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I was reading about runaways on the BBC news site ...
This article in particular..
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7149786.stm
What on earth is wrong with this lass and/or her family or upbringing that would cause her to do this?
Is this a case of something undiagnosed, or what?
Poor kiddy gets in stranger's cars and risks her life.
Anyone here ever run away from home?
This article in particular..
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7149786.stm
What on earth is wrong with this lass and/or her family or upbringing that would cause her to do this?
Is this a case of something undiagnosed, or what?
Poor kiddy gets in stranger's cars and risks her life.
Anyone here ever run away from home?
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I was reading about runaways on the BBC news site ...
This article in particular..
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7149786.stm
What on earth is wrong with this lass and/or her family or upbringing that would cause her to do this?
Is this a case of something undiagnosed, or what?
Poor kiddy gets in stranger's cars and risks her life.
Anyone here ever run away from home?
This article in particular..
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7149786.stm
What on earth is wrong with this lass and/or her family or upbringing that would cause her to do this?
Is this a case of something undiagnosed, or what?
Poor kiddy gets in stranger's cars and risks her life.
Anyone here ever run away from home?
Lack of communication seems to be a big contribution in a lot of cases. I know when I was 15 I went and moved in with my boyfriend because my Step-Dad didn't approve of him. Instead of talking to me like a person, he just ordered me about - which I didn't appreciate.
I may have only been 15, but I was pretty grown up and also 6 months pregnant at the time. (I know that a lot of people will be horrified by that, but I really have always been older than my years (and no, my son wasn't an accident ))
If my step dad had have talked to me like a human being, then I would have probably stayed where I was.
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It's really awful that kids can feel so bad that they have to run away isn't it.
Lack of communication seems to be a big contribution in a lot of cases. I know when I was 15 I went and moved in with my boyfriend because my Step-Dad didn't approve of him. Instead of talking to me like a person, he just ordered me about - which I didn't appreciate.
I may have only been 15, but I was pretty grown up and also 6 months pregnant at the time. (I know that a lot of people will be horrified by that, but I really have always been older than my years (and no, my son wasn't an accident ))
If my step dad had have talked to me like a human being, then I would have probably stayed where I was.
Lack of communication seems to be a big contribution in a lot of cases. I know when I was 15 I went and moved in with my boyfriend because my Step-Dad didn't approve of him. Instead of talking to me like a person, he just ordered me about - which I didn't appreciate.
I may have only been 15, but I was pretty grown up and also 6 months pregnant at the time. (I know that a lot of people will be horrified by that, but I really have always been older than my years (and no, my son wasn't an accident ))
If my step dad had have talked to me like a human being, then I would have probably stayed where I was.
Poor Kids where do their little lives go from there? Very Sad x
(and no I never ran away.....where to? was always the question I had.....Grans' or Aunties!! i'd never endanger myself ,I was waaay to aware for that.....comes from being a nosy newspaper reading kid!!)
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Lack of communication seems to be a big contribution in a lot of cases. I know when I was 15 I went and moved in with my boyfriend because my Step-Dad didn't approve of him. Instead of talking to me like a person, he just ordered me about - which I didn't appreciate.
I may have only been 15, but I was pretty grown up and also 6 months pregnant at the time. (I know that a lot of people will be horrified by that, but I really have always been older than my years (and no, my son wasn't an accident ))
I was pretty sure of myself when I was 15 too but couldn't have had a child then. ...
Serious kudos to you girl.
x
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This is very sad.
I'd have loved to have run away from my home as a young child and as a teenager, but fortunately, I'm a coward and was always too scared.
My sister was always running away. She'd climb out the bedroom window and I'd lie there thinking "they'll kill me if they find out she's gone".
I remember one time, after I was married, (thank God), she went in to the bathroom, locked the door, and climbed out of the bathroom window. My family lived in a flat one floor up!
When she came back to the door later that night and asked to be let back in my dad told her to come back in the way she went out. She'd to climb back up the down pipe at the side of the bathroom window and ripped off a couple of toenails in the process. Didn't stop her running.
I guess that if these kids are running that just maybe they're running from something like my childhood.
I'm beyond all that now, thankfully. but I do understand that some things in young peoples' lives are just so terrible to live with that the "unknown" is a better option. If your parents are like mine were, even the unknown has to be a better option.
And as for being pregnant at 15, one of my other sisters did just that so she could get a way from home. The best mother I ever knew had her first baby when she was 14. She has a family to be proud of to this day.
I'd have loved to have run away from my home as a young child and as a teenager, but fortunately, I'm a coward and was always too scared.
My sister was always running away. She'd climb out the bedroom window and I'd lie there thinking "they'll kill me if they find out she's gone".
I remember one time, after I was married, (thank God), she went in to the bathroom, locked the door, and climbed out of the bathroom window. My family lived in a flat one floor up!
When she came back to the door later that night and asked to be let back in my dad told her to come back in the way she went out. She'd to climb back up the down pipe at the side of the bathroom window and ripped off a couple of toenails in the process. Didn't stop her running.
I guess that if these kids are running that just maybe they're running from something like my childhood.
I'm beyond all that now, thankfully. but I do understand that some things in young peoples' lives are just so terrible to live with that the "unknown" is a better option. If your parents are like mine were, even the unknown has to be a better option.
And as for being pregnant at 15, one of my other sisters did just that so she could get a way from home. The best mother I ever knew had her first baby when she was 14. She has a family to be proud of to this day.
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I never done it, but sometimes when a child suffers from abuse, either mentally, physically, or sexually, the only way out is to run away, it doesnt really talk about her situation in details, it only says she was moved to a care home, because of behavioral problem, I do however feel very sorry for her, cause as soon as she would turn 16 all the attention will stop.
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What a sad story.
Yes, ran away myself to London when I was 14. At about midnight, met some middle aged bloke in Burger King at Piccadilly Circus, he twigged I'd run away and said did I want to crash the night on his boat in St Mary's Dock. I agreed (stupidly) and when we got back he tried to get me into bed with him (only one bed) saying he wouldn't lay a finger on me, to which I refused.
He kept saying he had a daughter my age, so he wouldn't touch me would he, and then changing his story and saying he didn't. Naturally I didn't sleep a wink that night on the boat, thinking he might do something to me in the middle of the night. Thankfully, I got away unscathed and returned home the next day. Never ran away again.
Yes, ran away myself to London when I was 14. At about midnight, met some middle aged bloke in Burger King at Piccadilly Circus, he twigged I'd run away and said did I want to crash the night on his boat in St Mary's Dock. I agreed (stupidly) and when we got back he tried to get me into bed with him (only one bed) saying he wouldn't lay a finger on me, to which I refused.
He kept saying he had a daughter my age, so he wouldn't touch me would he, and then changing his story and saying he didn't. Naturally I didn't sleep a wink that night on the boat, thinking he might do something to me in the middle of the night. Thankfully, I got away unscathed and returned home the next day. Never ran away again.
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What a sad story.
Yes, ran away myself to London when I was 14. At about midnight, met some middle aged bloke in Burger King at Piccadilly Circus, he twigged I'd run away and said did I want to crash the night on his boat in St Mary's Dock. I agreed (stupidly) and when we got back he tried to get me into bed with him (only one bed) saying he wouldn't lay a finger on me, to which I refused.
He kept saying he had a daughter my age, so he wouldn't touch me would he, and then changing his story and saying he didn't. Naturally I didn't sleep a wink that night on the boat, thinking he might do something to me in the middle of the night. Thankfully, I got away unscathed and returned home the next day. Never ran away again.
Yes, ran away myself to London when I was 14. At about midnight, met some middle aged bloke in Burger King at Piccadilly Circus, he twigged I'd run away and said did I want to crash the night on his boat in St Mary's Dock. I agreed (stupidly) and when we got back he tried to get me into bed with him (only one bed) saying he wouldn't lay a finger on me, to which I refused.
He kept saying he had a daughter my age, so he wouldn't touch me would he, and then changing his story and saying he didn't. Naturally I didn't sleep a wink that night on the boat, thinking he might do something to me in the middle of the night. Thankfully, I got away unscathed and returned home the next day. Never ran away again.
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I was reading about runaways on the BBC news site ...
This article in particular..
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7149786.stm
What on earth is wrong with this lass and/or her family or upbringing that would cause her to do this?
Is this a case of something undiagnosed, or what?
Poor kiddy gets in stranger's cars and risks her life.
Anyone here ever run away from home?
This article in particular..
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7149786.stm
What on earth is wrong with this lass and/or her family or upbringing that would cause her to do this?
Is this a case of something undiagnosed, or what?
Poor kiddy gets in stranger's cars and risks her life.
Anyone here ever run away from home?
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My folks had some right arguments, I wanted peace and quiet and jumped from the first floor balcony.....broke my leg please don't laugh
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No, when I was 17, my dad kept yelling at me and I said it was time for me to leave. He told me it wouldn't happen.... to keep quiet about it... very scornful and full of the usual macho crap, trying to belitttle me.
So I left, moved above a room in a pub, got a grant to carry on college and a part time job to pay the bills, and then invited them over for sunday lunch.
He invited me to move back in a few weeks later.
Like 17 was any big deal anyway.
My sister threatened to run away when I was little. She was about 7. The thought of her going terrified me and I begged her not to do it.
She packed her bags and everything... It was a horrible feeling.
So I left, moved above a room in a pub, got a grant to carry on college and a part time job to pay the bills, and then invited them over for sunday lunch.
He invited me to move back in a few weeks later.
Like 17 was any big deal anyway.
My sister threatened to run away when I was little. She was about 7. The thought of her going terrified me and I begged her not to do it.
She packed her bags and everything... It was a horrible feeling.
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[QUOTE=TiddlyPom;5684564]No, when I was 17, my dad kept yelling at me and I said it was time for me to leave. He told me it wouldn't happen.... to keep quiet about it... very scornful and full of the usual macho crap, trying to belitttle me.
So I left, moved above a room in a pub, got a grant to carry on college and a part time job to pay the bills, and then invited them over for sunday lunch.
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You feisty young thing you! Love the sunday lunch bit. I moved out at 17 too, couldn't wait to get out!
So I left, moved above a room in a pub, got a grant to carry on college and a part time job to pay the bills, and then invited them over for sunday lunch.
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You feisty young thing you! Love the sunday lunch bit. I moved out at 17 too, couldn't wait to get out!
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It was never easy, but I wouldn't change it for the world. He is such a brilliant, caring boy I'm amazed that he is mine sometimes
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