and not tolerated ” Repeatedly is said while the speakers...Have stood on Corrupted land ..Once said or thought to hold great powers too!

What political s**t!

Our Presidents all talk of moves in the new government’s first days. So long overdue. By at least hundreds of years.  As the
petition ” below tells and shows about..
Probably much longer than that!

Child bashing and killing certainly didn’t begin as a new trend in 1991. Or in 2011 either. Nor did this Unforgivable Code Of Silence that still lingers continues to kill.

  Our new laws must find ways of dealing with this and now!  What those ( Then & Now )  Have just quit for
Understandably..  good reasons.
Now do you understand,
that perhaps maybe this is the reason. ..
The ones above have been given up
The ones  labeled, Now gone...
 The Lil ` lives that hang in balance,
 Too many to count...
This just Cannot go on........................................

But, another five-month-old  boy has a fractured skull.
 Suspected brain damage and injuries so bad
That one pediatrician had only Seen before,
In a child who fell 11 stories.


Police say the injuries were deliberately inflicted.
 Last month  five of the extended family, Including his parents
Who were there during that time frame, have closed mouths.


  Look hard at these unacceptable
Holes in the law.
 And fast.


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     I am 35 years old, I have 4 children, I live In the United States in Ohio. My name is AnnaMaria Noble.

   This is my response to this 
 And Saddened am I to say,
I know first hand about this.
The horrors and hell that
I've
taken a lot of time
to detail with great Care while
 Documenting
about here, above here,
And waiting, 
Below is my
Real Life Horror And Hell
 By having my baby murdered as well. 


 Awareness has to begin and start today!   Somewhere around where we all live. So here's to starting...Right here, Right now,

Before I answer one more needless, And very unnecessary phone call!
 

 
 I am more than ready and willing.
 And even though, I will sit here crying
tears for every innocent child
as well as my own story...
About my baby girl
Hope Rayna...
Who as of today, should've been
15 years old  along with her
 Twin sister  FaithMaria.


  Hope was born at 12: 43 AM
weighing 5'14
Faith followed at 12:44 Am
weighing 5'4.
  

        
Today is June 11th, 2011


  This is sad.  And was and is very hard for me to read and do.
But I did. Because this happened to my daughter....
Making this all to real and much  more difficult for me not to
 DO NOTHING AT ALL.

   But still, I know there is/are many other children going to go through what has already happened . So here's to all of
Our lost children...That are never forgotten about!


Here's where I am doing my part. It all starts here and stops here, a time in my life when I really thought, I had it all planned out nice and neatly. knowing exactly where I'd be with my children, their father and our happy little home.
  
I believe in my heart that her father did not intend to take her life. He was ( before that fatal night ) always the best Daddy he could be. He had prior issues, was a recovering alcoholic and was, a former pot user also.

   
Upon me finding and discovering the pot in our home, I had a fit and threatened if he did not go to AA and get clean with a good detox center I was leaving. I was then 7 months pregnant with our twins.
He went through the steps in motion, appeared to have cleaned up his act.
 
The twins were born 5 weeks early, at 5'4 and 5'15  via C-section. He was the most doting and proudest of any father anyone had ever seen, He took care of me treated me like a queen and loved our family.

  
 But something terribly went wrong in his mind one night.
Or perhaps it was just pure physical rage by someone that momentarily " snaps " converting to rage and violence.

 
 I don't know. To keep this less painful, I'll skip all the details other than to tell everyone "HOW" he killed her.
regardless of
" Being A Good man, once the Best dad " .
None of those things kept him from what he did,
And damn sure doesn't excuse his behavior and actions..
MUCH LESS make his reasons ACCEPTABLE.For becoming
" A Murder until the end of time ''
Because I am still fighting for and will continue
Being the voice for " Our fallen Angels ''.


   THESE ARE/WERE HIS WORDS, DOCUMENTED , TOLD AND FOREVER  STORED... INSIDE THE PAGES OF A POLICE  REPORT, CONFESSED  BY HIM AND ONLY HIM.

    He took Hopes life by throwing her small 4 month old body on the couch. She had been crying for over 20 or so minutes
and nothing he had done or had tried to do to soothed her.

    
So in a moment of frustration- he lost it. By forcefully throwing and tossing her down, onto the sofa,  from a standing position.
She hit the wooden arm of sofa so hard  that the impact  knocked her out,and quieted her forever. To never cry again.
 .
Stolen away and murdered by, her own father.


    It took him 9 minutes to phone for 911. In between the call and Medics getting to our home to save my baby, he called 2 of friends: One my brother & the other a long time guy friend he hung out and hunted with.

   She was air lifted to Children's Hospital, where she was pronounced " Legally Brain dead "

Three heart wrenching days later. For every minute of those  final days,  I sat beside her lifeless body, begging for any small movement.

It never happened, She never woke up. She had been brain dead since bouncing off the wooden arm of the sofa. Her tiny head hit with so much force and brutal anger, that the the very second her head was struck , she had FOREVER been silenced !

  
I used to ask myself  " what if he had not wasted so much time.
By calling two of his pals before finally calling 911....

   What if.... I had been home....Why didn't he call someone BEFORE he lost it?  Cause he was able to do so afterwards.  

My " what IFS list " goes on, and goes on, and
On..and on, onward...For Ever
.

That was the last time she was ever held in my arms.
Never  Sang to again or soothed and comforted by me...
Forever , painfully  gone.


   And I am still left with no answers that could ever explain the many questions formulated by my , " Whys , Ifs and Buts." 

Because no reason is or would ever be acceptable. No baby, child, son, sister, niece, nephew, wife, elderly, or  Anything, anybody.... Deserves to be hit and beat on.

 
And never emotionally abused either.
   
We all have the ability to walk the other way, to cool ourselves down. Before we do something so utterly stupid, it ruins another or takes another life!Ann please know and be aware...
It's  easy to take for granted  the " next times " we think  we have.

But Know " nothing is promised "....
So before you rush away heading to work or shopping
Or anything, take that extra minute to show
" How much you care and love your child , friend, spouse, etc.''

Because, remember....You just never know if and when,
" That will be the last Hello Or I Love You "  

  
We owe our loved ones more compassion and humanity
Than that and this!

    
       The father of my baby got sentenced to 5 years in prison.
That was in 1996, In October of 2001
He was out living the life again.
 
My daughter would never be or do again.


      I will leave my tears sitting here and there now....

I think, if I had done the things he had, I would've killed myself as the guilt and shame of taking my own babies life would've been it. Completely over the top.
   
We cannot change the abusers, but we can change our actions....and STOP being the
observers of such as this,being someone else's positive re-action.
  
 Yes, we owe EACH OTHER the protection of being the mouth and eyes when someone is abusing the right to know that person let alone be with them.

  
So with that said
I have vowed and swore before my self in mirror.
That I will TALK and I will TELL of my daughters injustice in HOPES that people listen and take something away, from my pain... and not make the mistakes of being another damn reaction to our babies and loved ones.

  
IF all I am ever able to do is reach 1 person, then that's maybe 1 more life or 2,3,4,5,6 and so on, that has been saved!

 
 Think before you speak friends, walk away and take a minute before you use your hands for anything other than to love, nourish, and comfort your child, friends, the anythings.

   THEN, and only then, will justice be served to the innocent children that are murdered.....

One or Two minutes will and can
Save another child's life.
And be the giving grace of yet
 Babies or children, Not having to fight.
For the very rights to live and be loved!


  With much love and the HOPES
Of restoring a little more peace,

Sincerely Yours , AnnaMaria

                  
I will proudly be my Hope's voice!



I will proudly be my Hope's voice!


I will never stop talking,to educate, to plead, beg or borrow for one ear....One person to feel a small impact from my pain that has become a part of who I am. If I can save One person, half my grief and sorrow. Or spare an innocent child....

 
" One more day, from pain . "

  Then it will never be all in - vane. Nor remain with  our  problems...In the bitter past. It's up to us ,We are these children's voices now!

So Please...Please, stand up and take a small ones hand.
 
 Today,Not tomorrow or maybe perhaps yesterday.

 But right this second friends!

You see I know...By me going public with my story, I will hope that maybe and pray that indeed somewhere, I reach out to whom ever needs or may need me. Because I know, My story may very well be " The one remembered, and passed on down the telephone wires and gossips busy hall way too!

     I will proudly be my Hope's voice!


© 2011 AnnaMariaQQss


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I am a mother of four. I had a turbulent; chaotic,impoverished childhood. Beaten; raped, tortured verbally, I had to protect the very lives of my mom and 3 siblings.I married a very troubled man. We had 4 kids. I found myself in the same position, time after time, of having to shield them from the immature, selfish, monster known as their father. All are adults now, but still have their share of emotional pain. I still bear the marks of an abused wife and mother. However; I found peace in the arms of my Heavenly Father at a young age. I do not preach my belief system, and if any are seeking a better way, I WILL STAND TO TESTIFY. Your story brought back many terrible moments for me. But I have healed. I now champion causes for child abuse, domestic violence. I am the underdog for babies slaughtered under the guise of family planning. I do believe in mother's rights, but feel the precious beings in the womb deserve to breathe oxygen. I am so sorry you lost so much. But there is a reason you named her "Hope". You know this now.Yes, we mothers, at least must stand in the gap for these innocents.I will do what I can, should you care to send me a list of resources.There is no way to rate this as even a story. It is a mother's grieving heart laid bare. Thank you so much for all the time, tears, and soulsearching this must have taken to put together.I started out by being impressed with just your profile. You have left me...overwhelmed. Please accept my hand of friendship. Some communications are not mere chance....I am Carol....masqued_muse

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I thank you kindly for helping promt the much needed awareness, I am an avid speaker....as I thank you for standing up with me. Hugs, AnnaMaria

Posted 8 Years Ago


Thank you for writing this. It is very powerful emotional writing full of truth and should be shared with everyone. For me it has brought tears and anger...we must all stand up for the children. I'm so sorry for your loss.

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I am a mother of four. I had a turbulent; chaotic,impoverished childhood. Beaten; raped, tortured verbally, I had to protect the very lives of my mom and 3 siblings.I married a very troubled man. We had 4 kids. I found myself in the same position, time after time, of having to shield them from the immature, selfish, monster known as their father. All are adults now, but still have their share of emotional pain. I still bear the marks of an abused wife and mother. However; I found peace in the arms of my Heavenly Father at a young age. I do not preach my belief system, and if any are seeking a better way, I WILL STAND TO TESTIFY. Your story brought back many terrible moments for me. But I have healed. I now champion causes for child abuse, domestic violence. I am the underdog for babies slaughtered under the guise of family planning. I do believe in mother's rights, but feel the precious beings in the womb deserve to breathe oxygen. I am so sorry you lost so much. But there is a reason you named her "Hope". You know this now.Yes, we mothers, at least must stand in the gap for these innocents.I will do what I can, should you care to send me a list of resources.There is no way to rate this as even a story. It is a mother's grieving heart laid bare. Thank you so much for all the time, tears, and soulsearching this must have taken to put together.I started out by being impressed with just your profile. You have left me...overwhelmed. Please accept my hand of friendship. Some communications are not mere chance....I am Carol....masqued_muse

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Tags: Child Abuse Awareness, Prevention, Messege, Sad, Longing, Death

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