Ashley’s Story
Oh, Ashley,
What could we have done for you
That we had not the thought to do?
Was it harder in the beginning, with everyone in shock,
Or harder at the end of it, when all there was, was talk?
You were just the victim of somebody else’s crimes.
You told so many people, so many different times.
And everybody nodded, and said what they would do,
But no one really understood the pain that you went through.
You thought it would be different, but nothing really changed.
All the problems were still there, just somewhat rearranged.
We were the ones you talked to; we tried to make it right.
But nobody was there for you in the middle of the night.
So, we made this place of safety for children, who like you,
Need someone to believe them when what they say is true.
All of them who come here will know they’re not alone; “It shouldn’t hurt to be a child” are words we’ve cast in stone.
And to the shattered family that’s been lost along the way
We offer hope and healing to get through the darkest day.
We can’t change what has happened, but we can start from here
To help them through the hurting, and put to rest their fear.
It is hard in the beginning, with everyone in shock,
But easier at the end of it, if we can really talk.
And Ashley,
So that your memory doesn’t erase
We named this center Ashley’s Place.
– Anonymous