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Man gets seven life terms for torturing his children!

Friday, September 30th, 2011

This is a story about Laura Cowan!
February 13, 2009
Mansa Musa Muhummed, who beat, tortured and starved his children for decades, was sentenced to seven life terms in prison today by a judge in Murrieta who said the man’s “reign of terror” against his family merited the harsh sentence.

“Mr. Muhummed showed no remorse and accepted no responsibility for his twisted behavior, and the court is sending the strongest message possible,” Riverside County Superior Court Judge F. Paul Dickerson III said.

Some of Muhummed’s 19 children urged the court to show no mercy to their father because he showed no mercy to them. “I’m very afraid of him, please don’t let him ever get out of jail,” said Sharon Boddie, who was locked up in a dark garage and starved by her father. When police found her, she was 18 and weighed 48 pounds. “I still have nightmares about him,” she told the judge. “Parents are supposed to protect their children, not abuse them.”

During the trial, family members testified that Muhummed locked them in their home, hanged them from the ceiling and beat them, made them eat their own feces and vomit, and routinely hit them with boat oars, hoses and electric cords. He also had three wives.

One of his wives finally slipped a letter detailing the abuse to the mailman, who notified child protective services. The police raided the family’s rural Aguanga home in 1999 and freed the family. The case took 10 years to get to trial because of legal maneuvers by Muhummed.

He denied any torture today, saying his children would someday regret accusing him. “I never tortured them, I don’t know where that came from,” he said. “I still cheer for them and love them even if they hate me.”

Most of his family left the room when he spoke but returned for the sentencing.

He could be eligible for parole in 65 years, his attorney said.

– David Kelly


Community hero takes her life back!

Friday, September 30th, 2011

CLEVELAND – A woman who has experienced years of abuse has found a way to help others. Laura Cowan works full time at Cuyahoga Metropolitan Housing Authority and volunteers at the Domestic Violence Center.

She’s an advocate and domestic violence survivor. She was terrorized by her polygamist husband while living in California. A complete stranger freed her from years of domestic violence.

During the abuse, Cowan kept a letter with her chronicling the abuse. While inside a post office, she was able to pass the letter to a postal clerk. The clerk took the letter and mailed it for her. Two days later the sheriff’s department came and arrested her husband and freed her, her children and the other family members who had suffered abuse.

Cowan is now back in her hometown of Cleveland, giving back. She didn’t let her past bring her down. She went to school and received an associate’s degree in Applied Business Management in Information Technology. She now works for the Cleveland Metropolitan Housing Authority teaching and training those living in their facilities on computers and new technology.

This survivor is a member of the Living Truth Center in East Cleveland.

Cowan was nominated and won the People’s Choice for the 2010 American Red Cross Heroes Award. She was also selected as one of the Plain Dealer’s community heroes and will be recognized March 14.


I was so in love with him!

Monday, March 21st, 2011

How could someone that you feel in love with, slept with and wanted to spend your whole life with, turn around and want to kill you? This is what happened to me and I’m still not over him or what he did to me. This is very hard for me to write about, but I want everyone to know how important it is to make sure you know who you are before some disfunctional man sweeps you off your feet and tortures you until you break!

For 3 years I thought I had a loving relationship, but always knew in the back of my head I didn’t feel right about somethings that he did when we were together and things he would do to me. Eventually, it got so bad that I couldn’t have friends in my life and I had to lie to my family, all the time, because they couldn’t understand why we couldn’t come over for special events. The truth was I’d have a black eye, or I couldn’t move from him beating me up and I was just so embarassed. I would always forgive him because he was drunk when he did this to me. That couldn’t be the man I was in love with!

When I told him I wanted to end it all, he actually rapped me. A man that I thought I had made love to is now raping me! I was lucky because he finally got a new job that took him to another state and he cared more about him making the money than me. But, I’m still not ok! I live in fear, everyday, that he’ll come back and I don’t know how to do anything other than maybe go to the police who do nothing until you’re dead!

Thank you for allowing me to post my story.


Enough was Enough!

Friday, September 24th, 2010

I am east Indian descent, the second -to- last child for my parents. I was born sickly. My mom gave me to my eight yr. older sister for care. My parents were cruel& abusive to their girl children (Hindu concept). They abused my sister/ mom. She abused me as well as both my parents. At age five my older brother made me perform oral sex on him. i was malnourished – my body was diseases. I would pass big red worms in my stool. I foraged for food in the jungle. My dog liked my sores and made them better along with me asking Jesus. I bear in my body marks of physical abuse. Before age 10 I had UNSUCCESSFULLY tried suicide twice. The abuse continued in school & @ home. At age 14 got saved. After church one night my Hindu father threatened to behead me. I fled. I was homeless,then,a foster kid. Came to USA in 1970. My Pastor said God said I was the one. I obeyed. He lied. Unbeknown to me,he used me to cover up his homosexual lifestyle ! He used to beat me because he can. He raped me I got pregnant. He tried to kill the baby on my belly. Did not know I could get help. She was born normal. He continued with the abuse throughout the marriage. There was lots of infidelity on his part ! After 7 years of this and two children- enough was enough. I told
him to leave. I became a single parent. My kids are grown. We have no contact with him(father)
I overcame through The Lord & the bible. there are so much more to my story.

I will like to help people to avoid these pitfalls in life- As well not to suffer in silence as I did! Things are so much different now than then in the 70s.


Getting out as a VICTOR!

Monday, September 20th, 2010

At 17 1/2 years of age I married the guy from church. One of the few that took me out and didn\’t ask me to bed.
The first night we were married he started behaving differently. Shortly there after he started the verbal then physical abuse. I was told if I ever tried to leave or ever uttered the word divorce he would kill me. Before my death would come he would also take each of my family members and torture then kill them. So if you don\’t want that to happen, don\’t even think of trying to leave. So the abuse continued as I thought I was protecting my family. Over the years I had three children. It was so… hard for them. As adults they still have baggage they carry from their childhoods.
After years of the abuse, I prayed to the Lord and asked for his help as I was sure I would be murdered when I did not allow him back into my house. Yes, my house. Did I forget to mention that out of the 33 years we were married he only worked about 3(ish). And any money he earned was his special money. If I needed any I had to beg for it to help with the bills.
About 10 years into the marriage I enrolled in the local Community College. I didn\’t know it then that my life had made a BIG turn for the better. It was many years later I had the power within myself to end the insanity of this marriage. (there is much more horror in the years of marriage)
After he was gone from the house I joined a 12 step program for substance abusers and co-dependent enablers. I did not know what it was when I started and found out I was one of the best co dependent enablers ever. LOL The group was held in my church. Addictions Victorious. Another great move toward my overall mental and physical health.
While married I ballooned up to 360 pounds. Yes, I did. I finally decided to find it inside of me to like myself even though I was in a bad situation. I started working on me. I was getting mentally healthy and then the phisical began to take shape. At this time in my life I have lost 195 pounds. I need to lose about another 30 pounds and keep working out and walking. My proper eating habits are enjoyable to me and I LOVE LIFE! And I LOVE God! Thank you for listening. I hope it was helpful.
Maggie Reef


Jumped At Christmas

Monday, August 23rd, 2010

My horror story doesn’t sound as bad as most, but it’s still disturbing to me and I’d like to get it off my chest!

A little before Christmas in 2009, I was walking out of a party with a lot of people and my son and I were parked on a very dark street. I felt we were ok, because we were only parked one house down from the party. Just as I got to my car, I clicked the entry button on my keys to open the car door for my son and myself.

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a man or teenager, running up behind me. He must have been hiding behind a car parked behind mine. I turned very fast and because it was very dark, I really couldn’t see his face. The guy was wearing a white sweater with a green Christmas hat and I thought he was someone from the party. Like, who attacks you with a white sweater and a green Christmas hat??? It all happened so fast, but I stepped into him to see his face and asked him, “Who are you? Do I know you?” He proceeded to grab my keys and as we fought over my keys, I suddenly realized this was no friend, this was a punk trying to steal something off me and he was bound an determined to get my keys.

Funny how we really hang onto things, fighting to keep them whether we know if they have a gun or knife or anything! Anyway, he finally ripped the keys out of my hands and ran down the street. My son wanted to go after him, but I said,” No, he could have friends with weapons waiting for us or if we leave he’ll come back after the car!” The keys were no big deal, but it did have some very special things on it that once belonged to my father that I’ll never see again. However, this punk could have had a knife or gun and it could have been so much worse.

I believe my biggest mistake was not asking someone to walk me and my son out to the car. It was midnight, dark and I was dressed in high heels and a cute top and my mind was all about getting home and cozy with my family. The last thing on my mind was to have some punk jump me! My other mistake was I just should of hit this punk the minute he stepped into my space! I think about this episode all the time and hate the way I feel when I realized I became an instant victim to this punk. But, I did get home safe and I learned a very valuable lesson. It’s OK to ask someone to walk you out to your car!!!

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