What is wrong with people?

Mistress

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Today my mother called to tell me of the death of a neighbor's child I had met right as I was in the process of moving back to Kentucky at the age of 17. My mother and stepfather had been living in a trailor park near the Gilmore's. My mother was good friends with Stephanie, and she loved Stephanie's children to death, including the 13 year old mentioned in the articles. I never cared for Stephaine and Trent too much but they 'seemed' nice enough and Stephanie had an amazing collection of Disney snowglobes that were very beautiful and expensive.

Anyways my mother was in tears she cared for those children greatly and neither of us had any idea they were capable of doing that.

Here's the articles as heart wrenching as they are:

http://www.accessatlanta.com/ajc/metro/0802/08teendies.html

http://www.11alive.com/news/news_article.asp?storyid=20169

Info from my mother who lives in Georgia says that Trent had stuffed towels around the 13 year old's (Not saying her name) bedroom's door to keep the stench out of her death. They are still working on figuring out how she had exactly died, whether natural causes or neglect. The eleven year old sister is the one who discovered her sister's body, she ran toa neighbor's house and called 911, but of course her sister had already been dead for more then a day. She is now in social services while her little brother is else where. It's sad...really sad.

I've met these people, I've been in their home.....I spent Christmas of 97 with them. I talked to the 13 year old, and even though she could not talk back due to her Cerebral palsy it still does not change the fact that I 'knew' these people.....
 
I'm sorry. :rose:

I really don't understand why such things happen. I try very hard not to give up on people.
 
And you know what sucks the most?

I honestly felt creeped out being around the 13 year old because of her disability, I tried not to let it show, but the feeling was still there. I get nervous around people like that, I feel uncomfortable because I am afraid of something like that happening to me, or to my children. When I was around her I was hit with some many emotions from sadness to nervousness to a ton of other discomfort feelings.....

And now it makes me feel like...I'm shallow and I honestly don't think I am, but when you grow up in a place that does not have these situations (Cerebral Palsy, Mental Retardation, Down-Syndrome) it makes you nervous to be around it.

And now after this, I feel horrible that I felt that way, and I feel horrible that I couldn't see what kind of people these were. I just feel horrible period, for me, for the siblings of this girl, and even for the parents.
 
I thik it is just becuase some people are just damn sick in the head.

Sorry about the news, but it is normal for you to be shaken up at a time like this. It is not always easy being around someone who has a disability. How to act, what to say... then when something bad like this happens it is all brought to the forefront of your thoughts.
 
When and if I hear anymore I'll let you know, I'm sure my mother will be calling or contacting me on IMs to let me know more once they find out what happened. This whole thing creeps me out, really brings back thoughts that I really did not want to come back regarding the christmas I spent down there.

Ice Cold thanks.....
 
God, how horrible.

It makes me ill to think that it could go that far before someone intervened.
 
Mistress,
Feeling uncomfortable does not make you a bad person. You could not have known.

Please ease up on you. :rose:
 
I read an article on the girl's death this morning and thought to myself "oh, what a horrible tragedy!" and moved on to the next story.

I think it's the kind of disassociation that I showed this morning that allows stuff like this to happen, Mistress. My callousness this morning is just amplified by the people who actually *do* these things. We've become so self-consumed and self-centered, a nation of individuals instead of active parts of the whole, that gratification of our every whim becomes more important than caring for the needs of others.

Some people seem to take that to extremes. They let their children starve so they have money for their fix, or they feed a quart of vodka to their kid to get him to stop crying or they simply neglect them, either benignly or fatally as in the case of your mother's neighbor.

It is a tragedy, and you and your mother have my condolences for being touched so personally by it.
 
It seems they starved her to death in her room. She was on a feeding tube.
 
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