Kaleb Prudhomme3/5/2014HealthPaperChild abuse is a terrible thing to do to a child. If there were no child abuse there would be more children on earth. Seriously, I'm not ready to be a parent yet. My baby died on the first day and it was completely an accident but still a tragedy. When I am an adult and have a child, I will not abuse my child. It's sad that people abuse their children, I mean children are so innocent. Why doesn't abortion count as child abuse? He is still alive and they are still killing the child. Child abuse should be illegal not only in America but around the world. It is sad to think how many children die due to child abuse. The most serious acts of child abuse can end in death. Survivors may end up with emotional scars that can last long after the bursae heal. Children who have been abused are more likely to have difficulty maintaining relationships. Many of these kids have low self-esteem, depression, suicidal thoughts and other mental problems. Shaken baby syndrome is a specific form of child abuse or even regular abuse. It is the leading cause of death in the United States. Just a few seconds of tremor can cause serious brain damage or even death. Some examples of physical child abuse are burrowing a child under water, tying the child, intentionally burning the child or scolding the child with hot water, throwing an object at a child or using an object to hit the child with, starving a child, or failing to provide food to the child. Emotional abuse is a pattern of behavior that has negative effects on a child's emotional development and sense of self-worth. Ignoring a child or denying love, support, guidance, threatening, terrorizing, belittling or constantly criticizing a child is all things considered... middle of paper... a disaster. Your hands were sticky and your face was covered in syrup. You also had syrup on your forehead, I don't know how you did it. I just wish I could have invited you to your first day of school. I remember the first time I changed your cuddle I opened it and you peed on me and what's more I was wearing my favorite t-shirt. We're just walking down memory lane here. My joy in having you was that your first word was daddy. I was just rubbing it in your mother's face. I remember the first friends you made at the playground, your aunt didn't have much luck making friends. At school your aunt's so-called friends would put their backpacks on her street so she couldn't sit next to them. When my classmates and I took our children to math class for the first time, she followed the story and said welcome parents. It was fun having you.