Meet An Angel By The Name Of Raijan McDaniels! ***messymandella***

Look into those eyes.

If you look in his eyes long enough you imagine his that burning sensation in his body as he looked up in horror and glanced at someone he called mommy; and disturbing last hours, or can you?

If we watch the news we are more inclined to believe faces like Raijan’s are everywhere and that his life was stolen but not vindicated, but this case is different.

In the end no one fought for his life, until it was too late.

I am praying that the reason he is an angel now gone away  is because of his mother’s Post Traumatic Stress, which is something that she could not regulate, that caused her actions.

There is yellow tape around a lifeless home, that in the end did not bring shelter, and it once contained laughter and toys.

Now it is too late.

The fact remains that no soul or heart beat is in Raijan and no amount of tears or money can bring him back.

Why should you keep reading, why should we care? THESE stories matter too. WE have to stop this murder, and we also have to protect our boys and girls.

We may have someone in our personal circle that you feel may exhibit dangerous behavior; you will not be a snitch, if it saves a life! It improves the situation of home and well-being and demonstrate to the youth that we love them as our own .

We have an accountability to provide security to a child.

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Tears from you and I will never bring him back, but ask questions and end the in, if the Steward of that child fails we can’t be an innocent bystander.

When children are murdered and we noticed but ignored the signs we let them down.

Where is the innocence in that…

8-year-old Raijon Daniels (above) died after allegedly being beaten, tortured and possibly ‘forced’ to drink household cleaner by his mother Teresa Marie Moses (pictured above). Police in Richmond, CA., say, this is one of the worst cases of child abuse they’ve ever seen. A few of the officers have already requested therapy.

Moses, 23, was arrested on suspicion of murder, torture, child endangerment and child abuse. Police said the boy was covered head to toe with injuries and he lived in horrible conditions, staying in a locked room (which resembled a jail cell) outfitted with a surveillance camera and handcuffed to a bed.

Moses fed him food that was mixed in a blender, mainly spaghetti and beans. Moses works for UPS as a supervisor and told police that she had disciplined him for what she perceived to be misbehavior. She thought he was playing mind games with her when he urinated on an uncovered mattress with no blanket.

In 2005, Raijon ran away by jumping out a second floor window and then stole toys at a store because he didn’t have any at home. Authorities filed a report with Child Protective Services but he was returned to his mother.

Last Friday, police arrived to find Raijon non responsive with traces of vomit on his face. Raijon had whip marks, burns, cuts and scars that covered every inch of his body. His mother admitted to pouring household cleaners over his genitals to discourage him from urinating.

During the interrogation, Moses was strictly business and didn’t appear remorseful and never once asked about how her son was doing. When police told her that he was dead, she tried to cry but no tears came out.

Ironically, Moses also has a three year old daughter who also lived in the apartment. Unlike her son, her daughter was unharmed and her room was filled with toys. She has been placed in Child Protection Services…”

Mommy is home…

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2316739/Mother-freed-THREE-years-sentenced-torturing-year-old-son-death-fleetingly-legally-insane.html

“A San Francisco woman who tortured, abused and murdered her eight-year-old son is a free woman today, seven years after her little boy was found dead in a pool of his own vomit in 2006 and three years after she was sentenced.

Teresa Moses, 30, from Richmond, was declared not guilty by reason of insanity in 2010 for killing her son Raijon Daniels and has spent the last three years in a mental hospital receiving treatment for a condition that doctors have called ‘fleeting’.

No longer deemed a risk to society, the rehabilitated mother has been placed in Contra Costa County’s Forensic Conditional Release Program, known as Con-REP under which her continued recovery will be monitored closely. 

Ms Moses was mother to Raijon and a younger daughter who was placed in foster care while she awaited trial…”

 

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Stop Bullying Our Youth:The Story Of Rehtaeh Parsons***messymandella***

A message from her father:rae003

“My daughter was three years old when we went to watch Babe: Pig in the City. There’s a part in the movie when Babe knocks over a goldfish bowl and the fish falls onto the floor and starts flopping around. When this happened Rae suddenly stood up on her chair in the movie theatre and started screaming for someone to help the fish. She cried for it as I tried to reassure her Babe would help (thank God he did) and that the fish would be alright.

That was the nature of my daughter Rehtaeh. She was like that her whole life. I couldn’t go for a walk in Halifax with her without her asking me for change to give to someone in need. She was always looking out for people or animals that needed help. She called Animal Control Services on our neighbors because they left their dog outside too long. Her room and her life was always full of little creatures.

Sometimes her heart was too big, sometimes it scared me.

They say parents need to teach their children. Instead, it was Rehtaeh who was my teacher. My precious gift. She was the absolute best part of my life.

There’s a wooden box in my house that holds all the memories I have of my beautiful little girl. The outfit she wore home from the hospital, a hand print in clay, art, school cards and drawings, mementoes of her life. Even a newspaper dated December 9th, 1995, the day she came into this world.

I tried to keep it all for her, to have someday when she grew up and had her own family. That day will never come.

Rehtaeh died April 7th at 11:15 PM. She was 17 years old.

She died struggling to live, much as she spent the last 18 months. She hung on right to the very end, when the nurses were telling us if she couldn’t be declared brain dead soon they couldn’t use her as an organ donor. We couldn’t wait any longer. She couldn’t live any longer. And right at the last moment there was a change in her blood pressure as the last part of her brain gave away. She knew she had to leave. It was time to let go and find peace.

It was so like her to hang on right up until the very last second. To give us all a chance to hold her hand, wipe her tears away, and kiss her beautiful face for the last time.

I tried my best to save my daughter’s life. I believe that in my heart.

I asked her repeatedly what I could do, was I doing enough, what did she want from me? She said she just wanted me to be her dad. To make her laugh. To do everything possible to keep a part of her life normal. She said it helped more than I could ever know.

I prayed for the best while I prepared her for the worst. We went to counseling together. Sometimes I was the driver, sometimes the father, sometimes the counselor.”

The worst nightmare of my life has just begun. I loved my beautiful baby with all my heart. She meant everything to me. I felt her heart beating in my soul from the moment she was born until the moment she died. We were a team. We were best pals. We often sat on my couch and laughed until we could hardly speak. When we weren’t together she would call me or text me every single day, just to say hi, to say she loved me. The life I had with my daughter was a rare thing. It was wonderful, it consumed me. I was defined by it. It made my life rich and beautiful.She was amazing.”

 

 

Charlie Bothuell Jr. Is Alive, But His Parents Are Full Of It !***messymandella***!

“He was last seen wearing a red shirt, black and gray pajama pants and a black and gray Phat Farm Jacket.
If anyone has seen Charlie, please contact the Detroit Police Department’s Criminal Investigations at 313-596-1140.”

As the entire world waited and prayed that Charlie’s dead body would be located,  faith in humanity Well, let’s not be hasty because the story took an unexplained twist.

The child was in his own house,and discovered in his on basement. Charlie, allegedly said, “I  have been here the whole time?”

The reaction of the father is not comical by any means but, a little off-putting and quite frankly disturbing and uneasy to watch.

Yep,Charlie Jr. was at his “home sweet home” but now where did the blood come from and the PVC Pipe?

What went wrong? Were the FBI and people searched for a staged kidnapping?

Questions: Why did Charlie Sr. seemed a little Why was Charlie Brothuell’s lie detector test inconclusive?

Why did the Step-Mother decline to take a lie detector?

Why was Charlie’s step mom’s lip busted, while she seemed emotionless during the recovery of her son, what was she hiding under those shades?

Charlie looked damned surprised when he realized that Nancy Grace’s Titanium Hair Helmet wanted answers, and so do we!

 Some how the father did not have his phone charged, even though he was frantically waiting for word on the disappearance of his long-lost son.

How do you reside in the same dwelling as your family and still remain undiscovered for almost two weeks?

People cough, sneeze, snore, and movement is always detected even by an small rodent, why didn’t anyone hear him?

Why was a 5 gallon drum and some food down in the basement?

Was Charlie Jr. upset with living conditions, and ran away?

The father loses patience with the media, and now we as a nation are more concerned about Charlie Jr. and who has his best interest at heart.

That stepmother and her Stepford Wife approach was dry, and agitated at best.  

The detective said, the wife left, the wife stated she was ordered to leave the premises.

Something is not right…

The media will find truth eventually and  Charlie hopefully will find peace in the unexplained situation.

I don’t know Charlie, but this story at first seemed like a nightmare, and I am wondering would the family waste time and money on a hoax.

Charlie is alive, and that is a blessing in itself.

 

Lil Terio And His Weight Wars, Will Not End Well! ***messymandella***

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Ohh Kill Em!
 If Terrio don’t drop The Weight, that is exactly what will happen!

That little cute chubby boy with that humorous and energetic dance steps, rose to “Vine” Victory and captured the attention and entertained and even inspired Hip Hop Artist to let him tag along with their entourage and involvement in their commercial endeavors. He signed with a Talent Agent, and now will also have his own reality show.

  His weight and big body has now stopped being comical and now are harboring on plain child endangerment.
 We can get so immersed in the fame and money , but as his parents continue to embrace his fame, he keeps gaining weight to the point of him not being able to walk.

 Terio is now wobbling and now his little fame has endangered, his frame and health and fitness.

Where are his parents?

Who is feeding this baby like a prize money cow?

He is not going to bring you money if he is dead, or has heart problems.
Don’t think it can happen?

 

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 I had a cousin named Annie and we grew up as sisters and she was always my protector.

She was so real, protective and funny and loved me.

When women wanted to fight me, she would tell them, “Yes, my cousin is prissy and girlie, but if she wasn’t my cousin I wouldn’t like her either. However, She is my cousin, so ya’ll going to leave her alone.” I would be like, “thanks, thanks a lot, I guess?” She took care of her petite little cousin, that was hated on for who I was and my outer appearance.

She was always enormous  and full of energy and life, and was not afraid to fight men either.

SHE WOULD WIN EACH FIGHT!
She and I have always been sisters and she loved me with all her heart…
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Annie’s weight eventually destroyed her entire heart and the doctor told her if she didn’t lose weight she would be dead by 31.

My cousin passed away at 32 Years Old of a heart attack, and we traveled to Gastonia, North Carolina to be there when they pulled the plug, on my sister.

 As I was crying, I looked up and noticed that my sSister still had the burn mark from the iron, when she was 9 years old.

My sister is no longer with me, and I will never let her son ever lose our families love.

He will be 4 Years Old and I will make sure it will not happen to him, dying from over eating?
 It is time to stop laughing at Terio and get him some guidance.

It is ethically unfair to not step in to intervine, when his parents don’t seem to give a damn.

He can’t drive to Burger King. Stop feeding him 17 corn dogs, and feed him vegetables.

He is wearing his heart down every single day because of his weight gain and neglect from his family.
If he doesn’t lose weight, his heart will eventually be too feeble for Gastric Bypass Surgery.
 That is the only reason my cousin was unable to receive it, her heart was weakened over the years from all of the weight.

We laughed at her size, and her eating because we never assumed she could die at the age of 32 Years Old.
 She was about the size of Terrio in her adolescent years.

Obesity destroyed a mother, my sister and part of my heart,  Annie! She did not  have any time with her son.  She always said, “I know I have a bad heart, but let me see my son gradute from high school. God can take me then!”

I still have not deleted her phone number out of my old cell phone.

She will never answer, but at least that number, and her son are proof my first cousin, my sister was here!
 Help Terio survive.

It is not comical watching someone destroy their heart muscles, and suffer from hypertension before they become 35 years old. He can still have these componets and garner money, but someone should stop allowing him to eat himself to death, to feed their pockets.

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Sandy Hook Angels: Evil Did Not Win***messymandella*** I Love You Babies!

The smiles and laughter of a child stays in your conscious and mind forever.

Those Angelic whispers penetrate the hearts on all people.

Let the families of the loved ones grieve in peace!

Become a representation, let them know we are thinking of them and in their time of reflection!

Transmit your prayers in to heart!

We should still respect  their privacy.

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I Was Molested! ***messymandella***

           I am doing well, now. Things have been crazy this year. I know I am supposed to keep growing but I have kept a secret. Telling you this now, its hard trying to be strong. Sometimes it feels like the people who you show love to have other plans behind your back. The life I live has changed me forever.
I have told people who I knew that I had something terrible happen in my child hood.
           
        I was molested when I was 5 years old. I was told by my older cousin that if I said anything he would kill my family and it would be my fault. He put my uncles hunting rifle to my head.
           I still have nightmares about the hurt, and the loneliness. So its so hard for me to trust people at times. I have lived a life of pain, and betrayal.
         When I trust someone and they lie, or go behind my back it makes me feel like that 5-year-old girl in the bathroom, crying while covering her eyes as the tears stained my face. As a little girl I would ask myself, often maybe I have done something wrong, or is this what I am supposed to do?
Some people make you feel like you are nothing. They just lie, and show no regard for a child’s life.

               I am hurt, that my cousin died, and I never got to ask him “Why?” I have always felt that if you are a an older cousin you protect a five-year old. I was a baby.
Why is messymandella telling you this story? Everyone should know your story, and how you survived. I pray that this story will open the eyes of most that assume family won’t molest children. Sadly, most of the people I know who suffered from child abuse admit that their abuser was indeed family or a trusted family friend. It took time for me to realize that being molested wasn’t my fault.
              It was devastating to me but I had to keep going. If you have a friend that has changed for the worst, be truthful. NO ONE SHOULD TREAT YOU LIKE YOU ARE NOTHING. When someone hurts me I turn into that crying little girl for a second. Then I remember the woman I have become. I will never respect people who molest children. I am naturally petite as an adult. Can you imagine me at 5, begging for a 6 foot, 300 pound person to stop overpowering me? I was terrified, and I later found out I wasn’t the only one.

           My other female cousin was abused as well. She had to have surgery because he messed her up terrible. She can’t have children because of the abuse. instead of my uncle, letting his son rot in prison, he decided to put a lien on the house to pay for his sorry son’s attorney, and bribe my cousin to drop the charges, and say she was lying. Now that house is out of our family because he never could pay to get the lien from house, and went into debt. Lives have been ruined. You should never blame yourself, when people hurt you. As the terrific things start to happen, you will find that will give you inner strength to help others.
                I told my dad when I was a teenager about the abuse. He had this look in his eye that I will never forget, and he looked at me and said, “Thank you for not telling me then, because if you did I would be in prison now for manslaughter.” It is so damaging when I hear children and women being abused mentally, physically, or manipulated with no regard. Your life is special and I have nightmares, but it makes me fight harder for our babies. No one should steal your innocence, or use you for there sexual gratification, just because they can do it.

 

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