Life after Death: The Charles Morehouse Story

A life of pain and suffering. A life for years never been spoken or told. Now Open and ready to tell a story about myself, a little boy errupted into a life which my rights are never granted. A life where i am not free, free even my private based rights. I was, seven + times forced beyond my will to do things that are harmful to my body at my time and age. You will see and hear the most horrifying type things that has ever spoken by man at this age and time. Readers open your ears as you are about to hear the most terrifying events of my life. I am Charles Morehouse, Here is my story.

as a young man, born in November 6th, 1987. I was born to a mistake waiting to happen. My mother was on crack cocaine. She was not watched carefully and had the chance to take me home, then accidents are waiting to happen. I was at 1 forced to have sex- painfully i survived! I did so recieve damage to my rectum causing severe bleeding of the rectum. Years later, i was snatched from the home. I was placed in another mistaked home, the Beck’s. I was again rapped and molested on several occassions. I was daring to do harm to one of their family members in order to exscape the danger which i was living. I was again! snatched out of the home and placed in a better place-The Morehouse family.