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Jumping Through Hoops

April 11, 2016 in child abuse, Child Protective Services, CPS

Please pray for this family.  This is so unfair.

I am currently in the midst of a life destroying case with the Hamilton CPS. The man who is overseeing this is named Tom Irvine. This man is not looking out for what’s best for my children or myself, I am being treated like a criminal and drug addict even though I have zero history with the law on both accounts. I would like to tell you my story and request please that this man’s job and professionalism be looked into. Or at least my case be handled by someone with a heart and better logical outlook.

cps-meme In November, my boyfriend of 4 years picked my children up from daycare and took them to his house. This is not unusual because Gabe (my boyfriend) cares for my children 40% of the time my children all call him daddy. An incident happened and Gabe had to punish my youngest son. I’m not condoning what he did and if I was there things would have went differently but I was not there. We do not live together nor do we even live in the same town. Gabe struck my child on his face and left a nasty bruise. My youngest was questioned at school and he said that his daddy did it and Gabe got arrested.

Then CPS decided that that was not enough apparently and refused to allow me to then go home with my own children they were accusing me of knowing of the abuse and turning a blind eye when I had done nothing but cooperate with them the entire day. I had to either have my children stay at my mom’s or have someone sign a protection order and volunteer to be with me every second I was with my children for the next 30 days or my children had to go to foster care.

Fight Child Protective Services and Win I was irate, how dare they treat me like I had struck my child myself and/or watched as Gabe did it. Like I said I wasn’t even in the same town when it happened. I reluctantly agreed and found a friend with no life but to supervise me with my own flesh and blood. The 30 day protection order was done December 24th. My friend who signed up for this his name is James and is the only other person in the meeting with the CPS besides myself.

CPS never once said anything to me or him about this continuing beyond the 30 days. I never received any emails or calls or paperwork on anything else, nobody contacted me beyond December. Both of us believed that I had fulfilled my half and it was over on my end. (Why would we think otherwise.)

In January, CPS gave Gabe back his visitation rights with his own biological child as long as he had a friend sign on, to be there to supervise, why would they do this if they thought Gabe such a threat? This also says out loud to the rest of us that the case is slowly starting to be over on his end as well.

In February, I became wicked sick and was unable to care for myself let alone my children. I did not know at the time but I had beginning stages of pneumonia, I have asthma on top of that and could not breath well enough to even make it down my hallway. Gabe has been my only support forever he is not a bad person just doesn’t know what to do with his anger sometimes. He called the cps office many times trying to get them to hook him up with parenting classes, anger management, something so that he could get his family back and nobody would help him.

He looked this stuff up online himself, he called the anger management and enrolled himself and was there every Monday evening doing homework, (Gabe does not do homework). He begged me to give him another chance to let him show me that he can change. I have known Gabe for a long time and I have never seen him like this a shell of the cocky tall standing man that I once knew.

How To Get My Kids Back From Child Protective ServicesWe had a family and life together, bills and assets intertwined and I agreed to let him help me. So in February, when I became so sick Gabe came over to help me just like he would have at any other times. He made supper washed and tucked the kids in bed said prayers and everything was perfect. The next morning he got up early and packed the kids cold lunch and dropped them off at school.

My youngest then proud said to his teacher look my daddy made me cold lunch. The police then came and arrested Gabe and the next day cps came and removed my children. Now if that’s not crazy enough on that day was the first day this Tom Irvine had ever met me before in his life, he comes into my home with another lady planning on giving me a drug test right then and there as they are removing my children.

I was volatile and uncooperative, but what do you expect when you are stripping away my reason for living. The drug test was not done, I would have refused anyway based on the fact that I have zero drug history with the law and this is an abuse case not a drug case. The next day or so he tells me that if I come in and sign papers and agree to treatment that this would all be over faster. “Treatment for what?” I ask him. He doesn’t answer.

I’m not voluntarily going in and saying yes I’m on drugs just because you say it will look good on my behalf like I’m cooperating or something. How does that make sense? That can only screw me further. I will take a pee test and it will be clean there is no reason for treatment. I have never been arrested nor in jail for anything ever and do not appreciate being treated like a criminal from the get go.

They branded me as being non cooperative and forced my children into saying things that they wanted to hear and then they used my own children against me and nothing in my life has been more heartbreaking than that. If you dig enough into any body’s lives your going to find indiscretions they dug up and said terrible things about me. Letters were send to my kids elementary school to daycare and to my son’s physical therapy. I can’t pick them up, I can’t drop them off, I can’t even be seen alone with them.

Any amount of reputation I have created since moving to Montana was destroyed in an instant. Why am I being treated like I abused my children myself. The elementary school told me that if I call them again it’ll be considered harassment. Just two weeks previous to that I was in that school sitting around the table with the principal that counselor another counselor and my daughters teacher, I was a great mom then my daughter was taking leaps and bounds above where she started out everything was going fine and we were all patting ourselves on the back for a job well done and now they are having my kids write their valentine’s cards to grandma like mommy no longer exists. I can’t even breathe this is so unreal.

My lawyer then became super sick and had to have emergency surgery is was unaware of this all in knew is that I could not get a hold of her. Tom knew this, he told my lawyer that he would tell me of our upcoming court date. He then took liberties with my children and myself that I do not think would have happened if my lawyer had not been in the hospital.

He called me in for a meeting and I sat with him for a half hour hashing our case out and he never once said anything about my lawyer being in the hospital nor did he tell me of my upcoming court date. He did ask me please, “He said do not contest this in court because it will only make it worse.” You don’t want me to fight for my children I ask?

That makes no sense mostly because I have never done anything wrong in my life and I feel like this is a great injustice. And my children are my only life without them in have nothing of course I’m going to fight for my reason to breathe. He explains to me how he is 100% sure that they are going to win and that I should just cooperate.

I explain to him once again that it’s not just taking temporary custody from me it’s taking everything from me. If I loose temporary custody I loose my son’s social security, I loose child support, therefore and I’m not exaggerating I loose my home, I loose my car I literally loose everything that I have. Is it your policy to render people homeless? I beg for an alterative the crime does not fit the punishment. Tom will not listen he is so focused on winning this case that it is overlapping what should be common human decency. And by not telling me of my upcoming court date I would have missed my court appearance and CPS would have won by default. That is simply unprofessional.

Since my lawyer is recovering from surgery she requested that we push forward our court date once again. Now my court date is going to be after Easter weekend and I’m devastated. I asked my mom to ask this Tom guy, (because he won’t work with me on anything) if I can have my children for Easter weekend I wish to take them to the Easter egg hunt. I have been begging to let the same person that signed on for the 30 to sign on again to be my supervision for whatever amount of time they decree and he won’t even discuss it.

We ask if this person (James) can sign on for Easter weekend at least and now Tom said no, because they believe that James knew that I was sneaking Gabe in and did not report it — an outright lie. Tom knows that James is my only person who can do this for me and he also knows that James is my only witness that I have that is going to stand up in court saying that CPS never once informed me that they would take away custody if I let Gabe in my house past that 30 day protection order. But most of all Gabe and James are competing for the same woman and have never been in the same place at the same time.

Now that they have eliminated James from the equations I have nobody and they know it. Also it’s Easter weekend do I not have any basic emotional rights. If I myself was not the person to strike my child then why can I not be alone with them they are my children my blood my family and nothing in this world is more important to me. I just want this to be over I just want to celebrate Easter.

My youngest birthday is in two weeks and I’m crying right now just thinking about what kind of crap they are going to pull for that as well. I am not a criminal the only thing I am guilty of is being under informed and I feel like the Hamilton CPS office should then be guilty as well for not doing their job correctly. Please I do not deserve to loose everything I have over something that I did not do. My children just want to come home.

 

Monique B.
Ravalli County, Montana

 

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Foster Child Speaks Out

March 31, 2014 in Child Protective Services, corruption, foster care

help3_ezrI’m a former foster child. I had suffered abuse at home with my step dad. I stood up to my abuser and asked for the help of child protective services. He confessed and was convicted for his crime and I was placed in foster care. Even though my step dad was the criminal he was released years before I was. Foster care had become such an abusive prison for me I finally ran away, homeless out on the streets, to young to work and no where to go.

Not only do I have physical scars from the abuse I received in foster care but some days I still cry from the type of mental maltreatment I received at the hands of my supposed protectors. I’d come a long way since foster care. I had worked full time and went to school at night to finish high school and continue further in my education to become a surgical dental assistant. Later, I changed my career path and began working for scholastic books. I refused to allow CPS, my therapist, and the foster parents opinions to control who I would become or to limit my future. (I was lucky to be stubborn and rebellious.)

Here recently I’ve had a great opportunity to become connected with other former foster children, and we each share our stories with each other and give each other support. But I started to notice something. The opinions and ordeals each former foster child had faced in foster care, seemed to echo the same opinion or same unacceptable situation when thrown into foster care. For example:

An ex foster child said something recently that had caught my attention. She said, “One thing that bothers me is society says parents who use drugs, abuse their kids, neglects them, and many more things, aren’t good enough to be parents and forcefully removes the children. This very same society looks the other way when we’re abused in foster care, moved several times, remain in limbo for years without any stability.

Kids in jail

We go years if not forever, waiting to be adopted by these people, but they go overseas to adopt. We get dumped out on the street and left to survive like animals when we age out of the system with absolutely nothing. Society doesn’t care what happens after we leave our unfit parents. When in some cases the unfit parents are 100% better than the numerous foster homes who have been checked out by the state and approved. Just because we leave our unfit parents doesn’t mean we live happily ever after.”

Here are some numbers found on Wikipedia that support this former foster child’s statement.

Maltreatment per 100,000 US children.

CPS    Parents

Physical Abuse           160          59
Sexual Abuse              112          13
Neglect                          410       241
Medical Neglect             14          12
Fatalities                           6.4        1.5

I’ve also had an ex foster child contact me wondering why foster kids are treated so badly and no one pays attention. His reasoning, his temporary foster parent had run him over with her truck. He was pronounced dead but then had finally been revived. He sued the state for this and somehow only ended up with $40 thousand dollars and mass long term pain (his court appointed lawyer received the bulk of the money) and he also has many bills from the doctors, him and his bio mother are obligated to pay. ( I can understand his frustrations.)

I’ve been reading many ex foster kids stories (including having my own) and what I find is more atrocities after they were removed then what they experience at home. I can not help but wonder why this agency has made such great leaps and bounds on how to manipulate, maneuver through the law, and perfect how to remove children but they themselves have no idea how to raise children. They have spent millions upon million each year for over 30 or 40 years on these state run agencies yet in general all they have produced is abused and neglected children who go on to struggle in society.

Look at these statistics copied from children’s rights.org

  • 12-30 percent struggled with homelessness
  • 40-63 percent did not complete high school
  • 25-55 percent were unemployed; those employed had average earnings below the poverty level, and only 38 percent of those employed were still working after one year
  • 30-62 percent had trouble accessing health care due to inadequate finances or lack of insurance
  • 32-40 percent were forced to rely on some form of public assistance and 50 percent experienced extreme financial hardship
  • 31-42 percent had been arrested
  • 18-26 percent were incarcerated
  • 40-60 percent of the young women were pregnant within 12-18 months of leaving foster care.

Nancy Schaefer already further summarized all of this as, “The National Center on Child Abuse and Neglect in 1998 reported that six times as many children died in foster care than in the general public and that once removed to official “safety”, these children are far more likely to suffer abuse, including sexual molestation, than in the general population. Think what that number is today ten years later!”

Senator Nancy Schaefer reported, “that poor parents very often are targeted to lose their children because they do not have the where-with-all to hire lawyers and fight the system. Being poor does not mean you are not a good parent or that you do not love your child, or that your child should be removed and placed with strangers; that all parents are capable of making mistakes and that making a mistake does not mean your children are to be removed from the home. Even if the home is not perfect, it is home; and that’s where a child is the safest and where he or she wants to be, with family;

I’ve also read countless ex foster children’s stories of how they had been medicated for one thing after another and even witnessed an adopted child so overly medicated, he could not control himself. Thankfully after talking to his adoptive parents they agreed to slowly back him off of the 10 medications he was on. (He spent a lot of time in my home during this time) he has calmed down greatly and has now been able to focus and excel in school.

Some ex foster kids talk about the long term effects these medications have caused them, long after they have finally gotten off of the drugs. Some must continue taking different types of meds to help them deal with the after effects of the medications forced upon them in foster care, (all under the guise of being in their best interest).

Here’s one former foster child’s statement of what she had been through and how the medications affected her.

“I was living in Maryville, Tennessee and was 14 years old. I was depressed but I was a really quiet kid and a laid back type. These folks decided to start me on meds for my depression (a little red pill that I don’t know what it was) shortly after, I noticed I was feeling anxious and nervous. Then I noticed that I started having a short fuse when it came to my temper and it was more difficult to calm down. I told the group home owner this, but she wouldn’t have me taken off the meds.

I started spitting the meds into a paper Dixie cup they would give me water in to take my medications and crush the cup so no one saw. I started to feel normal again, I did that for a month before I was ratted out by another kid. Any way they took me to a doctor that put me on Paxil. The night they gave me that stuff, I was wired for sound and tried to play sumo wrestling with my roommate Donelle. The medication made me constipated and I felt overly psycho, again, no one would listen to me asking to be taken off the meds.

I also noticed I had more issues than usual on concentrating on my school work and I started being mean to others, really mean, as in hitting folks and yelling, it was like I was losing control. I found myself withdrawing because of it and crying my eyes out at every turn. That’s the same year I started having panic episodes. One day decided to ditch school and just go walking… I was told that I cussed out all of the group home staff but I do not remember it… Eric blankenship could tell you a lot about that. I was picked up by the police and taken back to the group home but then I was moved to a teen psych ward.

There at the psych ward they gave me a higher dose of Paxil and added Milloril to my meds and some pill they were telling me was a vitamin but I’m sure it was a tranquilizer because not long after taking it, I could barely hold my head up.

This went on for a month solid until a caseworker (a man) showed up to take me to my next placement. I was on those meds from foster home to foster home then one day I was taken to an all girl group home in Knoxville, Tennessee where shortly after I was abruptly changed from the Paxil and Millorill, to Prozac and Trazedone. The first time they gave me the Prozac, I was 15 years old and was being given 3 Prozac a day and my head always felt like I had a chunk of lead tied to it. Schooling was hard because it was a new place and I felt crazy out of my head. I hated everyone and everything.

I felt as if my mind was working overtime and I was suicidal because i could not calm down and in that same place I was fondled by one of the men staff workers when we went on a trip to the University of Tennessee Race Track. I would scream in the night in my sleep and I would be so nervous every day. I got defiant with the staff and would cuss this one lady in particular named Deiadra. She was a reasonably nice person but I got to where nothing mattered.

Till this very day, I am a nervous type person and I still have the panic episodes that started as a teenager, I have a very hard time coming down from any emotion whether it be anger, anxiety, joy, depression, fear, etc. I know it was because of the meds because prior to the meds, I was able to keep my emotions in check. I’m angry that this has to be this way, with me but this crap has forever changed me, along with all the being passed around like a dooby. It, all has an effect on me that, will never be normal again. I still consider myself a glitch ”

For more Facts About Aging Out visit: Children’s Rights.

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Foster care should be a LAST resort…

September 5, 2013 in Child Protective Services, corruption, foster care, Kidjacked, Michigan

Theda Clark was the name of the woman at my first foster home.  It was a temporary home. I was allowed to stay there only two weeks.  Whose dumb idea was that? I was just getting settled in.

Burger Chef

Burger Chef

I worked hard around her house, but frankly she needed the help.  She had three or four other kids, funny I don’t really recall now, just that she was always busy. She had homemade cookies and as long as I was home by six (for dinner), my time was my own.  I got to hang out with my friends at the Burger Chef.

I would sweep and mop her floors, talk her head off and sometimes even helped bake cookies.  She was a sweet grandmotherly type.  I helped her out and she treated me with respect.  I could have been happy there.  She asked Child Protective Service if she could keep me, by they turned her down.  It was with tears in my eyes and a heavy heart that I left the foster home.

Twice within just as many weeks, I was ripped away from everything I knew and loved.  Yes, I loved Theda and she will always have a special place in my heart.  Being with her was a special time.  The cleaning gave me a chance to think. Theda would slip me a couple dollars for a burger and give me some space…something I was sorely in need of.

I went through about 5 or 6 foster homes after that, one had cockroaches and I had to sleep with another girl.  I can remember thinking that was quite odd and I was not happy about it.  I had only ever slept with one other person – my Grandmother – and that was a place of honor.  The girl turned about to be about three years older than myself.  She was nice enough and we got along. I don’t recall her name.

It was during that time I learned to fit in wherever I was, whether it be a biker bar or a fancy restaurant.  I could be anyone I wanted, act any way I wanted.  Let’s just say I tried on several personas; once my name was Tony.  Another time, I went by the handle Tennis Shoe.  It was interesting but unfulfilling, and I soon tired of it.  Besides, it was hard to remember to answer to someone else’s name.

It was a crazy, mixed up, time.  I never knew when I would be forced to move.  I had no say in what happened to me.  My stuff was rifled through repeatedly and stuffed into plastic bags. It’s humiliating and degrading. I think it’s great that they now have groups who gather suitcases for foster kids.

At my last foster home I really learned not to trust anyone, and for the most part I don’t let anyone get too close anymore.  Trust is something very fragile and I can count those I trust on one hand.  Today, I have a lot of phobias.  I have to be in control but I don’t like to make decisions. It’s as bad as it sounds.

I found myself at 14 out on the streets, left to fend for myself. I stayed on people’s couches and floors at first, then it became harder to find friends to stay with.

The Salvation Army logo (Anglophone Version)

The Salvation Army

I will forever be grateful to the people at the Salvation Army.  They helped me out so much.  It was the middle of the winter in Howell, Michigan. There was about 6 inches of snow on the ground. My boyfriend and I had no place to stay, so we stole a bale of hay (sorry), dragged it under an overpass and used it for a bed.  I thought we were going to freeze to death.

The Salvation Army not only gave me clothes to wear, but a job.  Then one of the ladies had a room for me to rent. So many people have helped me along the way.  It’s the little things that people do that touch my heart.  I don’t see the world as others do, because I’ve seen the evil that exists in the world.  I’ve been homeless, eating out of trash cans, and planning where to do your business.  Where do you leave the few things you own, so you can work?

Without a place to live it’s very hard to get a job and without a job it’s impossible to eat and have a place to live.  It’s a vicious circle, it’s no wonder so few get their lives back.  I blame CPS for a lot of the troubles I’ve had in my life: they did everything they could to get me to lie about my parents.  I heard them lie in court, on the witness stand.  I am NOT an unbiased individual.  I hate CPS and will do everything I can to make sure no child lives the life I have.

Kidjacked is a place to share your stories, plan, a link to tons if information.  Are you writing letters? Are you planning an event? Send them to me, I’ll add them as soon as I can.  We can win, but we must band together and push back hard.

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Facebook Harassment Leads to Removal

April 11, 2013 in Child Protective Services, Florida, termination of parental rights, TPR

I have a daughter who was born on November 30, 2012, 15-weeks early weighing 1-lb 15 oz, after her release from the NICU she was readmitted into the hospital a few times for typical preemie issues. Since her birth we have had a page on Facebook “Reagans Place” that we have since unpublished for our families protection.

On March 16,2013, Reagan was readmitted to the hospital for feeding issues and failure to thrive after having a barium swallow study done at Wolfson Children’s Hospital on March 14, 2013. She was having an aversion to eating after the test like she was uncomfortable and since at this time she was at 6-lbs we could not afford for her to get dehydrated. Upon admission it was thought that she was uncomfortable because the barium has not passed yet so she was admitted on IV fluids and blood work and x rays were done showing the barium was still working its way through her.

Day One: in the hospital she still wasn’t eating she was on D10 with sodium and potassium, a Nasogastric tube was put in to force feeds but she threw them up, feeds were stopped so they could do a upper GI.

Day Two: the upper GI showed that she had re-flux she was put on medication, the hospital was giving her Tylenol as well because she was obviously uncomfortable she was still getting D10 with sodium and potassium and was barely eating, arching her back like she was in pain and screaming, not just for me but for nurses and doctors.

Day Three: March 18, 2013, Reagan was changed to D5 and still was refusing to eat I was getting scared that she had a lack of nutrition since her intake was so minimal and was assured she was okay, that we would force feed her through the Nasogastric tube. At around 6:00 pm, the doctor ordered a bolus of 30 ml of fluid which is about 1/6th of Reagans entire blood volume, lets remember she also had been getting fluid at 12 ml per hour for 3 days now. By 3:00 am on 3-19-2013, when they weighed her she had gained over 12 ounces and was turning purple.

I brought this concern up and was told it was gas and they must have weighed her wrong. She was still on fluid and still barely eating and obviously getting more uncomfortable and having bradycardia issues. Around 1:00 am on 3-20-2013, I called the doctor in worried Reagan looked very puffy and this doctor again said Reagan was gassy. How was my daughter gassy she wasn’t eating anything? At 3:00 am when they weighed her on 3-20-2013 she was up another 4 or 5 oz. I again questioned this and told it was of no concern!!

When the day doctor made rounds about 9:00 am on 3-20-2013, he asked me if I noticed how swollen Reagan was and I said yes and told him the night doctor told me it was all gas. This doctor sent her for tests and lab work and sure enough she was having some liver dysfunction and ascites. Her albumin levels were low according to lab work so she was given an albumin infusion and lasix and put on diuretics and over night Reagan lost over a pound and was back to a 6-lb baby and suddenly started eating like nobodies business. The doctors brought in specialists and ran all sorts of tests and the most I heard was from a genetics doctor, that Reagan had these same albumin issues in the NICU and he thinks its just something in her as a preemie that misfired when her body was stressed and lacking protein and had to much fluid. We posted all of this on her Facebook page as we updated her over 10-K followers daily through her journey.

Within hours a hate page was started attacking me called “Help Save Reagan from Her Mom” posting all sorts of legal information and more from my past. (I have screen shots of everything on the page.) I reported the page and followers reported the page and Facebook did nothing, except tell me them bullying me was violating no rules or laws. They went as far on that page to post the phone number to the hospital we were at and have people flood the hospital with calls that I must be poisoning Reagan. When they did not get the outcome they wanted from the hospital they launched an all out assault putting together a plan and posting all the information for people to make reports to DCF that Reagan was being poisoned be me. This all occurred on 3-22-2013 — Facebook still said they were violating no rules: (see Facebook dashboard below)

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You reported The truth about Reagans MOM’s photo for harassment.

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I then sent them the following email:

I would like you to know this is a page created to violently attack me and my children, they have taken pieces of court records, and photos from my Facebook and are exploiting me and my children and bullying and harassing our entire family. If Facebook can’t and won’t remove this page and ban these animals that are creating fake pages to do this I will be forced to file civil action against Facebook! What they are doing is against every rule you have on Facebook …. They are going as far as to use Facebook to file reports to DCF and to threaten my children.

How is this ok and how is this not bullying? They are using my property my intellectual property and bits and pieces of court records to constantly attack and harass me. People commit suicide for less then this! Understand that if Facebook allows this to continue I will be seeking a federal attorney to start proceedings against Facebook for civil damages to me and my family for allowing this to happen. Plenty of people, have reported this page for this attack and bullying and it needs to end. I will also take it to the media, I have screen shots of all of it and the decision by Facebook to allow this material to remain! Your own rules state:

Bullying and Harassment
Facebook does not tolerate bullying or harassment. We allow users to speak freely on matters and people of public interest, but take action on all reports of abusive behavior directed at private individuals. Repeatedly targeting other users with unwanted friend requests or messages is a form of harassment.

Hate Speech
Facebook does not permit hate speech, but distinguishes between serious and humorous speech. While we encourage you to challenge ideas, institutions, events, and practices, we do not permit individuals or groups to attack others based on their race, ethnicity, national origin, religion, sex, gender, sexual orientation, disability or medical condition.

They are guilty of both of these actions and yet Facebook still thinks this page is not violating Facebook standards?

They have also violated both of these rules by publishing information including a hospital my sick daughter was in and encouraging people to call and say my daughter was being abused and also the same with DCF giving all my personal information:

Identity and Privacy
On Facebook people connect using their real names and identities. We ask that you refrain from publishing the personal information of others without their consent. Claiming to be another person, creating a false presence for an organization, or creating multiple accounts undermines community and violates Facebooks terms.

Intellectual Property
Before sharing content on Facebook, please be sure you have the right to do so. We ask that you respect copyrights, trademarks, and other legal rights.

Again I strongly urge you to remove this page and ban them before I seek civil penalties against facebook!

Shauna Taylor

This was finally sent to them on April 7th. You may ask why it took so long to send this well here is why

When numerous people were allowed to continue bullying, stalking, and harassing my family through Facebook and personal information was allowed to be posted all these people were allowed to continuously call DCF and file reports that I was poisoning Reagans. Her doctors had NO concerns, her nurses had NO concerns, hospital social workers had NO concerns … after all a hospital social worker followed our family the entire 11 weeks Reagan was in the NICU where I sat by her side 15 hours a day every day. Yet a CPT, a child protection team by DCF was allowed to order very large volumes of tests on my daughter poking her and prodding her to see if she was in fact being poisoned.

EVERY single and I mean every single test came back clean.. When that was not enough because I have a past with Children services in California and Arizona that I have never hidden from and been very open about they decided to allege I was poisoning Reagan with iron because her iron level was 2 points higher then normal. They failed to mention to the courts that she had just had a infusion of albumin that is an iron binding product and raises blood iron serum levels.

My daughter was taken into custody and I have now not been allowed to see her for two weeks, no contact at all, it has been alleged to the judge that she was being poisoned even though her doctors are standing up for me saying that she should be home. No matter how much my state appointed attorney fights I have no chance at all because I have a past history. The state says they are going straight to terminate my parental rights and I will never see my daughter again because they are using my past without all facts against me.

And still Facebook is allowing this hate page to still do this! They keep the page up for 3 to 4 hours at a time and then it gets reported by hundred of people and the owners of the page remove the page for a few days and then come back to attack. Anyone who defends me then also gets CPS or DCF called on them alleging they belong to a cult on Facebook poisoning their children. Facebook tells me this is not bullying because I am not a teenager!

Just because I have a past does not mean my daughter was in harm if she was her doctors would have filed reports on me. Facebook is allowing people to use their site as a tool to hurt and destroy people and that is illegal.

I have taken this all to the FBI, and on 4-09-2013 met with Agent Everett out of the Jacksonville Florida Office:
FBI Jacksonville
6061 Gate Parkway
Jacksonville, FL 32256
Phone (904) 248-7000
Fax: (904) 248-7404
E-mail: Jacksonville@ic.fbi.gov

He was writing a report and giving it to the Agents who investigate and prosecute these criminal acts. He also advised a complaint be filed with www.ic3.gov and that was done on 4-9-2013 as well.

I went further and created a petition at Change.org to maybe make a difference in this so DCF cant just remove kids for life from your past or for hearsay from people who don’t even know you in an attempt to bring Reagan home.

State of Florida, Baker County Courts, DCF: Return Reagan Taylor to her parents where she belongs

I have been sent emails from the case worker from DCF that Reagan is having all the same issues in custody and pictures of her where she is scared afraid not happy and not safe. These animals on Facebook making malicious and false calls have harmed my baby and Facebook should be held accountable for allowing bullying in this magnitude or any magnitude for that matter.

I know you can’t help get my daughter back but maybe you can help hold Facebook accountable for what they allow people to do and the damage they allow people to cause to others, if I was not mentally stable and if I didnt have thousands of amazing people standing behind me this could very well have led to suicide.

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by Kidjacked Editor

Help Request: Idaho

December 31, 2012 in Child Protective Services, Idaho

I am a grandmother who raised the two children of my daughter. They were born in my house, and she took off when they were 2 and 8 months respectively.

I never in any way restricted her having the children in any way. She didn’t ask for them that often. When the oldest was 11 and a half, she decided she wanted to be a mother, and just took them, and wouldn’t give them back. The oldest is 14, and has had to deal with the homelessness of her mother.  The younger child came back to live with us after just 3 months.

The mother gave birth to another child in May 2012. In Sept. 2012, my daughter became homeless again, and left the area.

The older child stayed with me again. The baby died under strange circumstances, a month later. I arranged for the older child to VISIT her other grandmother, half sister, and father, for a month or so, to remove her from the death of her brother, her mother’s homelessness, and obvious drug abuse.

Maybe 3 weeks later, her grandmother gets tired of her being around, not due to any disrespect on the part of the child, and calls CPS and gets rid of her. I later found out that she has mental problems. She never called me, or any of my family that are all over the area. Just called CPS out of the blue.

It has been a nightmare trying to get her home. Thankfully she is staying with my sister, but all the crap they want her to do is bringing on hard feelings.

I need help!!!

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