SEXUAL ABUSE

 

 

This is inspired in the post about Child Abuse wrote by my dear friend Rajib Gurung…

 

The sexual abuse is define as the participation of a child in sexual activities (since caress, touch genitals until the rape, including the penetration) without his consent, because he/she isn’t physics and emotionally ready for it.

  

   

 

 

I found a statistics that horrify me, this crime is increasing and nobody does anything…

 

The 97% of sexual assaults made for man.

The 95% of sexual assaults are well-know for the boy or girl.

The 37.5% of aggressors are direct familiars (father, uncle, cousin, grandfather)

In the 27%, the attack happened in the victim’s address.

In the 23, the aggression happened in the aggressor’s address and in the 8% in address of both.

 

 

The girls are most susceptible than boys and the major incidence about age, one of each five has less of 12 years and it isn’t important the socioeconomic level that they belong.

 

      

 

The sexual abuse symptoms in kids are similar to the symptoms that we can see in depression or severe anxiety and the nervousness and there are as follows:

 

 

-     Headache repetitive.

-     Stomachache (ailment unused).

-     Intestinal disorder.

-     Food disorder.

-     Problems for sleep.

-     Rectal symptom as pain in urination or in stool.

 

 

The kids can apart of their normal activities, have excessive fear or deficient academic achievement.  Other children can show disorderly behavior, as consume drugs, alcohol or even get involved in sexual behavior of high risk.

 

 

In case of suspicion that a kid was abuse, he must to be examining the most soon as possible for a doctor because many signs of lesions connected with the abuse are temporal.  The exam must be inside of 72 hours after the incident or its revelation.

   

 

This is a new crusade….A new one for protects children against sexual abuse….!!

 

   

 

 

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 S O L I L O Q U Y

 

I don’t have any idea about to write this time…. and now I don’t know how to do….!!

 

Any time I know what to do??…Oh my God…!! “I only know that I know nothing…” What a problem….then I don’t know anything…If it is the most likely. I always had problems with myself…The doubt is always here in my mind….I trust in everybody….I love to madness and let me lead by the passion….

 

Anyway for all these and more else…. I’m not being a good candidate for IBIBO IDOL… who will want an Idol that all time is dreaming with a fantastic life….that all time want a real love that probably will comes in a white steed to rescue me of my tower and break the gold bars and for fight with the dragoon who cares my cell…

 

If there is somebody, crazier than me plz click here blogs.ibibo.com/NORTHEASTERNBLOG and rate my post….

 

   

 

I always use my black dresses, because I carry a penalty in the soul and never wake up the looking because I don’t want to be noticed my drills blood marked on my face…Hardly anyone has seen my face lately, is that neither myself, I admit….is perhaps maybe the pain I have changed me…

 

Sitting here I can see life pass….and think that there’s nothing….Hope died with the last tear that spills…and although I would like to lift the wings and fly back to…I can’t born from my ashes….I’m not in my time…

 

Everything seemed real…. It was a beautiful dream.  My lips the burning passion of emotion at seeing going along my body with an inexplicable pleasure… I can’t see with the sunlight.  The infinite beauty of his look blinded my eyes. My hands were trembling with the emotion when I touched his shadow…

 

That sweet sensation caused on me when I heard his angelical voice, only as if I had the freedom to love him!…-I thought- every time that I saw him walking near of me…Immediately, the voice of one my daughters woke me up from my dream burning.  I returned to reality and looked around me… nothing happened…The voice was only one of them that lead me to the bath…the life is continuing…

 

Whenever I get out of the building I see he again as an inexplicable coincidence… He very attentive always greeted me and threw me sneak a look naughty….turned me crazy of love….there was a kind of chemistry between both inflaming the love bonfire…

 

If line is one and no longer can return to the past, what happens then when one is wrong, chooses the wrong person, or perhaps was correct at the time…but didn’t know the meaning of love…??? A wife can look sad love from her window and see it always happen, until they wear? Up to, expire at the end of vacuum…

 

But in my madness of love, I cant see the great man who accompanied me to church on Sundays…My husband and my three daughters were trying to fill my space, my time….my thoughts….forbidden love,….a passion, incomplete…a feeling that burns not matched the beasts of my heart….

 

At last he decided and I spoke to me for the first time…. I don’t remember the meaning of his words….I only remember that with each word he marked his name with blood on my mind….I felt yours….and yet no man…the pain I burned inside…..tears drills and again the rivers of blood run in my cheeks…The memory of that was once marked my life forever….

 

At the end, there’s nothing… My daughters grew… I still go to church every Sundays.  If I’ll open my window I see the shadow of love passing filtering his mischievous gaze that crossing which crush my heart…and there is no room in my body that is not marked with words his name…there’s no longer thought of pain…is merely the shadow of that one day I was…..

 

I hope one-day find the happiness….

 

  

 

Thanks…

 

Miranda

 

 

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Note:  This is an unreal story wrote only for fun and for The Ibibo Idol contest….any resemblance with the reality is pure coincidence…..so if you liked it click here blogs.ibibo.com/NORTHEASTERNBLOG and please rate my post ….

 

 P H O E N I X

From my ashes I will return

to reign in the paradise,

with the divine immortality

They gave to me…

With the fire power

I’ll bring the purification

And with my tears

I will cure the pain…

Only for today

I let you to see me

Only for today

I will not compete with stars…

In my existence

I will not feed myself

However, I defeat with the time

For don’t eat the forbidden fruit…

The magic of my feathers

Will involve you,

Bringing the hope

That can’t die in you…

With Love,

Miranda

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