The st.Valentines Day,Night 3 Children were attacked.

On Valentines day night,of the year in which I was 5 yrs.old ,I have a sister that was 4yrs, and another 9mts.,On this night our Mother now divorced from my Father,She went out on the night of love and flowers and candy,and we were at home in our Basement apt.with a young female babysitter.I think and I'm pretty sure,her father was the date that night of my mother, and the father of my 9mt. old sister.the very night of this incident in Cleveland ,Ohio was a rainy and cold night ,on Lake Erie's very shores were we lived about a mile.as we were at home eating our dinner a knock came to the door,it was soon a loud kick over and over and the fear in the apt.was palpable ,the baby screaming the sitter was crying as was my 4yr.old sister as well ,and then the door landed on top of me ,I felt him run across the door and as I eased from under the door I grabbed my sister and I hid her in our mothers closet,I went to grabbed the baby but I remembered not to pick her up unless my Mother was near.

so I didn't pick her up and I ran into the room were they were fighting he and our Babysitter,the room was our bedroom.as I ran into the room I saw them struggling on the bed, then the floor,I ran back to my sister and moved her under the bed,and I ran back to our room ,they were still fighting she put up a great great fight against him ,and back I ran to my sisters and I then placed her behind a chest drawers,and I ran back and as I got back to the room I didn't see him off the bed and when I got there he was on me quick and he came at me and as I turned to run he stabbed me in the upper back ,and pulled me towards him and he stabbed me in the right side then my upper left chest and then he slit my throat and he carried me through the kitchen and threw me out the window,we lived in a basement apt.,he would find my sister and because she was in a good safe place, all he could do too her is cut her arm and her piece on her nose bridge ,and the baby he did not touch at all,we learned that when we had came to the apt. earlier that very day because me had a crush on Our Mother he told her he would kill everyone in the apt.

if she wasn't there .she laughed it off.and thought nothing of it.his name was Oliver Harris.as we were found and taken to the Hospital Mt.Sinah ,I needed a transfusion the Dr.were only able to find my father,who was a sickening Jehovah's Witness this cost him his family the faith he traded for his children we have never ever been close none, nada, nope,not at all ,he cared and cares little for me he has never ever ask about my children or wanted to see them ever,he is the strangest man ever and his genes are in me.I have worked hard to not be as he is,thank you God.when he was ask for the permission for the transfusion he of course said NO!!!!!,I wasn't a Jehovah's witness,but man makes plans and God makes plan and God is the best of Planners ,and on that note in walked my Mother into the Hospital with one shoe on,she and 2 Cleveland Detectives would give me Blood .My early years were very tormented,I was nearly killed twice before the age of 10 ,and I was Molested twice once by a preacher whom poised as a barber,molesting little boys in my neighbor hood,a sad twisted Man he was.no one ever did a single thing about him and I can't understand why?,many Mothers my Mother did nothing at all.God Rest her Soul.

I eventually feel into drugs and other problems Depression I still battle with today.My Life should have been this or even that and I have had the chance to,but soon as I would go towards a stable life the dreams started to haunt me restlessness set in then the depression.the funk would be so heavy on me I wouldn't focus on the Important things in my life,I lost my family because of this very thing ,it is the Largest and the Biggest mistake's of my small life,I let them down when they were oh so young and I wallowed in my depression.and I didn't know why it was so hard for me to get my life under control. I had a Wife and Children that I Loved so very deeply I couldn't remember when I didn't Love them all. It has effected our relationship to this very Day.they still feel the scars of me not being there all of the time.But unlike my father I have never ever turned my back on them for a faith.I was always near them and I would see them around their school by going by their school,and seeing workbooks they were using in school ,even taking them with me,yes my Love for my children run deep very very deep.as does the life scars I have.My life has been so hard at times ,oh so hard.