Bumps and Bruises

I'm a crisis intervention specialist....at least that's what I like to think of myself these days. Last night was another dreadful experience at Albertina Kerr. Just for the safety of the public's innocence of my job duties I won't go into details. These girls I work with are treacherous and malicious. They do things that at their age most of us wouldn't have done under abnormal circumstances. Any time these events occur one or more of us wind up hurt and leaving before the end of the incident. Last night I was kicked so hard and severe that I coughed up blood and wound up with bruised ribs. How does our society allow children to develop this way? Why do parents neglect and abuse their children? Why can't us, as a community become outraged about these actions? I'm so sick and tired of living in a world were the thinking is that 'someone will always fix it if I mess up' and allow these children to be treated so horribly that they are sent to me. Where they treat me as they have been treated. I don't hate the children, I hate the people who allow these children to be this way.