Stories of Lost Children
Lost My Five Boys At The Hands Of Own Wife
by Michael Kitzmüller, Preetz, Schleswig Holstein, Germany
The Holiday Season 2007 will be one to remember for me forever, but not in a good way. My "dearest" (sarcasm) wife offered me a break to go visit friends of the family in Berlin. It all happened so fast. She went away and came back some hours later with a ticket and €200 cash and said the train leaves in one hour so hurry! I gathered some things and there was my Aidan and my Ronan at the door and I bent down and told Aidan who was looking directly at me..Papa will go see Angie in Berlin, only 4x´s to sleep and then Papa is there again. And I gave him a hug and a kiss and told him I love him and he smiled at me and Ronan was smiling too. But my Liam, Justin and Jonas I did not see them..and then this beast hugged me and told me to have fun in Berlin. She called me several times underway to see where I was. I asked if all is okay. The last call came at 22:20 and she asked again where I was and was surprised that I was in the fast train already..but now I know why her voice sounded so..she now knew at this point even if I decided I did not want to go, there´s no turning back until Berlin and so she could carry out her sick plan. She made food for the children with sleeping medication and they all went upstairs and watched cartoons and after they´d fallen deep asleep, one by one she took them downstairs and any time in the night took the final step and put plastic bags over their heads. Official cause of death..suffocation; murdered by their own mother! I am a rollercoaster of emotions..some hours goes on the straight away, others deep down..others riding high from anger.
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