Often time we never know what a child is thinking, but we can learn if we just watch and listen to their silent pleas.
The following story is a sad, but very serious situation in many of our lives. We often keep the truth away from our children, saying that we are protecting them but we often hurt them more. Mother please tell you children what is really going on so that they won't be lost, empty or confused. Especially parents' who are going through divorce or separations of any kind. Remember the sons often grow to hate the father, while the daughters often grow to hate the mother or even both parents. Let us stop the hate cycle by being open and honest with our children because they are stronger and smarter than we were at their age.
As you read this story imagine that this youth is you. How would you feel under these circumstance? Who would you turn to if you believe these thing had occur in your life?
"Born in the cold, cold month of December to two people who weren't married, but was together for what ever reason. Shortly after my birth they separated and my mom got custody as mothers often do. My mom and I along with other siblings moved on away from my father. When I was no older than an year and a half, my mom had another child my younger sister. Not long after her birth my mom remarried and moved us all even further away, there is where I built a home. In my under school aged years, I went to work with my step-father, traveled with the Drum and Bugle Corp, Learn my rights and wrongs, torture my siblings, and planned my daily escape from this world. I was really subcluded and sickly, but life was almost perfect. When I started school I showed an unusual and unique understanding for everything, I was bright, smart, and tiny. Though everything seemed nice on the outside, my world on the inside was awful fights, arguements, and talks of leaving. In the mid-school years my mom took my four half siblings and myself to another city to live, where we would stay for almost a year. We did move back with my step-dad and his children. There were still fights and arguements, but we never moved again until many years later. As I excelled in school and community, I lacked the feeling of love that I longed for I went many years feeling that way, but kept it hidden. I was perfect student, friend,and daughter, but I could never be a perfect sibling. I constantly got into it with my siblings, I fought then, hid things from them, and always tattled on them. But I had always loved them, all of them. And though I did so those things to them, when things got too hot, I always, somehow got them out, I always backed them up, no matter what. But I really enjoyed my two yearly visits with my birth-father. It was my get away, Though it was as if he was only doing it because he felt he had too. He himself got remarried, though he'd never mentioned me to his wife until right before they married. She never liked me and later it would cause her to leave him. By fouth grade I had been bullied on almost daily and jumped by so-called friend once. In my sixth grade year, I was raped and I felt no one cared but my best friend Anel, cared so I kept it quiet. I continued with my flawless educational status. I also shined in the community. I was well-known and loved, but that wouldn't matter much after my graduation, when my life took a down spiral to Hell! During our summer vacation, my whole life change. My mother, two sisters and I went to visit my grandma, my mother's mother, and my stepdad left us there and never did anything to get us back. My mom didn't bring any money or clothes or anything because she was suppose to only drop us off for a visit, not stay. It hurted to be left with nothing, not even love, but I knew God would make a way..."
Please be open minded cause this could be your child, a neice, nephew, grandchild or a neighbor's child. This may have even been you at one time.
Help stop child from being exploited, educate them today and be more than a parent, try being a friend.