Tears and Rage
His name was Micheal. He was four. He was the first child I fell in love with and made me change my mind about children. He was blonde, skinny, and had blue eyes that lit up when he smiled. And he had the most adorable laugh. Easy-going, without a mean bone in his body, he hardly cried or threw tantrums.
And now he's dead.
His mother burned him to death. Oh, and before he died, his father molested him...maybe even raped him. And his father may also be in conspiracy with the murder.
And she also killed her 4 month old baby girl.
What is the world coming to? Why is there yet another funeral this year?
And now he's dead.
His mother burned him to death. Oh, and before he died, his father molested him...maybe even raped him. And his father may also be in conspiracy with the murder.
And she also killed her 4 month old baby girl.
What is the world coming to? Why is there yet another funeral this year?