Tag Archives: Metaphors of Childhood
Butterfly, a Story of a Child’s Sexual Abuse
This is a children’s book, with easy to understand illustrations and words, that told of a story of horror, that’s usually, not spoken about: childhood sexual abuse, translated by me… Duo-Duo is a happy child, she loved swinging on the … Continue reading →
Posted in Adults Misbehaving, Assaults/Rapes, Beliefs, Child Endangerment, Childhood Innocence, Crimes & Punishments, Crimes in Progress, Experiences of Life, Facts, Innocence Lost, Law & Dis-Order/Civil Disobedience, Lies You Told, Love Became an Excuse, Overcoming Obstacles in Life, Properties of Life, Sex Crimes, the Consequences of Life, The Trials of Life, Things Left Behind, Traumas of the Younger Years, Unspecified, Values of Life, Welfare of Children, Words of Experts
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Tagged Abusing Her Trust, Children's Story Written for the Adults, Finding Her Truth, Metaphors of Childhood, the Sexual Molestation of a Young Child, When Children Can't Find Their Words
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She Dreamed of Cotton Candy…
She closed her eyes, and dreamed of cotton candy, soft, fluffy, sweet, and it feels good, as she’d, licked it off her lips… She dreamed of cotton candy, that her mommy’s boyfriend always, took her to get, every time he’d … Continue reading →
The Monsters that Came, Deep, in the Nights…
There were, the monsters that came, deep, in the nights, to hurt me, and, they’d, muffled me up, and no matter how hard I’d screamed, atop of my lungs, there wasn’t, any sound from me to be heard! The monsters … Continue reading →
Posted in Childhood Innocence, Experiences of Life, Lessons of Life, Properties of Life, Ranting About Life, the Consequences of Life, The Trials of Life, Traumas of the Younger Years, Values of Life
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Tagged Irrational Fears, Metaphors of Childhood, Monsters of Childhood, Re-Experiencing the Traumas of Childhood
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Drowned, in the Sea of Words
I got on this ship, and went sailing, not knowing, that there was, this huge storm that awaits me, out in the, open seas… And, as I sailed, farther off-shore, the waves started, becoming choppier, and choppier, and before I … Continue reading →
Life, the Obstacle Course 