The story of Anonymous Baby Girl

Vila i frid Okänt Flickebarn, lilla ängel.

December 21, 2002 in Sweden two women found a body of a baby girl from underpass. That baby had been only few minutes old when she died. Baby's cause of death was abuce. Polide got her mothers DNA, but they still don't know who she is.
Jannuary 2007 polices got 3 phone calls. The women who call them said she is the mother of that baby girl. Polices believe the women told the truth as she was so emotional when she told what have happend to her newborn daughter and she knowed things only police did know. She said that she had given birth at home and when she was brestfeeding her daughter for the first time the babys father took the baby from her and that was last time she ever saw them. Police doubt that the women who told she's the mother of Anonymous Baby Girl is from Finland as she speak swedish with finnish accent.

Anonymous Baby Girl rest in Kungsängens kirk's cemetery in northwest Stockholm.

PLEASE HELP POLICE!
Police Sture Olovsson hopes that Baby's mother ot someone who might know something calls to this number:
+46733315054

MeKenna Brown, 3rd anniversary in Heaven

NEVE SHAKE A BABY!

As told by her mother:

My daughter MeKenna Sharee Brown was 21 1/2 months old. She was so smart! She was walking, talking, and just so full of life! I had just started going back to college after a four year break. I was 24. I had only been in school for about two weeks. On Wednesday September 13th, 2006, I had my first English quiz. My friend Steve didn't have class that morning, so he said he didn't mind watching MeKenna. I left early for school that day to study in the parking lot before class. I was bound and determined to get straight A's. I managed to get through the quiz (I found out later I got a perfect score 10/10!!!) On my way home from class later that day, I called home to check on MeKenna and talk to Steve. I had a 25 minute drive home, so i figured i could chat with steve a little bit to make the drive home seem faster. I had worked alot the weekend before and I was off that evening, so I was very excited to get to spend the whole day with my baby girl. When I called, Steve answered. I asked how MeKenna was, and he says " I don't know, I think something may be wrong?" He then told me she wasn't breathing right. I didn't quite know what he meant, because he seemed very calm. I called 911 since I was so far away from home. I arrived at the hospital the same time as the paramedics. I asked what was wrong with my baby. No one really had any answers. I did hear one man say "we don't know." It seemed like eternity, but I think it was about 45 minutes when a doctor came out of the room to tell me they suspected there might be head trauma, because her pupils weren't dilating. I wasn't quite sure what that meant, or if it meant it was severe, but I knew it wasn't good. The scans came back. The doctor asked me to come into another room. I didn't want to go, because I think I knew in my heart it was going to be bad. He asked me to have a seat. I felt like I was in one of those movies where they say " you might want to sit down for this " So at first I didn't want to sit, but I told myself, if it was bad news, I better be sitting because I might faint. I then heard the words "someone shook your daughter violently. If she survives, and that's "if" she survives, she will be severely disabled." I lost it. Her whole life flashed before my eyes, literally. I prayed she would get through it, that it wasn't as bad as they said it was. They life flighted her to a major hospital in Toledo, OH about an hour away from where I live. My daughter entered heaven the following night. She died at 10:31 pm on September 14th. The man who shook my daughter, whom I trusted, and who told me over and over he loved me, whom treated me like a queen, is now facing 15 years to life in prison. I miss MeKenna so much, she was my only child, my whole world. Never leave your child with someone u don't truly know and trust. It's now my purpose in life to try to put an end to child abuse, and my cause is making parents aware of the dangers of shaking a child, and that it can happen to any one. There really is no way to describe the pain and horror of losing a child. I can only say, it's sort of like how you would imagine it, except it's real, it's not just a bad thought. You have to wake up every single day, and getting hit with the reality of it all, that they aren't coming back. You also have to tell yourself every day that you will be with them someday. Shaking Shatters Lives! Never Shake a Baby!


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