A couple of weeks ago I had the honour of being shown around an abandoned orphanage.
I love old buildings, I love history, I love stories of the past, I was so excited.
Little did I know at the time it was not a very nice orphanage.
When I found this out we were just about to enter the grounds. Even worse was the stuff I was told before we entered the boys building.
My heart was so heavy having a 2 year old boy and more empathy then I can handle. I warned everyone that I may come out crying. Lucky I had my camera to occupy me from the tears I wanted to shed for the poor little children that suffered monstrous dealings while they were there.
Over 4000 children passed through this orphanage and fortunately there are good stories, well maybe not good, but they aren’t bad.
The stories that have drawn all the media attention to the place are ones that make this orphanage the worst in Queensland, they are ones that should not have ever happened to a person at all, especially not a child. Children. Repetitively. Or to the end.
They are not my stories to tell, but some have been told and they are out there for you to read.
Please don’t go searching if you know you couldn’t handle them.
I did, and I couldn’t.
For days I hugged my little boy tight and fell asleep in pain for those children.
Justice will never be served for those.
Washing room down stairs
Dinning hall and Kitchen
The black hole.
This is were children were locked up, you go through the white doors, through a wash room, through a room with water systems them there is the door were children waited out their punishment behind.
Memorial on the highway