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My Child Speaks
and the dark angel gave the white angel a feather from his wing, the only thing to destroy him, could she use it............
Friday, 13 May 2011
My Child On The Justice Situation
A Conversation Follows, my child explaining how to understand the situation we are in with the Justice System.My child says "It's like a board game, there's ladders and snakes and THING (Abuser) is right at the top. Number 100. We are at the bottom of the board, right down there." My child gestures with hands and stops to look at me to see if I understand, I beam back at my child full of pride. My child carries on "Sometimes we climb the ladders and get quite high then we hit a snake and slide back down again." My child sits back and shrugs. My child finds it difficult to explain from inside.I tell my child "You're so clever the way you see and explain things." Surely my child should be at number 100 on this board game.