Louis Capois

I finally went to the police station and filed a report against Louis. I don't think I got everything I wanted to say out. I think I did okay job. I'm stressed and exhausted. It's amazing the things you cant remember when under pressure. Basic things. But early in the morning, when no one is around...things get clearer. Here's a blog I wrote on May 28, 2008. It said my current mood was 'angry.' I must have just had a dream about him, because I wrote this, or submitted this, at 6:11am.

Louis Capois

Current mood:angry
He was my first foster father. looked liked a gorrilla. He was extra black, extra fat, and had extra yellow, widely spread teeth. He looked at us hungrily. He always looked at us funny. When I was a child, at first I thought it was admiration, then I began to think it was jealousy, for we were little gods and goddesses in the presence of wild beasts...They both stank, reeked of hatred. It was obvious that they hated life and were tired of taking in little nigger children and getting paid less than what they deserved. Fortunately for them, we were like the fucking jackpot. They got paid a lot more than other foster parents for keeping us and they got to look at something beautiful, innocent, and untainted. Not for long, though. Heh. I tried to keep the kids in the room with me. But no, it was not..."normal" for brothers and sisters our age to bathe together, or sleep in the same room together, according to policy. So that was the first transition into seperation, I guess. But I got to keep Toule. He was still just a baby and my maternal instinct made me fight to keep him with me (go figure, maternal instinct at eleven). Well, it was fine besides the fact that it was filthy, I always had to cook and clean, bathe the children, change diapers, read bedtime stories, and tuck them into bed, pick out clean clothes for the next day, and Louis...who had liked to...play. It started with a playful squeeze on my knee. Then painful ones...But for some reason, his hand went further and further up my leg everyday. I used to look at him so confused like I didn't know he was doing. And I bet he thought, these are primitive children. But I knew about men, and how "no" was never an answer, at least not in the books I read. And I knew that he could make reports, say we were bad together, have us seperated. They wouldn't let us speak to our mother. There was no salvation. So it was either me, or India and she was only like six or seven. Or, oh god! Carri, who looked like a little girl. I bet that monkey would've loved to turn my beautiful, long-haired, fair-skinned prince of a brother into a winged rectal ranger...No...So I let him, and hoped that Mommy would hurry up and come save us. Every day...It felt so wrong, you know? And who was I going to tell? The stupid social workers who put us there in there in the first place, who stole us from our mother? I had to protect my family, no matter what I had to go through. I knew that.
One day, Carri went to his friends house and didn't come home for five hours. I begged Louis to let me go find him and he told me no, that he keep his little punk ass outside all night. So I resolved to sneak out and go get my baby brother, and I was sneaking out the door, India came up behind me and said, "Please don't leave me with him." God! When I saw her face, the terrified look in her eyes, I was so scared that he hadn't stopped at me...I never asked her. But I can never forget her eyes that day. So I took her hand, and we quietly snuck outside. Hours later we eventually found Carri at his friend's. We tried to go back but Louis wouldn't let us in. So we went to my friend's house. We sat there for three hours before Stacy's dad finally threatened to call the police if he didn't let us in. Of course, Louis finally let us in. Black men...all you have to do is think "police" and they become extremely cooperative. Well, when we got inside, Carri and India immediately as I told them to do. I was following behind but apparently Louis had other ideas. He started screaming at me. I calmly told him he was wrong for letting my brother go outside without supervision, wrong for locking us out, and wrong for trying to lecture. I told him that apparently I was mature than he, a better fit parent, and had a better grasp on adulthood and responsibility means (yes, I said that, almost word for word. I read a lot). Well, guess what, folks? He didn't like that too much. He told me I was now on time out. I laughed so he pushed towards the wall. I hated people putting their hands on me, especially him, for obvious reasons, so I started crying and spun on him saying, my mother doesn't make me go on "time out" so what made him think he had the right to. I leaned and said "don't treat me like a child now...You haven't done that since I've been here." And he slammed me into the wall with such force, my god. I was in so much pain I could barely stand up. This man was at least 300 lbs. I wasn't more than 63 lbs. He told me that I would be seperated from Carri and India and Toule and that we would all be lost in the system. We would never go home. Three days later, Carri, India and I were placed in a home with John and Veronica Beasley while the black apes kept my white little brother. Go figure. I never got medical attention in foster care despite my begging and complaining because of the pain I was in. I was told that my pain was mental. Come to find out my vertebrae was twisted and I walked with a slight limp because my pelvis was so lopsided...The best part is...all of this happened, being molested and permanently crippled, in the course of 16 days. Ha.
6:11 AM

I didn't remember all of this when I was making the report. But it doesn't matter. It's all gonna come out eventually.

Happy Birthday Baby Boy

Today Toule is officially a teenager. It's odd, no one seems affected. Like the world is just going on. It's still spinning. He was supposed to have a bar mitzvah. He was supposed to be with us. I can't even call him. This is absolutely unfair. We should have all been together today. I'm too upset to write anymore. Happy birthday, little brother. I love you.

Who am I? Girl, Interrupted

It's been awhile since my last post. I haven't known what to say. Yesterday, a bag of Mom's correspondences with Virginia Beach officials popped up. It's a lot of her begging for help, since we got taken into foster care in 2000. I saw a picture of myself and Carri, India and Toulle, back when we were innocent. I miss being innocent.

I'm going to court with my mom on Thursday. I'm going to stand in front of that judge and tell him how Louis Capois molested and abused me. I don't know how he'll take it. I don't care. I just want justice. I want him to be held accountable for what he did to us. When I'm 30 I'll need to a cane or a back brace or worse. I'm 3 months pregnant and terrified of what it's going to feel like when I get bigger. I've been in constant pain for 11 years. I've had constant nightmares about him for 11 years. I want him to feel the fear and terror that I feel when he goes to prison and someone is touching him when he doesn't want to be touched.

More Lies From VBDHS

So, today India got her "Foster Care Plan" for David. It is full of lies, misinformation. Oh, gosh. It's almost too much. When we read it, we just all got so upset, so distraught. I can't believe that people can really get together like this and just lie on an entire family. I was going to touch on their crap reports later. My next blog was going to be about India's experiences in foster care, but now, seeing as how they've made up so many lies, I feel the need to share them with you. As I write what they wrote, in brackets [] I will correct their lies. So here is the

Foster Care Service Plan: Part A

Court File No: JJ-198958

Oasis Case No: 20030847

Case Name: Styles

Date Prepared: June 21, 2011

Date Filed: June 27, 2011

The Code of Virginia requires the involvement of birth parents/prior custodians, foster parents, and the child (where applicable) in the mutual development of the Service Plan. [I was the legal guardian, my mother has been the custodian of David almost since he was born but we are not a party to the case and we are not involved in the service plan]. Part A should reflect the involvement and responsibility of the parties mentioned above. Part A is to be distributed to all involved.

Child: David J. Styles Birthdate: 03/24/2009

Reason for New Service Plan: Initial Service Plan/Dispositional Service Plan: Hearing

Date of most recent removal from own home: 05/04/2011 [David was removed from Ritz Carlton Hotel in Philadelphia on 05/05/2011]

Date of custody: 05/04/2011

Official Custody: Emergency Removal

Custody Disposition: DSS Custody

Legal Basis for Custody: Abuse/Neglect [Judge Dugger said that even though David was not abused or neglected based off of testimony of multiple social workers and police officers, he would still find David abused and neglected. Philadelphia PD Officer Harvey, who saw David with no clothes on, said that David was completely fine. Officer Davis, who also saw David with no clothes on, because he had just gotten of the tub, said nothing contrary.]

Program Goal: Return to Own Home/Concurrent Goal: Relative Placement

Target Date for Achievement: 06/21/2012 [Please note that they intend to keep David for at least a year]

1. Discuss how and why child came into care.

On March 21, 2011 Virginia Beach Child Protective Services (CPS) received a referral regarding the alleged Physical Neglect (Inadequate Supervision) of an unknown 2-year-old child by his mother, India Styles. [If anyone knows India especially by name, they know her child's name. He's the topic of all of her conversations. Which goes back to what I said in my first entry-that a person who does not know India or David still had the exact address and name of India and David...also please note, the people holding India's belongings only know her by the name Jennifer] The report alleged that the child was observed the previous Friday, March 18, 2011, to be unsupervised in the condominium parking lot for approximately 10 minutes. The child allegedly was only wearing pants and shirt.[What was a child supposed to be wearing, it was a sunny day. Also, they continuously use the word 'alleged'] The mother then "dragged the child" back inside the house. The report further indicated that there was yelling and screaming at the home at "all hours of the day and night" including at 2:30am. Social Worker (SW) Lapid responded to 3520 Dublin Court, Virginia Beach, Virginia 23453, which was the address listed in the referral. SW Lapid arrived at the home and Tiffany Hartley answered the door. [uh-oh. You remember what I said about Tiffany, right? Let me also state about Tiffany that she is legally mentally handicapped and her mother receives SSI for her. Tiffany is 27 yo.] Ms. Hartley indicated she resided in the home with the 2-year-old child, David Styles [how did she 'indicate' such information?], and his mother, India Styles. She also indicated there were two other roommates who resided in the home by the name of Michelle and Bob, last names unknown. [Once again, India did not live here. She has resided in North Carolina since she turned 18 in January] SW Lapid asked Ms. Hartley the whereabouts of India Styles and she had indicated that India Styles just left to go to the grocery store and did not know when she would return. SW Lapid was denied entry into the home to see the child. [You know what they say about inviting vampires into your home? No lie, the same goes for social workers] The mother of the child, India Styles, age 18, fled the home after the SW Lapid's visit. [Really? Where did she get this information? Did she see India fleeing the home? Which home? The one in North Carolina, where she was? Bravo]

India Styles has had previous involvement with CPS. On November 10, 2008, India was charged with assault on a family member, involing [learn to spell] her biological mother, Charlotte Styles and biological sister, Emalia Styles, in the Hampton Juvenile and Domestic Relations Court. [In case you all forgot, I am Emalia Styles. I wasn't there that day. They actually mean my sister Jerrus (Joey) Shoup, but they just had to throw my name in there somehow, I guess] India Styles was placed in Secure Detention. Upon her release from detention, her mother refused to allow her to return to the home [New lie. Mom actually asked for services for India because she was concerned for her safety. The courts decided to place India in foster care] reporting that she was not willing to participate in services [once again, my mom is the one who asked for the services], to include, in-home therapeutic counseling [In SW speak, that means having a worker hired from a private agency through social services coming into our home--I'm sure you can imagine that none of us were okay with that], Healthy Start for India and her unborn child [a program our mother signed her up for], and the outreach program via Hampton Juvenile Court Services. India and her mother were linked with the Family Stabilization program, however, during her court dispositional, India Styles was adjudicated into foster care as a part of her disposition for the criminal charges [meaning they found India delinquent and thought the best thing would be to put her back into the system with the very people that denied her services and made her delinquent]. The court found that continued placement in the home was contrary to the best interest of India Styles [even though Judge Taylor said that he wasn't going to do what was in the best interest of the child per some Williamsburg ruling the prior month-completely unrelated to India].

India Styles remained in foster care until age 18. At that time, she refused to continue in foster care and was discharged from foster care just prior to moving to Virginia Beach [once again, India informed workers and court that she was moving to North Carolina] with her son, David. SW Lapid made repeated attempts to contact India Styles, but was unsuccessful. India Styles has taken David from place to place in an effort to evade CPS. [where does this information come from? India only lived in one place. Is this just guessing on SW Lapid's part? Where are her verifiable sources of information?] On May 2, 2011, India Styles emerged [pause...'emerged?' They left out the fact that they had already spoken with India on April 25, 2011 and that India confirmed David was not in the state and that...once again...she resided in NC] for a court hearing in the Hampton court on an appeal for a criminal conviction (assault of a police officer and assault of a family member). India Styles met with SW and refused to tell SW about David's whereabouts. [I hate to keep repeating myself, but once again, India met with SW Lapid -I was present- on April 25th. She did not speak with SW at all on May 2] The judge made it a condition of India Styles' bond that she advise her prior Hampton foster care worker, David's location. [Missing a few words there? Okay, I'll quit picking on their stupidity...or try anyway] The judge [Taylor] gave India until 9am on May 3, 2011 to make the notification. Ms Styles refused to give information about where David could be found. [Negative: India was advised May 2 by her attorney Alexander Suhli to not violate her fifth amendment right; on May 3, Suhli explained to Judge Taylor that even though he didn't believe India should give any information, she was prepared to say what she knows--that David was in Pennsylvania with Mom even though she did not have a direct phone number or address. Judge Taylor said he didn't care and it was too late and arrested her] The judge revoked Ms. Styles' bond and she was placed in jail on May 3, 2011.

SW Lapid staffed the case and it was determined that a petition would be filed requesting an emergency removal [based on what grounds? Alleged reports?] On May 4, 2011, SW filed a petition for an emergency removal order in the Hampton Juvenile and Domestic Court. The Virginia Beach Human Services was awarded custody of David May 4, 2011. [Hold on...I thought we were in Hampton...How could CPS for Virginia Beach be granted custody?] CPS and the Hampton police followed every possible lead in an effort to locate David. [Meaning they followed me home and banged on the door of all my known friends] Social Workers [Okay, I know I said I wouldn't nitpick but why do they have their titles capitalized like they're gods?] and police visited homes in Hampton, Newport News, Norfolk and Virginia Beach in making attempts to locate David. Leads were followed up on in North Carolina, Texas and Pennsylvania. David was located in Philadelphia on May 5, 2011. He was placed in protective c [yes it stopped right there]

2. Describe DSS and other agency services to prevent removal. If no services given, explain why.

Virginia Beach Human Services was awarded custody of David Styles on May 4, 2011. David was considered missing and in danger until he was found in Philadelphia on May 5, 2011. [Okay, what indication did anyone have that David was in danger?] He was found with maternal grandmother, Charlotte Styles. Charlotte Styles was arrested for abduction [when was she ever told she couldn't have David? I didn't tell her that. India didn't tell her that, either] and David was taken into custody by Philadelphia CPS. India Styles remained in jail until her release on May 18, 2011. Services had previously been offered to India Styles by Hampton DSS. India was non-compliant. [I'm sorry. I remember Judge Dugger reprimanding Hampton DSS in open court for not providing India the services she needed and for failing as a child protective agency] Virginia Beach CPS was unable to offer services, as India was non-compliant and was evading CPS. [What is 'non-compliant?' And is she evading you if you're just too stupid to find her? It's not like she had a lot of friends or went a lot of places. Hell, for 2 weeks she was in jail. Or was she evading you there, too?]

3. Describe child's situation at the time placement occurred or custody transferred. Information relative to family, health and education must be addressed.

David Styles (age 2) was located in Philadelphia on May 5, 2011. He had been last seen with maternal grandmother, Charlotte Styles. Charlotte Styles was arrested for abduction on May 5, 2011. At the time of placement in foster care, his mother, India Styles, was incarcerated at the Hampton City jail. [Now let me get this straight: On May 3, you put the mother in jail. On May 5, you put the grandmother and custodian in prison. Where was he supposed to go now, besides to you, since he had family in PA that you wouldn't give him to?] She was charged with felony assault and battery on a police officer and was sentenced to 12 months in jail with 11 months suspended. [But that's not why India was in jail. India was in jail because she couldn't give the information they were for. She didn't know it. But she was ready to perjure herself just not to go to jail] India Styles is diagnosed with Adjustment Disorder [You mean she wasn't able to adjust to going to foster care as a little girl and being abused with no recourse, and then having to go through it all again just a few later? Oh, gosh. She has issues] with mixed disturbances of emotions and conduct and neglect of child victim issues [the issues you gave her that the appellate court recognized] and Personality Disorder Not Otherwise Specified (Paranoid Traits) [In case you guys didn't know, that's called a Wastebasket diagnosis which means she was given a fake diagnosis for non-medical reasons...Google it. And also it means they just don't like her] According to India Styles, she and Charlotte Styles have gone back and forth with caring for David since he was born [How could that be true if she was in foster care and her foster mother Barbara Douglas would not give India permission to have David stay with her]; however, Charlotte Styles has been the main caretaker for David since he was born. On May 6, 2011, SW Jennifer Lapid and SW Hannah Brown flew to Philadelphia and brought David back to Virginia Beach. [Philadelphia DHS made no report of abuse regarding David] Upon meeting David, he immediately smiled and said, "hi" to SWs. He went to SWs without incident and only cried when he was unable to run around or was re-directed for hitting or throwing things [That was completely outside of David's character. He loved his toys. He did not throw them] David had a visible scratch on the left side of his face, about 2 inches long. He also had several other scratches on both his legs near his ankles and his stomach. [Where did these scratches come from? Philadelphia Officers Harvey and Davis saw him completely nude and did not report any such marks on David. When did this happen to him? Certainly, not in the care of Charlotte Styles] It appeared as though David may have scratched himself as SWs observed his nails to be long. [How could that be when David was a well-groomed child?] David also had 2, possibly 3, missing teeth on the bottom right side of his mouth. It is unknown what happened to those teeth. [Actually it was the bottom front TWO teeth. Also, on June 15, my mother and I met with workers Jennifer Lapid and Sharon Hosea. Sharon Hosea questioned Mom about David's teeth and she gave a...dissertation about the incident--Halloween (I describe it in my first entry). So why on June 21, 6 days later, are they saying they do not know what happened? Even though there are medical reports to confirm] It was reported that David was allergic to milk. SW Lapid and SW Brown were presented with 2 cans of Gerber Soy Milk powdered formula (0-12 months) and one packet of baby food. [Are you saying that the Philadelphia officials did not provide David with the proper nutrition once he was out of Mom's care? Also, after SWs were informed that David was allergic to milk, they decided to taunt India by telling her they had given it to him any (Thanks Ophelia Watley)] David did not have any other clothes except the shorts, t-shirt and jacket he was wearing. [Why would he have any other clothes since David and Mom were staying with my aunt and she was only staying at the hotel for the day...for fun] It was also unknown whether or not David was up-to-date on his immunizations and/or if had ever had any medical care. [I guess you should have asked, then]

4. Describe Placement:

a. Type of Placement

Foster Home, Non-relative [Wait, I thought India, then relative was the goal. Where were these efforts exerted?]

b.1. Describe efforts made to locate and place child with absent father,

maternal relatives and paternal relatives (throughout the life of the case

as appropriate).

b.2. Describe efforts which have been made to place the child in the least

restrictive (most family-like) setting available, consistent with the best

interests and special needs of the child.

b.1. On May, 17, 2011, Sharon Hosea, VBDHS Foster Care Social Worker, and

Gwendolyn Corbin, VBDHS Social Work Assistant, met with India Styles at the

Hampton City jail. India was informed of her son's placement in foster care and

provided a VBDHS Parent Information Booklet. India Styles was explained, in detail, t this agency's responsibility to provide her with services and the support needed to

assist her in gaining her child's custody. She was cooperative, inquisitive and pleasant duiring the meeting. India Styles was asked to provide information regarding

relatives to allow this agency to explore placement options for David. India explained

that her mother, Charlotte Styles, had been the primary caretaker for David and

recommended David be placed back in her care. [That just goes to show you how confident India was in Mom's caretaking abilities] India Styles was

informed of her mother's current incarceration, which involved David's abduction.

[That goes to show how David was never abducted by Mom, at least not

according to his mother] It should also be noted that Charlotte Styles has had all h her children removed from her care in the past by Virginia Beach DHS and Hampton

DHS. [I just want to point out that is a blatant lie. Only 4 of us were

removed, me, Carri, India, and Toulle. The first time was kidnapping, as

I've previously explained, and the 2nd time it was only India, as we just covered] Charlotte Styles currently has a child, Devon Styles [You mean, Toulle,

you jerks?] (12), in foster care throught VBDHS. There is a termination of parental rights hearing for Devon in August 2011 in VB Circuit Court. [We'll touch on that later] During the time India Styles was in foster care, a parental capacity evaluation was conducted with Charlotte Styles. The results of the evaluation indicated there were serious concerns regarding Charlotte Styles' mental health and her ability to effectively parent India Styles. [I don't know if any of you read the

kidjacked.com article I posted in my first entry, but it clearly states that every time DHS hires someone to do an 'evaluation' on my mom she has mental health issues. When an unbiased psychiatrist conducts one,

however, (unrelated to DHS) she is perfectly fine minus the distress she

must cope with whenever DHS enters her life] Supervised visitation and careful

monitoring of visits between India Styles and her mother, Charlotte Styles, was

recommended. Also, Charlotte Styles failed to ensure that her daughter, India Styles,

attended school regularly. India Styles had not attended school since the 5th grade.

[More lies. India last attended 6th grade at Syms middle school, refused to

go, so Mom then put her in an alternative school for troubled children. Another indication Mom was searching for help with India. Hampton

City Schools administration fielded the paperwork for India to be accepted at Hampton Harbor Academy because HDSS refused to help]

India Styles was informed that her maternal aunt, Linda Benjamin, contacted VBDHS,

requesting to care for David. Ms. Benjamin was provided a homestudy packed, a

request for criminal background search and instructed to complete these forms prior to this agency scheduling an interview. As of the writing of this report, Ms. Benjamin had not contacted this agency or provided the required documents to begin her homestudy. On June 22, 2011, this worker contacted Ms. Benjamin to inquire [I thought this report was prepared June 21, 2011 so how are you writing what happened June 22 in the report? That doesn't make any sense] as to her readiness to begin her homestudy. She indicated that she had not completed the forms submitted to her and would contact the agency upon her completion of the documents. When India Styles was placed in foster care, Ms. Benjamin requested to be a placement option for her. Ms. Benjamin retracted her offer following a visit with India Styles, stating that her defiant behaviors were beyond her ability to provide and meet her needs. [Another lie. Aunt Linda never had a visit with India]

b.2. David is placed in a foster home, which is the least restrictive, family-like setting.

[How can this be the least restrictive, when he was never under any

restriction when he was not subject to foster care? He could have been

home with family members]

c. Describe the efforts to place the child in closest proximity to parent's home.

David is placed in a foster home in the Hampton Roads area.

[Hampton Roads is Chesapeake, Virginia Beach, Norfolk, Suffolk, Newport News, Hampton, and Portsmouth. How many cities is he away

from his mother? She lives in North Carolina. Why not have the case

transferred there? When Mom got David from Texas, she brought him to

Hampton where India was. She could have kept him in Texas, then they would have never had him]

5. Describe how any court orders made in respect to this child are being addressed.

On May 4, 2011(ERO), the Hampton Juvenile and Domestic Relations District Court ordered that David Styles be remanded into the custody of VBDHS. [By Judge Dugger. If Virginia Beach had jurisdiction or any rightful claim to David, why didn't they get a VB judge to grant an ERO? Why didn't the Hampton courts grant custody to Hampton DHS? Does any of this make sense?]

On May 5, 2011(PRO), the Hampton Juvenile and Domestic Relations District Court ordered temporary legal custody of Davis Styles [I love how they continuously change our kids names. On the subpoenas for court it says 'David Joseph Styles'. His name is David Joshua] The court appointed Robert Boester as David's GAL, Mark Williams as India Styles counsel and Christina James as the unknown father's attorney [When I attended court on 5/31, the 'unknown father's attorney' was a man...maybe it was a man named Christina, though]

On May 31, 2011 (Adjudicatory Hearing), the Hampton Juvenile and Domestic Relations District Court ordered that David's custody remain with VBDHS with India Styles having a finding of abuse and neglect. [I have made it a point to attend all of India's court hearings. When Hampton Police Department was searching for David, they guaranteed India immunity. Because Judge Dugger could not find India guilty of any charges regarding David, and India was not being charged with anything, he only found David abused and neglected, even though all of the prosecutor's witness and agents testified repeatedly that David was not abused nor neglected. So why does this report say that India was found guilty of abuse and neglect? Once again, A COMPLETE AND BLATANT LIE. OMG. Forgive my anger, you have to understand how upsetting this is for me. I didn't pre-read this. I'm going line by line and getting more distraught by the minute] The court noted the following facts: Child was left unsupervised. When VBDHS attempted to investigate, the child was secretly [WHAT THE F....Secretly??? Are you serious, you fricking mongoloids??] transferred to the maternal grandmother, Charlotte Styles, who hid and transferred the child to Pennsylvania. [I'm sorry, I'm sure this is hard to read with all of my interruptions, but do you see what they are saying? They just said Mom had him since he was born. How then are they saying that only when they were looking for him did she secretly take, hide, and transfer him to PA? Remember I said Mom left in February??] Charlotte Styles has been previously found to be unfit and suffers from severe mental problems. [If she was so unfit and suffered severe mental problems (that was proved to be untrue by THREE psychiatrists by the way), how is it that she got 3 of her children back? Please, oh Lord, someone please explain that to me] The court also ordered the transfer of David's case to Virginia Beach Juvenile and Domestic Relations Court for all future Proceedings.

6. Mechanisms for ensuring the proper care of child:

a. Identify the needs which must be met to achieve the goal for the child. (Include discussion of parent(s)/prior custodian(s) visitation.)

Prior to David returning home to his mother, India Styles is required to complete the following:

-Parenting capacity evaluation with a psychological component to determine levels of

impairment and ability; and comply with resulting recommendations,

-Attend scheduled supervised visits [none have been scheduled for her yet] to affirm

boundaries and healthy bonding and development, and abide by the guidelines and

expectations of the process,

-Maintain regular contact with VBDHS, GAL and her counsel and keep the agency informed of her whereabouts [so she has to let you stalk her in order for to get her

son back?], changes in circumstances, and provide updated contact information in a

timely manner,

-Secure and maintain adequate housing,

-Secure and maintain employment,

-Complete substance abuse evaluation and follow all recommendations,

-Refrain from using illegal drugs/substances,

-Complete random urine screens,

-Cooperate with VBDHS,

-Complete a budgeting and child safety class,

-Refrain from having inappropriate exposure of David or herself on social networks [This was addressed in court. Commonwealth requested that India not post pictures of her son on Facebook or other social networking sites. It was determined

that this was completely against her First Amendment rights and therefore

could not be granted. India's court order says she may exercise her First

Amendment right to the 'full extent of the law'],

-Consistently maintain the VBDHS binder that is provided, indicating ongoing process

toward goal achievement and

-Sign necessary releases [what does that even mean? What if she doesn't find it

necessary to sign over information about herself? Is she now 'non-compliant?]

Ms. Styles must be able to demonstrate the ability to care for David adequately, in a safe

and stable environment that is free from drugs, violence, abuse, and neglect. In addition,

she must successfully complete all recommended services and be able to consistently apply

what she has learned.

David's father is unknown to the agency. [The agency does, however, know that

India was raped, and whoever raped her is David's father. Please tell us now, how you would like him to be involved in David's life] Once the father is identified,

he will be included in the planning process and be assessed to determine service needs.

[Like jail?] Ms. Styles is to provide information for locating David's father [Seriously?],

relatives and sources for placement, permanent connections and community supports until

permanency is achieved.

b. List the services which will be provided which will address the needs

identified above, improve conditions of the parents' home and facilitate return

of the child home, movement into other permanent placement, or transition

to independence. Give target dates for completion.

1. Parent(s)/Prior Custodian(s) -

VBDHS will provide India Styles with visitation at VBDHS discretion. (ongoing)

VBDHS will keep India Styles informed of any changes in David's need, or changes in

David's physical health that may occur. (ongoing)

VBDHS will provide India Styles with a binder, to allow her to track her ongoing

progress toward goal achievement (May 2011) [this is a target date? a month

before you write this report? seriously?]

VBDHS will refer India Styles to the VBDHS child safety, clean and healthy homes

and budgeting workshops. (June 2011)

VBDHS will fund and refer India Styles for a full battery psychological and parenting

capacity evaluation. (June 2011)

VBDHS will refer to and fund parenting classes designed to educate, train, guide and

provide a better understanding of child development, needs of children, and

appropriate techniques to discipline children. (June 2011)

VBDHS will refer and fund a substance abuse evaluation. (June 2011)

2. Child/Youth -

VBDHS will refer David to Infant and Toddler for a developmental assessment. (ongoing)

VBDHS will monitor David's placement through worker visits and ongoing telephone

contacts. (ongoing)

VBDHS will attend all necessary case staffings and foster care reviews to address

David's progress and or concerns. (ongoing)

VBDHS will provide David with an annual clothing allowance and Virginia Medicaid.

(ongoing)

VBDHS will assist the foster parents with the coordination of any necessary services

which may be required to meet David's emotional and physical needs. (ongoing)

VBDHS will assess relatives and friends to determine the appropriateness of their

contact with him. (ongoing) [I've been asking to be 'assessed.' They keep telling

me my relationship with David is not a priority]

3. Foster Parent(s)/Adoptive Parent(s)/Residential Facility -

VBDHS will attend all necessary case staffings to address David's progress. (ongoing)

VBDHS will provide David with Virginia Medicaid coverage and clothing allowance.

(ongoing)

VBDHS will assist the foster parents with the coordination of any necessary services

which may be required to meet David's emotional and physical needs. (ongoing)

VBDHS will schedule all supervised visits and inform the foster parents of all visitation

dates. (ongoing) [At least they're telling someone when visitation is]

7. List responsiblities, including conduct and financial support, with target dates for completion for:

a. Parent(s)/Prior Custodian(s) -

India Styles will complete a parenting capacity evaluation with a psychological evaluation component to determine whether there are any levels of ability and/or impairment; and

comply with resulting recommendations,

-Attend scheduled supervised visits [none have been scheduled for her yet] to affirm

boundaries and healthy bonding and development, and abide by the guidelines and

expectations of the process,

India Styles will maintain regular contact with VBDHS, GAL and her counsel and keep the agency informed of her whereabouts, changes in circumstances, and provide updated contact information in a timely manner,

India Styles will secure and maintain adequate housing,

India Styles will seek, secure and maintain employment,

India Styles will complete substance abuse evaluation and follow all recommendations,

India Styles will refrain from using illegal drugs and/or misuse/abuse of substances,

India Styles will complete random urine screens,

India Styles will cooperate with VBDHS,

India Styles will complete VBDHS workshops: budgeting, clean and healthy homes and child safety,

India Styles will refrain from having inappropriate exposure of David or herself on social networks [we just went over this],

India Styles will consistently maintain the VBDHS binder that is provided, recording and indicating her ongoing progress toward goal achievement,

India Styles will sign necessary releases, and

India Styles will demonstrate appropriate parental judgement and behavior to insure

consistent safety and well being for herself and her child.

Ms. Styles must be able to demonstrate the ability to care for David adequately, in a safe

and stable environment that is free from drugs, violence, abuse, and neglect. In addition,

she must successfully complete all recommended services and be able to consistently apply

what she has learned.

David's father is unknown to the agency. Once the father is identified,

he will be included in the planning process and be assessed to determine service needs.

Ms. Styles is to provide information for locating David's father, relatives and sources for placement, permanent connections and community supports until permanency is achieved.

b. Child/Youth -

N/A

c. Foster Parent(s)/Adoptive Parent(s)/Residential Facility:

Foster parents will keep the social worker informed of any changes in David's needs, physical health, or any changes in the placement which would affect David's best interests.

(ongoing)

Foster parents will cooperate and work collaboratively with VBDHS. (ongoing)

Foster parents shall refrain from initiating or allowing any contact with David's biological

family without consulting VBDHS. (ongoing) [So if they are dropping David off for a visit, India can't be introduced to the people caring for her son?]

Foster parents will provide David with transportation to all medical and other necessary

appointments. (ongoing)

Foster parents will provide David with a safe, stable, and nurturing home. (0ngoing)

Foster parents will attend FAPT [that stands for Family Assessment Planning Team which is usually what India should be attending. I don't know why it's different

in this case...] and Court hearings, when requested. (ongoing0

The following persons were involved in planning:

-Parent(s)/Prior Custodian(s) [India was not asked to be involved with this plan at all]

-Foster Parent(s) or Care Providers

If parent(s)/prior custodian(s) not involved, explain why.

[Still waiting on an explanation]

Signed by Sharon Hosea (Worker) and Ophelia Wattley (Supervisor) on 6/24/11

Okay. So that's it folks. The entire report...I hope you can see the lies and inconsistencies. This is truly breaking my heart, my spirits, but...I'll fight on.

REVOLT

Monsters Wake

Here is something I found that my mother wrote about her first home visit. I must warn you, it is very upsetting:

"The last time that I saw Toulle was in the springtime at court. He was eleven. I watched him from a distance of about eight yards. My baby was standing next to his foster mother and she must have said something quite amusing because he laughed and his cheeks turned bright red. I smiled with him even though he didn't know that I was there. I studied his body movements, as he tried to walk comfortably in his suit and tie. I was disappointed that they had cut his hair so short as not even to show his natural curls but, all in all, he looked smart.

I vacillated about my timing to approach the scene and mentally prepared myself to help him stay calm. It's best to engage the foster parent first to demonstrate an air of familiarity. After greeting Tootsie like an old friend; I did what friends do and asked her for some money. Ha-ha. No, seriously, I needed change for the pay phone and I had left my change purse in the car. She was amused and told her husband, Louis to cough it up. Toulle laughed again and his approval of my ice breaker was worth it all.

I didn't complain, even to myself about how the courts won't let us be together. I would tell him to hold on, that I will never give up fighting for his return. I can see in his eyes that he doesn't want me to either. I see hope but I know that he can't dare talk to me when they are around and inside I weep for us both.

Toulle was taken from me on November 1, 2000; he was only a baby, still nursing at twenty-two months. On the forty-fifth day the Virginia Beach Department of Social Services let me see him. When I held him in my arms, I couldn't imagine ever being able to let him go. He was two and I was allowed a 'home visit', that's what the senior social worker, MaryAnn White kept calling it. She said it as though she was trying to condition me to the idea that he would never be coming back home; not permanently at least.

MaryAnn sat down at the table, exposing paperwork and brochures as social workers typically do. I couldn't help but notice how socially inept she seemed. She was abandoned, desolate; like my once lively apartment. Toulle was smiling at me and I could tell that I had not been forgotten. He was reaching for me and I figured that I was supposed to ask if I could hold him. What surprised me was that he wasn't verbal.

Oletta, 19 and Jerrus, 18, my daughters; walked into the apartment and whisked the baby out of my arms and out of the door. MaryAnn was quite startled. I told her not to worry, that they'd bring him back shortly. I secretly admired the way that they did that. I knew that I wasn't at liberty to pull off such a maneuver.

I tried to pretend that I was listening to her presentation/ orientation about the agency that had stolen my child; but my ears were filled with water and my eyes saw through the walls- outside, watching Oletta and Jerrus with their baby.

When my children returned, Toulle had a mouth full of chicken nuggets from Wendy’s (his favorite) and his two little hands straddled a kid's frosty. They were laughing and the baby was ecstatic. He was also, talking. Weirdo, MaryAnn frowned with perplexity; as though a joke had been told but that she didn't get the punch line... because 'it' was her and everything that she stood for.

I took Toulle into the bedroom to change his diaper. I could hear MaryAnn trying to engage two disinterested teenagers in the dining room. As I was removing Toulle's green pants, his eyes became worried and I cocked my head, straining to hear unspoken words. Heart in my hand, I opened his diaper expecting to see a rash which was causing him pain.

It was worse. The skin had been rubbed off most of his penis. The slit was grossly swollen and protruding. Inside, I gasped in horror but kept a reassuring gaze. "Oh, is this what hurts the baby? Mommy, fix it", but he looked terrified; like he wanted to get up and run. I called the girls in the room. Oletta smiled sadly, saying, "Diaper hurt?" He didn't answer but his eyes narrowed - mad like. "Somebody hurt the baby Toulle?", and he nodded affirmatively with a pout.

Jerrus broke into covered tears and Oletta smiled at Toulle and said, "It's alright now...we fix it - OK?" Then she turned her back and started for the bedroom door. I saw her face and I had to stop her. She had 'REDRUM' on her mind. MaryAnn called out, "Is everything alright? Do you need help changing him?" "No, but would come in here?" I responded in a controlled manner. We showed her the bruising on his legs, buttocks, anus and thighs- and of course, the noticeable worn off condition of his genitals. We asked a few questions so that she could note that his responses were accurate and then we asked if someone had hurt him and he nodded in the affirmative again. She looked worried as hell but she kept trying to explain it away.

"Perhaps it’s a rash?" - But rashes aren't black and blue.

"Maybe the foster mom put his diaper on too tight... I'll tell her about that".

-That could explain the bruising on his hips, but not the butt and thighs or the anus.

"Well it does look strange but Charlotte, what do you think it is?"

I didn't answer her. I struggled for composure. As I dressed him; the girls escorted MaryAnn into the living room, demanding that she take us to hospital... again with the perplexed look. She explained that she couldn't possibly take us to the hospital. She didn't have the insurance coverage for us to be in her car. She insisted that we didn't understand ‘how these things work.’ “It’s just not that simple. I'll tell the agency about your concerns and they will look into it. If they decide that he needs to go to the doctors then they will have that done but like I said, it's just not that simple.”

At that moment all I could think about was grabbing Toulle and running all the way to the hospital but...if I did that, they would probably arrest me for kidnapping before I could even get him to a doctor. Toulle and Jerrus were playing hand games, giggling. Oletta looked like she wanted to stuff MaryAnn in the trunk of her own car in order to get to the hospital; but, I couldn't let her do that.

For the girls, it was unthinkable what I had to do next. I didn't have a car or a phone or I would have called the police myself. A wave of defeating illness washed over me as MaryAnn's expression turned into the cunning smile of authority. Immediately, I knew two things:

1.) Because we were naive and caring; we would never make a scene that would startle Toulle; I was going to have to relinquish him, and

2.) DSS cared more for their reputation than my baby; for that, they would not take him to the hospital right away, but they will stop us from seeing him because they can.

This was a proper introduction of the monsters that stole their childhoods and psychologically damaged us all in its wake."

Toulle Styles was born on January 13, 1999. He was a "village child." By that I mean everyone in the house had a hand in raising him. If one person was too busy to care for him, there were six other people just as willing and capable of getting him what he wanted or needed. Well, maybe not Carri and India so much because, they were still small themselves, but they definitely did their parts.

When we (my siblings and I) found out Mom was pregnant, we begged her for another boy. I mean, we loved Carri and all but gosh, was he spoiled. Ha-ha. We knew if Mom had another boy then Carri would have someone to "crash" (his cars and toys) with later and we would have another boy to dote on. Carri was getting way too much attention as the only boy.

Mom never had to go to the doctor for her pregnancy, she had had 6 children already without needing prenatal care and we had all come out healthy as can be. We knew, when Toulle started kicking in the womb, that it was a boy. We just knew. And we were ecstatic.

When Mom's water broke, Di-Di (Oletta) went to the hospital with Mom and the rest of us stayed up all night into the morning awaiting her return. Apparently, Toulle was a very healthy baby. So healthy in fact, that instead of making Mom and baby stay in the hospital for 3 days like every other mother, they were released shortly after his birth.

So eager to be around our brother, we all huddled around Mom as she cared for him. We were going to drive the poor woman crazy. So one by one, we learned how to hold a baby. We learned to change a diaper. It was gross but cool. We learned how to heat a bottle old-school style, by putting it in a pot of warm water just like on Look Who's Talking. Then we began getting to know him. We all had our favorite songs that we liked to sing to him and we all knew the TV shows he loved to watch with each one of us.

Toulle is now 12 years old. The last time I saw him, I was 17. It was 2008. He was 9. It was a good visit. I brought him a toy rubix cube and a "20 questions" toy. He loved them. We had to visit in a room at the Virginia Beach Department of Human Services building (bka Hell) in a room with a 2 way mirror. Mom had him try eating a small salad. She's really into the vegetables. He said that he never had it before and he didn't like it. That's was ok- see they had this deal...on Friday's, Mom would introduce him to a new food and he'd have to at least try something new. He grew a fancy for backed potatoes with cheese and butter (on the first try); cola champagne; cheesecake; stromboli - you get idea. Anyway, they were able to leave the building and eat togeter before. But now she has supervised visits where they have sit in a little dirty room. On this visit when I came along, the entire time Nina Pearson and her colleague Gwen Corbin sat in the room connected to ours and watched us. It was like we were specimen. No privacy. We all knew we were being watched and it made the visit almost impersonal.

They have been trying to make our relationship impersonal with him since they came into our lives. When they came to get us, they snatched Toulle from mom and they snatched me out of my cousin,Joy's arms. When they took us to our fist foster care placement with Louis and (I think her first name was Carlene) "Tootsie" Capois, Toulle used to sleep with me. He was terrified of these people. Their house was dirty. They would come in the middle of the night and take him out of my bed. They said that he was falling on the floor, but I slept on a bunk-bed that was pushed up against the wall and he slept on the in-side, so how could he possibly fall?

It was really overwhelming taking care of Carri, India, and Toulle. Louis and Tootsie never cooked. I had to figure out how to prepare the meals by myself in their kitchen. Toulle clung to me all the time.

I remember the first time anyone had hit me. I had just finished changing Toulle's diaper and I needed a break away from him. So I got up and started to walk away and he began chasing me. I started to half-way laugh, half-way cry while I ran away from him; hopping over the baby-fence in the kitchen as he reached up for me. Tootsie came over to me, grabbed my hands and hit the back of them, calling me stupid. I still think about that day and cry. Not because she hit me, but because that was a time I missed out on holding my brother. I had no idea that I wouldn't have that many chances in the future to be with him - that one day, he wouldn't recognize me right away - that one day, he wouldn't reach for me anymore.

A lot of bad stuff happened in that home, but I'll touch on it later. Carri, India and I moved out about a month or 2 after we arrived there. Toulle had to stay.

I know it seems like I don't have much to say about Toulle. All I have are memories from before he was gone from us. Like singing to him all night until my voice was hoarse, just because I loved him. I remember promising my mother, when Toulle was just 5 months old, that I would watch over him, protect him no matter what. And I promised him that every day. I remember holding onto him at night when we went into foster care, and feeling empty when they took him from my arms. I remember his smile, how it used to make him so happy when my sisters and I dressed him up or when we would lie on our backs and put him on our feet and lift him into the air. I remember pushing him in his stroller for walks around the neighborhood, or to the beach. I remember staying in the Marjac hotel on the oceanfront, watching Saturday morning cartoons with him in bed, drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows.

I remember not seeing my baby brother for months and having to show him pictures and remind him that I loved him and that I was his big sister. I remember that sadness in his eyes every-time they took him from us again. I remember our first Christmas, at VBDHS building and MaryAnn White, our social worker, telling me not to try to force Toulle to remember that we were brother and sister, not to make him uncomfortable. That was around the time that Tootsie began showing Toulle ultrasound pictures, telling him that he came out of her stomach. He used to call me "O-Mama," for other 'other mommy.' They said he couldn't do that anymore. He had to call Tootsie Mommy. They began telling Toulle that Mom was "Nice Lady." That's what he was supposed to call his own mother: "Nice Lady."

I remember not seeing him for another long stretch of time and him staring at me blankly, with no hope in his eyes. I could tell he was happy to have someone to play with but that he also had no idea who I was. I remember seeing Toulle when he was four, and asking him if he knew who I was and him saying, "No, but I know that I'm s'pose to." I remember how they made me break my promise to protect him. I remember crying at night thinking about what my brother was going through, how Louis was probably touching him, just like he did me and my sister. I remember having to stack my bears on top of each other at night and imagine I was holding onto a baby, so I could pretend no one was hurting him and he was safe in my arms.

I've been asking to visit with my brother for years now, they keep telling me no. They told us the reason they never sent him home is because his bond with us wasn't strong enough, like he hadn't been alive long enough for us to feel connected to him, for us to love him. And vice versa.

I don't know my brother anymore. And he doesn't know me. People like Megan Morrison, MaryAnn White, Nina Pearson, Judge Ron Marks, ADA Nianza Wallace, Art Ermlich (who was supposed to be our guardian ad litem...he knew about it and he was supposed to protect us), Ophelia Watley...they made sure that never happened. They didn't let us love him too up close, they didn't want him to know who he was or that he had a real family who loved him.

When Toulle was born, we knew we would call him that, but we wanted to leave his name as Baby Boy Styles on his birth certificate. It was a family vote. We thought our brother would be an amazing superstar or public icon and when he walked down the street people would scream "Baby Boy!" We thought it was awesome. VBDHS...not so much. So last year, they changed his name to Devon. When they talk to us, they call him Devon. Do you know how bad that hurts? This year they are trying to change his last name to Capois. They are trying to name my brother after the people that abused and molested 3 children at least, including Toulle.

And why? To prove they can. I can't think of any other reason why someone could do something like that. It hurts me to think that they'll never give my brother back to his family, never admit that they are wrong, never even just move him from the home that he is in, even though he was obviously molested and abused there. It's sad to think that these are the people that will come for YOUR children if anything should ever go wrong in your household. Are you ready for that? I was never ready. I've been dealing with this for 11 years and I'm still not braced. But I can't stop. I can't let him go. No one in our family can.

Give us our children back, you've already stolen our childhood. They are not lost. They are not forgotten.

*I feel horrible because I have no pictures of my brother. They refuse to let us take any. All we have are polaroids of him as a baby. All we get is to imagine what he looks like now.*

Kid-jacked...where is our baby?

My name is EmaliaMarie Miranda Styles. I am a victim of child abuse. I am a victim of child abduction. I was once kidnapped, along with my 3 siblings: Carri, my younger brother; India, my younger sister, and Toulle, my baby brother.

We were stolen from our mother Charlotte Styles. I was 11, Carri was 10, India was 7 and Toulle, was being potty-trained. He was only 22 months.

When we were taken away, we were living with people that beat us (a man broke my back and hip), molested us...'nough said, starved us, locked us out of the house, and verbally abused us.

Who were these horrible people that stole us from our mother? The city of Virginia Beach, Va. We were illegally kidnapped and put into foster care. Virginia Beach Department of Human Services (VBDHS) had no legal grounds to take us. They just found out that my family wasn't like everyone else. My mother had been saving money since she was a child so she didn't have to work. She graduated highschool at 14 so she was more than qualified to home-school us, and so exercised her right to. She was more than an expert in holistic medicine and so we never had to go to doctors because she kept us from being injured, and kept us from getting sick.

However, when we were taken, my mother had had us immunized, had enrolled Carri and India in school, and was searching for a school good enough for me to go to.

It was too late. My mother had already managed to never need the system, to not be a welfare recipient, to not be a criminal, a child abuser or a pedophile. She had already managed to raise her children like royalty, giving them the best life could offer, without ever needing anyone else. Seven children she had, all beautiful, all of different ethnic backgrounds, all cared for and doted on like princes and princesses, and all of this under the nose of the government.

I guess they decided to give us a taste of what real life was like. So they kicked down our door, snatched us from each other's arms and threw us to the wolves of society: To the nasty men that wait for people that look like me and my siblings, to pervert forever; to the women who mistreat and hate children that look like us because they know that their husbands would rather touch on us, on children, than them; to the government officials who know they've made such an err that they have to bury us under their lies to prevent having to be held accountable for the things we had to suffer; to the police who get paid to erase the police reports; to the social workers who make us sit on the laps of the people who just finished beating and/or screwing us and apologize for trying to tell on them and give them a little kiss.

We made it, though. After the beatings, the rapes, being drugged, being locked away into psychiatric hospitals in hopes that the world would forget about us, after surgical mistakes, after broken bones, and concussions...after the hate, after never getting Toulle back...we still made it, and have been fighting back for over 11 years. United we have stood and still stand, together as a family, though they tried to make us forget what that word meant.

And now, so close to winning, so close to getting Toulle back and finally restoring our family, to glue together the shattered lives these wonderful people have taken a hammer to...they have stolen another child. And from India, of all people.

India Styles was just 16 when she had her son, David Joshua Styles. During her pregnancy, she was in foster care in the city of Hampton, VA. Though India had not made any indication that she would ever harm her baby, though she never gave any signs that had inclinations to kill, molest, abuse David...while he was still in her womb, her foster parent, Mrs Beal beat on her, allowed her husband to flirt with India, would buy groceries and cook and eat in front of India and not feed her, and then hide the groceries in their room and lock the door. So Mom had to buy the groceries for India. She used to buy them and leave them on the porch of India's foster home.

When India was living with her next foster mother, Gloria Brinkley, and was around 7-8 months pregnant, she was hit by a car. She told Brinkley and Brenda Thomas and they refused to allow her to go to the hospital. Her foster mother Gloria Brinkley, and her social worker Brenda Thomas (both employees by the city of Hampton, Hampton Department of Social Services aka HDSS) tried to prevent India from getting the necessary cesarean that was needed to deliver David.

After David was born on March 24, 2009, and India was still trying to recover from surgery, Brenda Thomas roughly snatched newborn David out of India's arms, to prove to India that she could indeed take David from India at anytime. Gloria Brinkley would force India to breastfeed, shower, use the bathroom in front of her. She eventually took the bedroom door off of the hinges to be able see India at all times, though India was never an at risk child and David was never in any harm.

Constantly, the workers, and Brinkley threatened India and David's liberty until finally, when David was just 3 weeks old, India ran from her foster mother's home at 3 in the morning to Seabrook, TX where I was living, barely healing because she was denied medical attention by her guardians, with a baby who they refused to buy diapers or formula for. I later found out that Gloria Brinkley lied to the police and social worker and claimed that India didn't run away until 2 in the afternoon, because she didn't want to be held responsible for allowing 2 children, complete with suitcases, disappear from her house in the middle of the night.

I, of course, took her and her son in with hopes that they could rest, be fed, and feel love and be able to walk around without fear for just a short period of time. While I tried to figure out what to do, I attempted to take care of my little sister and her son the best I could. It was very sudden having two new, needy additions to my household...when there were already 3 needy people there (myself, my son, and my husband).

A few weeks after India came to my house, she was hanging out at a neighbors house. The landlord came over to evict these neighbors and saw India. Guessing that India was a minor, Denise, the landlord, called the Harris Country police. I guess that HDSS was waiting for India to show up in Texas because they knew who she was. They remanded India and David into custody and took her to the police station. It was determined that India would be placed in juvenile detention until HDSS could complete Interstate Compact paperwork to extradite India back to Virginia and David would go to foster care in Harris County because Hampton, VA had no jurisdiction to bring David back unless India gave them permission--which she didn't.

Somehow, we convinced social services of Harris County and the police department to consider my home for placement. The police department conducted a home study, and social services in HC had India sign over custody to me so that I could care for David fully in her absence. Part of the conditions of me having David in my care were that if I deemed them fit, I could give David to any friend or family member, namely Charlotte Styles, our mother, and David's grandmother.

Taking care of an infant proved to be extremely difficult. Before India arrived, my husband and I were already having financial problems, I had recently been involved and debilitating car accident, and having two extras mouths to feed drained any saved resources, and now India was gone...It was definitely time to call for the Calvary.

Chris and I called my mother in June 2009, and asked her to come and assist with David. Of course she was on a plane the very next day and not only did she help with David, but she completely restored my household, buying groceries, cleaning the apartment until spotless, doing laundry, cooking breakfast, lunch (even preparing lunch for Chris to take to work), and dinner everyday, and caring completely for David and my 4 year old son, Jermahl. Our home hadn't been in such order in a while. Dude, that was a seriously needed break.

She stayed for a month and a half. She returned to Virginia on her own to close a deal on a townhome for her and David to move into. In August, Chris and David flew to Virginia and David began living with my mom.

Chris and I split up the following April and I moved back to Virginia with my mother, sister Joey, and David. I honestly don't think I provided better care for or doted on my own son as much as my mother did David. That child was well loved, cared for, fed and healthy. What a happy baby he was. It was such a joy to see.

My mother's townhome complex was directly across the street from HDSS and India was brought to the home almost everyday by her new foster mother, Barbara Douglas, so that she could spend real time with David. On at least one occasion that I can recount, my mother set up visitation (without having to be asked) at HDSS for supervised visitation between India and David so that they could take note of what kind of mother India was (a capable and loving one) and what kind of relationship she shared with her child.

Never once, in any of the time that he has been with my mom, did David sustain any abuse or neglect, was unsupervised or uncomfortable. It was even said in open court that he was not abused or neglected. He never had an ear infection or a cold. David had an allergic reaction to a Frosty (Chris had forgotten about his lactose intolerance on the way to Mom) so he got a rash and Mom took him to the hospital as soon as he got to Virginia. The only other time David needed medical attention was Halloween of 2010 when he had a piece of candy (thanks India :P) and he threw a temper tantrum, flew himself backward on a stair and knocked out his two bottom front teeth. Seriously, that was one of the grossest things I had ever seen. His gums were bleeding and then he threw up his formula...Can you imagine blood mixed with baby formula puke? Now can you imagine being the one who has to clean it up? HAHAHAHAHA. Seriously though, Mom got the teeth out of his mouth so he didn't choke and called the ambulance immediately and he was taken to the hospital. He was completely fine besides the fact that he'll have a super silly gap until he's like...eight.

David was a super loud kid. He was not afraid to make noise. As a matter of fact...and to my dismay in the early mornings...Mom thought David was a wonderful screamer. She even has tapes of teaching that crazy kid how to scream.

David began speaking when he was almost a year old. His first word was "baby." His first sentence was "good boy." Then when Joey moved in with Mom, he would first greet her by saying, "hey," then "girl," then finally, "hey girl." He never called her Joey. His favorite movies were Honey and Hook. He would say lines from the movies and that helped him with his vocabulary. David was speaking and full, coherent sentences, by the the time he was 14 months old. He would laugh at grown up jokes we didn't even know he could understand, he would respond to questions, say what he wanted, how he felt, and when India felt comfortable that he grasped the English language, she began teaching him Spanish. By the time David was a year and a half, he was fluent in English and Spanish and would drive us crazy by singing Spanish songs (usually Shakira) all hours of the day and night. His favorite songs were by Phil Collins, Shakira, and Justin Nozuka. He loved to watch Blues Clues, Backyardigans, Oomi, the X-Files, Keeping Up With Appearances, After You've Gone, East Enders, and my teenager shows, Gossip Girl, Vampire Diaries, 90210, and One Tree Hill. That kid was awesome.

David also loved to eat. Mom would make him gourmet meals. It was sickening (as in I was getting jealous :/). His favorite breakfast ever: grits, sausage, and mandarin oranges.

Before he was 18 months old, David went through a magazine and picked out a picture of what he wanted for Christmas. It was a VTECH toy table.

David used to have conversations with Joey's pregnant stomach.

We decided during the Christmas of 2010 that we were moving to Pennsylvania. India would be 18 soon and could opt of foster care, Mom had saved up money to buy a house and we could be away from Virginia. Mom knew Virginia Beach would be coming after us because she was close to winning her case and it was time to get out of dodge.

She left in February of 2011.

Quick side-note, India had these "friends," Robert Sharpe, Tiffany Hartley, and Aaron Evans who would stalk and abuse (in every sence of the word) her. No one ever tried to help her no matter who she begged. Even her foster mother, Barbara Douglas, encouraged the games...possibly not knowing the full of extent of terror they invoked, but still knowing India was in trouble. When India believed, before the terrorizing started, that Tiffany was her friend, she told Tiffany about VBDSS. When India figured out what kind of person Tiffany was, she tried to get away.

On March 17, 2011 my sister Jerrus Shoup (aka Joey) got a call from Tiffany. Tiffany told Joey that if India continued to refuse to talk to her, she was going to call VBDSS and say whatever it took to have David taken away. My mother also was present during this conversation.

On March 18, 2011 VBDSS recieved an anonymous phone call about a 2 year old child playing in a parking lot for 10 minutes unattended, until finally a mother dragged child into an apartment. Somehow, even though the person supposedly didn't know India, they could still report that the address was 3520 Dublin ct in Virginia Beach, and somehow, the investigating social worker knew to go to that address and ask to speak to India Styles or see her child David.

India never lived at this address. She was there for a few hours tops because the person that did live there was holding her belongings per her request.

On April 25th, after proceedings for a juvenile case that India was involved in (which was continued until May 2nd), social workers Jennifer Lapid and her partner (whose name I cannot recall at this time), and India's previous social worker Shelly Matthews (Brenda Thomas was kicked off of India's case) questioned India and I about the whereabouts of David and told us of their report. We informed them that David hadn't been in the state of Virginia for quite sometime so their report was inaccurate. Even on March 18, David and India were in North Carolina. We told the workers they had no jurisdiction and we owed no explanation, for David was in my legal custody, that I sent David (within my legal rights) to live with residents outside of Virginia and that he would not be returning. As we tried to leave the courthouse, the workers went into a frenzy, calling the police and threatening to have us incarcerated if we didn't magically and immediately produce David. After verifying that they were crazy witches, we told them...or at least I did, --after being polite enough to respect Hampton police department to speak to Officer Mackey and telling him that I'd be happy to get a recent picture of David sent to him or get David on a webcam to prove his health and well being-- I told the three workers to go screw themselves and not make frivolous threats. That we (me and India) were well versed in their stupidity and the law and that they would need to come stronger.

Oh, how they did.

On May 2nd, they appeared at India's continued case, informed Judge Taylor they were very terrified for David's health, that it was possible he was dead, that David had never been seen by anyone (especially not by Shelly Matthews or HDSS where Mom set up visits, right?) and that something needed to be done immediately. They "only wanted to know that he was alive and well." Judge Taylor ordered India to produce her son's whereabouts by the next morning at 9:30 or she would be remanded into custody.

Now here's the funny part, because India signed custody to me, she never wanted to know David's whereabouts when he left Virginia. We ALL new VBDSS would be coming for him no matter what. As long as I knew where he was and he was with Mom, India knew he was safe. Well, because she didn't know how to get the information she was asked for, she was put in jail on May 3rd.

After India was arrested, I stood in the courtroom, distraught, listening to the workers and the commonwealth cackle at their success. Commonwealth attorney Donna Mahl asked the workers, and I quote,

"What are you going to do when you find the boy?"

Social workers:

"We're going to take him and put him in foster care."

Donna:

"And what about her (pointing at me) the sister, where does she live?"

Workers:

"We don't know."

Donna:

"Well, can you follow her?"

I'm going to skip some of this for the sake of you, reader, and save some for another entry.

On May 4th, the social workers came to my son's house with the police claiming they had a court ordered ERO (emergency removal order). When I saw them walking to my baby's house, I yelled, "Sluts, get the f*** off my property." I was thinking of beating them down. I took the order and realized and verified with the police that they lied and all they had was a petition. I laughed in their faces and they were made to leave.

There were a lot more cops involved, but by 2 am on May 5th a warrant was sent out for my mothers arrest. My mother had no idea anyone was looking for her at all. She's old fashioned and doesn't keep a cell phone. On that day, they found Mom and David on the 27th floor of the Ritz Carlton in Philadelphia, PA. A swat team tried to kick down the door but failed at life so Mom had to let them in and tell them to keep calm. She didn't want David afraid. She handed an officer the baby and was arrested. She was taken to prison and charged with kidnapping, fugitive of justice, and violating a court order. She hadn't broken any laws. She wasn't even hiding. She was at the hotel to celebrate finding two houses to buy and was planning on having a celebratory dinner with my sisters and David.

Hey, guys, I just need to reiterate, they put my mother in the Pennsylvania Prison System. A kind-hearted, less than super-tough woman. Do you Philadelphia was deemed Hell on Earth in the last ten years? Philadelphia knew that Virginia was not producing real warrants to back up why they had mother where she was. She was released on bond. No fugitive of justice has ever been given bond...Does that tell you anything? She immediately got on a bus and came to Hampton, VA to turn herself in. Hampton was planning on having a trial without Mom present, and were shocked when she turned up at the police station. So shocked, in fact, that they wouldn't allow her to turn herself in at first, claiming she isn't who she says she is.

It's now been 2 months, 8 days since we have seen David. They tried to say he was developmentally delayed when he was taken into care. No stupids...he was in shock. They won't let us see him. They wont let us testify. They wont even listen to his care needs. Where is David??? Why won't you let us see him?

Sharon Hosea, as his foster care worker, it is your job to keep up with the bond he has with his family so we can complete the goal of reunification. Why aren't you doing this? Are you allowing what happened to me, Carri, India, and Toule to happen to David? Has he already been raped and beaten down? Does he have too many bruises? Is that why we can't see pictures and his guardian ad litem can't get the foster parents to return her calls?

Judge Benson, why are you threatening India, telling her she will never see her son if she acts "too weird?" Why are you combining two cases and punishing India for a child she hasn't had anything to do with in years, one that's not even hers, one that you wouldn't let her have a relationship with, her brother Toule.

Judge Dugger, why are you allowing my mother's case to stay open even though you and everyone else knows VA has no jurisdiction nor evidence to prosecute her? Are you worried because when you were India's foster care judge, and Mom asked you for help for India against the workers and Robert Sharpe and his cronies, you ignored her pleas, even after India was almost killed?

Judge Taylor, you are a circuit court appellate judge. What the hell were you thinking? You allowed random strangers, who weren't even made to show proper identification or proper form (i.e., no motion to intervene with proceedings they were not a party to), found India in contempt for not knowing the answer to their question, without doing any kind of research (I mean, seriously? You couldn't even google it?) and allowed an entire agency--I'm sorry two entire agencies from two different cities to break so many different constitutional federal laws, and told India she no longer had a 5th amendment right (which is something she had since before she was born, and has been in place for like centuries). Don't forget: I was there.

ARE YOU PEOPLE ASHAMED?

ARE YOU EMBARRASSED?

ARE YOU GOING TO SHUT DOWN MY WEBSITE AND HAVE ME ARRESTED FOR TELLING ON YOU?

DO YOU KNOW THAT YOU'LL ALL HAVE TO ANSWER TO THE LAW FOR THIS?HEAR THIS:

I'M DONE BEING QUIET. I DON'T NEED TO BE RECOGNIZED AS A PARTY TO THIS CASE. I WILL BE RECOGNIZED AS THE VOICE FOR MY FAMILY.

I ONLY HAVE ONE QUESTION FOR YOU-

WHERE IS OUR BABY?

FRIENDS, FAMILY, SUFFERERS AND VICTIMS OF THE GREAT STATE OF VA,

SEE THE CRIMES OUR GOVERNMENT IS COMMITTING, STAND UP FOR YOUR RIGHTS, BECAUSE IF THEY WIN IN TAKING OURS, THEN THEY'LL WIN IN TAKING EVERYONE'S.

I ONLY HAVE ONE LAST THING TO SAY:

REVOLT!!!

Please read a report written about our family by Lower Appellate Court Judge:

http://kidjacked.com/legal/va_tpr_appeals_case.asp