2009

This was when my Dad and I thought things were looking up.

This was my Worst Year;

-    I was Abused by a Woman that Claimed she was a Nurse, and then I was torn away from my Father by the State because the Woman that Abused me, and my Mother both Placed the Blame on my Father while he was at work. Dad had only been with Ms. Dawn Michele Fulcher for about 9 Months.

-    I received Severe Facial Injuries and almost had my Skull seperated from my spinal cord. After 16 and a Half Hours of Suffering while with my Mother, I was finallly taken to the local emergency room for treatment. It took my Mom another 2 1/2 Hours to get me to the Hospital. We were only less than 2 miles away. Dad was over 12 miles away and was at the Hospital over an Hour and a Half before us. Dad was there around 10:40am, and we arrived around 1:20pm. But Dad had things ready for me.

-    While at School this Year I received Bite Marks on my back, and My Dad took me to the Hospital, where once again I was Removed from his Custody. I was Injured while on my Mother's Watch, and Again, She did Nothing, Letting my Dad take me to Emergency at the Hospital, and there they Assumed that my Dad was Guilty of Causing me Harm, Because: The Guilty one always brings in the Injured. Rule of Thumb for the Medical Profession.

TIMELINE OF EVENTS: ABUSE-2009

The Wednesday before the Abuse, My dad was making arrangements for his Long-Time Friend to watch me, but Ms. Dawn Michele Fulcher said that we needed to be a supportive family and that she would watch me and then take me to my Moms Thursday.

The Thursday Morning before my Dad went to work and of Me being Dropped off by Ms. Dawn Michele Fulcher, Dad had asked if she was still allright with taking me to my Moms, and She said she would. There was no Summerschool this day.

On Friday, My Mom called my Dad at 10:21am the Friday after the Abuse Happened. I Suffered 19 hours, from time of Drop-Off until I made it to the Emergency Room.

I arrived at the Hospital and I could not see because my Eyes were so Swollen. I Heard my Dad call out to me when I finally made it to the Emergency Room, but I wanted to run to him and couldn't because I could not see where he was. Dad already had everything set up before I even arrived and they were able to get me some care immediately. As you see, I was Crying.

Here, I was with my Dad. My Mom was near, but she Ailenated herself by sitting a few feet away as my Dad rinsed my Eyes with a Rag with Cool Water on it. I was truly Happy to have my Dad there. I would have Continued to Suffer if it were just my Mom.

Here, as you can see (Above) that my Head was Conical and not rounded like in previouse pictures, Showing great force was used to Control the Damage to my Cranium. Dad kept cleaning my eyes with a cold cloth. Made me feel better and I quit crying as soon as I was able to see him. My Mom told my Dad that I was having trouble Breathing durring the Night after the Injuries. Mom did nothing to help me feel better.

Dad even found me something to eat. We were there for Hours, and I was Hungry. A Nurse actually gave up her Cereal Bars so I had Something to eat. Even though Dad was told not to come visit me at the Hospital, He did. He did 'Not' "Sneak In" as claimed. The Surveillance System would have shown that. He visited me as long as he could until he was asked to leave by the staff. No Security was necessary. Dad wanted to ensure me that he was going to be ready to return as soon as he could. Who was to know that going to be for a long time, Like Three Weeks. Then I was Given to the Accessory of the Crime, My Mom, who did nothing when she received me injured, showing she only makes bad decisions on my behalf.

Fathers Day 2009: Mother was not letting me go to my Father, even after the courts deemed it so. I had been away from him for so long because my Dad was Investigated and at First Accused of the Injuries that I took. The Investigation was still on-going. I was Weary of my Favorite Cartoon of a Yellow Sponge and a Pink Starfish because my Bedroom was Decorated with that theme.

I was actually Afraid to return to the Apartment where the Abuse Happened. At the time the Investigation was still ongoing and Ms.Dawn Michele Fulcher kept blaming my Mother. How was my Dad to know? He was at Work when it happened, and did not find out about it until 16 and 1/2 Hours later, then it took Mom 2 and 1/2 Hours before getting me to the Hospital.

The Medicine made me Tired, but I kept trying to Avoid the one who abused me.

Here is where my Dad started to really notice my Reactions to Ms. Fulcher. She was to my Left, Two seats down, but still not far enough away for my liking.

Here, it was just Dad and I. Ms. Dawn Michele Fulcher was in a Mental Institution (Where she checked herself in) Far away. My Dad still had no Information to go on with who was responsible. The Blame kept getting passed back and forth. But Dad was getting Clues.

Again, this is the Same Day, and I was feeling Safe.

And here is the "Nurse" that Caused me so much trauma. She Continued to Lie and decieve my Dad on what Happened. She told him; "I Dropped him off and left." "He Ran to his Mother." "He was fine when I dropped him off." But in Reality, my head was already swollen and yellowing from the oncoming injuries. My Mom Slept with me that Night because she Knew I was hurt upon Drop-Off. To my Dad, She is as Guilty as the one that did that to me by not seeking immediate help for me. My Dad told her that she should have called Emergency Services Immediately and gave them the Abusers Information and that could have saved a lot of time and I would have been helped earlier. My Dad was the "Only" Parent in the Hospital whenever he could be there, he was, even against the Judges Orders.

Ms. Fulcher told the Courts that She only Forced my Head on the top rail of my Bunk-Bed Once and I proceeded to smash my head on every quadrant around my head. I Never was a head banger, and am not still. That does not explain why my Skull was almost severed from my Spine. My dad has all of the Files from the Hospital, Including the CAT Scans and X-Rays that show the severity of my Injuries. She hurt me Bad, in Many ways. First Physically by the Injuries, then Emotionally by removing me from my Dad.

By the Time that I had received the Bite-Marks to my Left-Back we had moved into a house. Again, Since my Dad was the one that brought me into the Emergency Room, He was Accused, and I once again was removed from his Custody until they had Investigated the Incident. The School took the Blame but never explained what had actually happened, leaving my dad to come to his own conclusions. Horse-Bite or from another Child. 

Here, as you can see, the Bite-Marks were the Realative size of a Quarter, Much too small to be my Dad's Big Mouth. Dad Counted 9 Bite-Marks on my Back and 2 more on my Left Arm. They had to be Human Bite-Marks because of the Teeth Marks.

After the Investigation, a Girl in my classroom was removed. I think she was expressing affection, but not in a good way. 

Dad took me into the Hospital because he did not want me to get an Infection from the Bite-Marks, and he was once again Accused of Hurting me.

I had Received Groin Injuries this Year as well, and Again, those happened at School and I was under my Mom's Care, and she did nothing. It was when I was with my Dad that I received Medical Attention, and once again...He was Blamed for my Injuries. We will not show those Pictures.

Dad could only see me on Supervised Visits and that was at the Controled place of the Protective Services. Dad went through a lot to get a day set up and then the Protective Services People Reniged on him. They did this Twice. Dad Demanded to see me and on the Third time we had an Hour Together before I was returned to my Mom, the Person that let me Suffer over and over again. She knew of all the Injuries, but rather than Help me, She let me go to my Dad Injured, and when he took me to get Immediate Help, they Accused him and took me away.

Again, My Dad allowed me to Tear paper as much as I needed to alieviate the stress from these bad days.