Children's Community Mental Hell Overview: We have had several personal E-mail requests for an update for the original three sets of articles that we published regarding how many of our children with disabilities are being funneled through the criminal justice system i …
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Before both sides tee up to take a swing at this article let's, set some ground rules. This article is not opposing individuals being religious, it is not pro atheism, and it is not proposing one is better than the other.
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A short story about a young eleven year old girl struggling to cope and come to terms with her mother's debilitating illness. I wrote this one with a certain child in mind who went through a similar situation. The circumstances, time, and place have all been changed.
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The beginning: This series of articles will be dedicated to documenting a journey of one unfortunate child who was a consumer of a Community Mental Health organization in MI that not only had his true disabilities denied for years by his local CMH, they also tried to have h …
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She was kissing me and it was full of passion. I felt the earth shake and thought that this had never happened before. Then she started licking my face! When she began to whimper, I opened my eyes and came out of my dream. I found the room shaking, HARD.
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A couple of decades ago, in the most prosperous state of Brazil, a young man in his early twenties seemed to be doing well (by most standards), with a very bright and promising future. Then he turned his back on everything to follow the path his faith desired.
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The old merchant ship cruised into the bay, slicing through cold blue water as smooth as glass. Sharp peaks of black stone towered above the harbor like the walls of a prison. Tiny icebergs bobbed up and down, reflecting their rainbow colors in every spectrum.
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Being as bored as could be, I did what a lot of guys do. I slowly slid my hand into....... *RINGGGG* Phone rings. "Hello?" "Oh, hi Mom." "Yes...I am fine. You?" "That's good. "Okay....Be safe on your drive to church. Bye."
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This was my entry for A. Mac's and Sara G.'s contest, before trimming it down:
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Paddy, I think I'm dying. I don't mean "dying" in the generic, fate-of-all-mankind way; not as in "we're-all-going-to-die-some-day" type of statement. I really think I'm getting to the end of the race, so to speak.
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