Can't always see child abuse

They cry for our help, but we don't hear.

I don't know why, but I just remembered a little girl that was the daughter of the neighbors. Gee, this would have been at lease forty years ago. I saw the little girl one day when her mother asked to use the phone, and I noticed that the little girl was wearing a bandage on her hand where use to be one of her fingers. I asked her mother what had happened. She said that a cat had scratched her daughter, about a week before and that the finger had gotten infected and had what she said was canned green in it. So they had to remove the finger. I had no reason to think the little girl was being abused. Although, I did wonder why the mother hadn't kept a closer eye on her daughter, not to know that the girls finger was infected, until too late to save it. I did notice that the little girl hardly ever went outside. She was approximately five and I knew that at that age, children loved to play outside. I even asked the mother one day about it. She said her daughter was highly sensitive to the sun. I just kept excepting the mother's answers, that was until I saw the police, and the child protection services. or whatever they were called back then. Come and arrests the mother and father, and took the child away. I heard that the child was eventually given to one of the grandparents. The mother and father were put on parole, and shortly afterward moved away.

I was right next door to these devils. I should have saw the signs, but I didn't.

Someone else saw them, and reported something. I don't, to this day, know how the abuse of the little girl was found out, or who reported it to authorities. I'm just so thankful that some one saw it.

Hopfully, I will be able to see the signs if any other child is in trouble. We can't always see the signs of child abuse. Sometimes they are hidden from view.

Until next time God bless, And God bless the children.