What in the world is wrong with children, these days? How does a 16 and 17-year old not know that body slamming, kicking and hitting a 7-year old can lead to “a broken wrist, more than 20 bruises, swelling of the brain and bleeding in the neck muscles and under the spine” Okay. They may not know the specifics, but they should know that you don’t do that to a young kid. Seems like you should be able to trust that your 16-year old sister won’t….kill you, ya know?
There’s something seriously wrong, y’all. Kids are not operating “right” in the head. It’s like they don’t have a clear view of what’s right and wrong, real and fake. I’m thinking about the children I babysat, when I was 16 years old. Their parents trusted that they wouldn’t come back, and find their child dead, because I decided I wanted to practice Mortal Kombat combat scenes, and use their child as a participant.
Lord knows, I get so frustrated when I read story after story, of kids gone totally and completely…off. When I look at what goes on, right here in Detroit, in our public schools. When I look at how evil, and mean-spirited children can be, towards other children especially, but not exclusively (remember the two teenage girls who hammered one of the girl’s grandmother to death AND set her on fire, because she disapproved of their lesbian relationship?) — I just feel…helpless. I’m like, “Lord, do you see these babies down here???”
A Nappy Girl
It’s tragic. The adults are just as twisted, though. The whole Megan Meier incident(MySpace)for instance. Supposedly the whole mess was masterminded by a grown woman, with a husband and children. She denies she knew what was going on, but I would not be suprised if she was lying. Kids don’t have a chance, because their parents are psycho or just not on the job.
I pray for my kids everyday. I pray that God would protect them from disgruntled students, angry, fed-up or perverted teachers, and any other people who would do them harm. I think about Virginia Tech and it still bothers me. I worry about my children. I try not to and I talk to God about it. But I still worry about them from the moment they leave the house for school, until they return home. I know what’s out there and I know that too many parents are not aware of what’s going on with their children. I don’t let my children spend the night at other children’s homes. They can visit all day long. But when the evening comes they have to come home.