How Could You Abuse Kids?

Tonight has been spoiled by the news popped out from QQ that another three-year-old girl was beaten to death by her step-mother. Her skull was crashed. A pretty girl with long eyelashes, that's what I can see from the pictured attached to the news, which was taken in the ICU room. Her mouth was slighted open, beautifully shaped lips. There were cuts and bruises under her eyes. The part above her eyebrows was covered several layers of gauze beneath which was the fatal injury. I can't imagine what she experienced before she died. No matter how she screamed, cried, nobody answered, where was her mother?! I can't believe a pregnant woman, who is also going to be a mother and have a baby boy or girl like her, could abuse an innocent girl alive to death. JUST CAN'T BELIEVE IT! I also have a baby girl at home. The picture of the poor girl chowed in the news just reminded me how my baby sister was like when she was three. It was the last year of my high school. I often kicked her out of my room because I was busy preparing for my university entrance examination. She just wanted to stay with me, and did something aside to catch my attention. I loved taking pictures of her, whatever she did, even sometimes when she was pissed off and complaining, which seemed also lovely for me, camera was always ready. It seemed not enough for me only to witness her growth, I wanted to record every moment of it so that I could watch it again some time later. Not only my sister, but all the kids in my neighborhood, I love them all. One of my best friends, who lives across the street and have has a baby brother who is one year and four months old, once said, "Ajun, you help bathe him more frequently than I do. Are you interested in making him your brothersister-in-law?" I guess I love kids more than others do (that's the only part Cancer is right about me) but who hates them? Not to mention abusing them!

Whenever I read news like this, I'd say that if I were to be a step-mother, I'd be the best one. Or I'll just make more money and adopt as many kids as possible. Adopting a kid is quite difficult in China. You have to be proved proven physically unable to reproduce, or if you are a man who wants to adopt a girl, there must be 40 years difference in age. I'll see what I can do. I just can't see or hear kids being abused. They are the last ones who are able to protect themselves, the last ones who know what hatred is. They can only cry, and that's the most hreatbreaking sound in the world.

How Could You Abuse Kids?

Tonight has been spoiled by the news popped popping out from QQ that another three-year-old girl was beaten to death by her step-mother. Her skull was crushed crashed. A pretty girl with long eyelashes, that's what I can see from the picture d attached to the news, which was taken in the ICU room. Her mouth was slighted open slightly with beautifully shaped lips. There were cuts and bruises under her eyes. The part area above her eyebrows was covered with several layers of gauze. Beneath this area which was the fatal injury. I can't imagine what she experienced before she died. No matter how she screamed and  cried, nobody answered. Where was her mother?! I can't believe a pregnant woman, who is also going to be a mother and have a baby boy or girl like her, could abuse an innocent girl alive to death.  I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE IT! I also have a baby girl at home. The picture of the poor girl chowed shown in the news just reminded me of how my baby sister was like when she was three. It was the last year of my high school. I often kicked her out of my room because I was busy preparing for my university entrance examination. She just wanted to stay with me, and did would do something aside to catch my attention. I loved taking pictures of her, whatever she did, even sometimes when she was pissed off and complaining, which seemed also lovely for to me. The camera was always ready. It seemed not enough for me only to witness her growth, I wanted to record every moment of it so that I could watch it again some time later. Not only my sister, but all the kids in my neighborhood, I love them all. One of my best friends, who lives across the street and have a baby brother who is one year and four months old, once said, "Ajun, you help bath him more frequently than I. Are you interested in making him your sister-in-law?" I guess I love kids more than others do (that's the only part Cancer is right about me) but who hates them? Not to mention abusing them!

Whenever I read news like this, I'd say that if I were to be a step-mother, I'd be the best one. Or I'll just make more money and adopt as many kids as possible. Adopting a kid is quite difficult in China. You have to be proved physically unable to reproduce, or if you are a man who wants to adopt a girl, there must be 40 years difference in age. I'll see what I can do. I just can't see or hear kids being abused. They are the last ones who are able to protect themselves, the last ones who know what hatred is. They can only cry, and that's the most hreatbreaking sound in the world.

sorry. I'm out of time. Will correct more later