Yes, I promised there was more to come, however, life was up in the air for awhile.
Thank you all who supported me and many ways. Those closet to me, have known since June that the trial was over before it began.
Thankfully, John Morris was revealed as a liar and I was proven to of acted in self-defense.
I am not charged, convicted or have anything pending. I am a free woman to vote, join the military, be an emergency communication worker and a nurse.
I am free of an abusive relationship of which I had to endure daily verbal assaults and weekly physical/sexual assaults.
I am sad that, some are still having rose colored glasses when it comes to John Morris, like his girlfriend Andrea Vidis "Purkey" who has three children herself, including a 12 year old girl, of which I fear for her being groomed, like I was at 16 when John was a 28 year old man. I was not the first child he had been with, getting the 12 year. old Debbie Brent pregnant and another at 14 year old.
Some ridiculed me as to why? Why stay if he was that bad... Until you are an abused person, it is hard to reach understanding. I was surviving, trying to keep my children safe. John was/is bi-polar so all moments were not completely horrible but it was 2 days of happiness and another 3 of hatred or worse you wake to hate and he then wants you to tell him you love him.
Again this is just a mini-update, I have had so many supporters who have known me all my life and know the real John of which I do find it funny that even professional government workers describe him as a snake, creepy, controlling and tell me of their utter dislike. A bit frustrating that I was not aware of how they felt, yet I was a teenager... need I say more.
I am free and the new chapter of my life is beginning with family and friends I have been estranged from long enough.
Much Love,
Melissa
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
168 days and climbing away from my babies....
So, since jail many things have happened, some I can not fully discuss as I have had the three original charges dropped, they replaced the certified charges with another. I still have the Unlawful Wounding. It was described to me as one day I decided for no reason to pick up a weapon and use it.
My story is not that case.
John Morris has currently sought and gotten physical custody of the three children based on the no contact provision in the first set of charges. Shortly after he had seperation papers mailed asking me to sign my home over for $1.00 and that I would get a motorcycle and tv that all my belonging which he has refused me are his. After not signing these papers another set were placed on my door for a complaint of divorce saying not he is the victim of cruelty.
An emergency hearing was requested for custody after a visit with my children, my father also attended. At the hearing John played victim and that my kids were worse acting after seeing me. John admitted to living the weekends bringing my children to stay with his girlfriend Andrea Vidis who has a residence in Woodbridge. I had learned of this from my son. My son also told my dad and I abuse, choking of my oldest happened again. It was reported to the sheriff's office & CPS. However, John's friend from childhood Det. Demoranville closed the CPS request for an emergency child protective order. Because of the therapist my husband John has been taking and attending sessions with told the court she feels that the children are not ready, I am not permitted to have visitation, until she deems fit, Funny, how he is.....funny how she did not want to hear of his violent past...The judge heard none of my witnesses.
I am a domestic violence survivor. I have endured 15 years of abuse. Verbal, physical, mental, emotional attacks that when said out loud seem so unreal it is not even seen on a Lifetime movie.
I guess to understand the current charges, I have to go back to the beginning of the destruction of me by John Morris.
More to Come....
My story is not that case.
John Morris has currently sought and gotten physical custody of the three children based on the no contact provision in the first set of charges. Shortly after he had seperation papers mailed asking me to sign my home over for $1.00 and that I would get a motorcycle and tv that all my belonging which he has refused me are his. After not signing these papers another set were placed on my door for a complaint of divorce saying not he is the victim of cruelty.
An emergency hearing was requested for custody after a visit with my children, my father also attended. At the hearing John played victim and that my kids were worse acting after seeing me. John admitted to living the weekends bringing my children to stay with his girlfriend Andrea Vidis who has a residence in Woodbridge. I had learned of this from my son. My son also told my dad and I abuse, choking of my oldest happened again. It was reported to the sheriff's office & CPS. However, John's friend from childhood Det. Demoranville closed the CPS request for an emergency child protective order. Because of the therapist my husband John has been taking and attending sessions with told the court she feels that the children are not ready, I am not permitted to have visitation, until she deems fit, Funny, how he is.....funny how she did not want to hear of his violent past...The judge heard none of my witnesses.
I am a domestic violence survivor. I have endured 15 years of abuse. Verbal, physical, mental, emotional attacks that when said out loud seem so unreal it is not even seen on a Lifetime movie.
I guess to understand the current charges, I have to go back to the beginning of the destruction of me by John Morris.
More to Come....
What happened those 23 days in Jail just did not feel real
As the victim the whole intake process was so scary. Why was no one hearing the words I was trying to say? I have to say that the workers at the RRJ (Rappahonnock Regional Jail) were appropriate and fair to me the time being there. The medical was hard to get into with being sick and the awakening of you are no longer inmportant hits home.
4 days after the intake and yellow-brick road isolation I was assigned a unit. After asking several inmates (does not even feel real to say this still) I found out the number for the attorney's office I used in 2007. Stuart Sullivan is so amazing! His office has such compassion! I called and he met me 2 days later. I had known Stuart Sullivan since I was 18 working in the E-911 Communications Office for Spotsylvania County.
This is going to be a line by line journal entry summary to go through the 23 days.
25th Oct 2010 called Mr. Sullivan will meet me in 2 days to speak about bond; received message from legal aid to call; was advised that a bond hearing would be Wed.; tried calling father-in-law, brother-in-law Steve answered and denied call
26th Oct 2010 My Gram called and messaged I can call her now!; Met with attorney showed him my bruises all over my body and gave him the summary of what had happened Det. Swift & Deputy Kate Higgins; talked to Gram she said my sister tried calling Shirley (in-law) and she was not helpful. My dad and sister had signed up for a visit, she was flying up from Texas!
27th Oct 2010 Dad came for visit through a video conference. I showed on screen my bruises to my father.; Friend of family checked on the kids and said they had said ""Mom didn't mean to do it"
28 Oct 2010 Still no answer from in-laws; My sister's flight is on Monday
29 Oct 2010 Public Defender met with me and said it was a clear case of self-defense; She told me my bond would be postponed until Det Swift met with the commonwealth's office; Had my sister change my password to my USAA bank account.
31 Oct 2010 Missed Harvestfest with my babies; lawyer advised use public defender to save money for the bond portion since I have no income other than the allotment I was having from John (my husband); Attempted to call in-laws to check on my children, call refused.
1 Nov 2010 Sister called social worker and he advised for me to call when I got out.; Had a visit from Pam Smith from my Sunday school :) she had a message for me "God has a purpose for you".
3 Nov 2010 Still no bond hearing due to Det. Swift not meeting with the commonwealth, maybe next Wed.; was told my step-son Christopher was staying in my home going through my things.
4 Nov 2010 Met with public defender. She stated she would apply for a bond, but, she expected it to be denied. She would not be there, but, her assistant would be and the appeal would take another 2 weeks to be heard in circuit court.; $4300.00 was transfered out of my bank account?! How?! My sister called the bank USAA and they said the password was changed via internet and lockout information needed was my social security number and a child's date of birth. The Rep from USAA told her they can see where the money was transfered from a account in my name only to John Morris, my husband who's account was in his name only! How could they not immediately fix it? Stop the transfer, reverse the funds?! The rep told my sister when I could to file a police report, they would reverse it.(Side note: A report was filed with the sheriff's office and Det. Swift the same that handled the Oct 21st incident informed me he was assigned to it and that because he was having to testify for John and knowing me that there was a conflict of interest and he would refer it, over a month later Det. Short called and asked a few questions then mailed a letter stating he could not find evidence and closed the case! What?! My bank said the had the information?! Is it another connection the Morris family has?)
5 Nov 2010 Shannon is coming for a visit Monday @ 10 am!
6 Nov 2010 My sister called my father-in-law Chuck. He mentioned my character and that she was a person with questionable character being a divorced woman. What?! His son is not?! He told my sister that the kids were finally settled and in counselling and he would be taking the kids to a Harvest Fest at school. Shannon met at the school and saw the children and rode a hayride with them. My oldest joked about not messing up his hair while my youngest daughter was putting straw on the boys.
8 Nov 2010 Visit video conference with my sister. I had not seen her since February of 2010 due to my husband abuse having her to have to move out after seeing the ligature mark on my neck scabbing from a rape and choking the night before by John.
9 Nov 2010 Nineteen days! 19 days! Away from my children! My babies!
10 Nov 2010 Bond Hearing Judge Ventura told the commonwealth he wanted some sort of contact that this case is normally a one time hightened violence and does not normally occur again that he wanted bail set at $25,000.00 and my father to go into my residence and get my things. At that the commonwealth said that only my oldest was upset and the other two seemed fine. Bud the social worker got up and said to the judge "yes, I talked to Chuck this morning" What?! Was he friends?! Where was the professionalism? I have been a mom for a decade at home for the past 8 years dedicated to their care!
13 Nov 2010 Chuck refused to let my father in my home. Some things were put in trash bags lining my driveway. They claimed my purse was not in my house, no wallet, no ID?!; I had my sister 3-way call my father-in-law while I was in the RRJ and respectfully in a monotone voice asked for my purse and Chuck just kept saying that I have put them through this and Shirley was on the verge of a nervous breakdown that he has done all he is going to do for me. What? Done what? Allow your son to abuse the kids and I, I thought to myself. After the call my sister had a text telling her I needed to calm down that my husband told someone I called cussing at my father-in-law and threatening him. My sister called them and said no, no way! I was on the phone with her and the calls are recorded at the jail to prove it!; My Gram agreed to lend a check for bond and I pay her when I get out tomorrow.; My dad had a call from in-law, they found my driver's license and not my purse they would put it in my mailbox. Wow! No purse?! I drove from the gym with no ID, purse, ATM card?! wow?! And the deputy saw it the night of Oct 21, 2010 and would not let me bring it...hmmm how nice.
14 Nov 2010 Home, well not to my house but my dad....I get to see my dad. I have not been allowed to see him since 2006 when I built the Morris Road address and John told him that if he stepped foot on it he would kill him. Dad picked me up! It felt like forever...21 days no windows to look outside to see the rain, sun, leaves change. Thank God the sun was so bright and warm this day!
Sigh 23 days I thought was a long time without my children. Little did I know that it would turn into 134 days. One Hundred and Thirty-Four Days?!
4 days after the intake and yellow-brick road isolation I was assigned a unit. After asking several inmates (does not even feel real to say this still) I found out the number for the attorney's office I used in 2007. Stuart Sullivan is so amazing! His office has such compassion! I called and he met me 2 days later. I had known Stuart Sullivan since I was 18 working in the E-911 Communications Office for Spotsylvania County.
This is going to be a line by line journal entry summary to go through the 23 days.
25th Oct 2010 called Mr. Sullivan will meet me in 2 days to speak about bond; received message from legal aid to call; was advised that a bond hearing would be Wed.; tried calling father-in-law, brother-in-law Steve answered and denied call
26th Oct 2010 My Gram called and messaged I can call her now!; Met with attorney showed him my bruises all over my body and gave him the summary of what had happened Det. Swift & Deputy Kate Higgins; talked to Gram she said my sister tried calling Shirley (in-law) and she was not helpful. My dad and sister had signed up for a visit, she was flying up from Texas!
27th Oct 2010 Dad came for visit through a video conference. I showed on screen my bruises to my father.; Friend of family checked on the kids and said they had said ""Mom didn't mean to do it"
28 Oct 2010 Still no answer from in-laws; My sister's flight is on Monday
29 Oct 2010 Public Defender met with me and said it was a clear case of self-defense; She told me my bond would be postponed until Det Swift met with the commonwealth's office; Had my sister change my password to my USAA bank account.
31 Oct 2010 Missed Harvestfest with my babies; lawyer advised use public defender to save money for the bond portion since I have no income other than the allotment I was having from John (my husband); Attempted to call in-laws to check on my children, call refused.
1 Nov 2010 Sister called social worker and he advised for me to call when I got out.; Had a visit from Pam Smith from my Sunday school :) she had a message for me "God has a purpose for you".
3 Nov 2010 Still no bond hearing due to Det. Swift not meeting with the commonwealth, maybe next Wed.; was told my step-son Christopher was staying in my home going through my things.
4 Nov 2010 Met with public defender. She stated she would apply for a bond, but, she expected it to be denied. She would not be there, but, her assistant would be and the appeal would take another 2 weeks to be heard in circuit court.; $4300.00 was transfered out of my bank account?! How?! My sister called the bank USAA and they said the password was changed via internet and lockout information needed was my social security number and a child's date of birth. The Rep from USAA told her they can see where the money was transfered from a account in my name only to John Morris, my husband who's account was in his name only! How could they not immediately fix it? Stop the transfer, reverse the funds?! The rep told my sister when I could to file a police report, they would reverse it.(Side note: A report was filed with the sheriff's office and Det. Swift the same that handled the Oct 21st incident informed me he was assigned to it and that because he was having to testify for John and knowing me that there was a conflict of interest and he would refer it, over a month later Det. Short called and asked a few questions then mailed a letter stating he could not find evidence and closed the case! What?! My bank said the had the information?! Is it another connection the Morris family has?)
5 Nov 2010 Shannon is coming for a visit Monday @ 10 am!
6 Nov 2010 My sister called my father-in-law Chuck. He mentioned my character and that she was a person with questionable character being a divorced woman. What?! His son is not?! He told my sister that the kids were finally settled and in counselling and he would be taking the kids to a Harvest Fest at school. Shannon met at the school and saw the children and rode a hayride with them. My oldest joked about not messing up his hair while my youngest daughter was putting straw on the boys.
8 Nov 2010 Visit video conference with my sister. I had not seen her since February of 2010 due to my husband abuse having her to have to move out after seeing the ligature mark on my neck scabbing from a rape and choking the night before by John.
9 Nov 2010 Nineteen days! 19 days! Away from my children! My babies!
10 Nov 2010 Bond Hearing Judge Ventura told the commonwealth he wanted some sort of contact that this case is normally a one time hightened violence and does not normally occur again that he wanted bail set at $25,000.00 and my father to go into my residence and get my things. At that the commonwealth said that only my oldest was upset and the other two seemed fine. Bud the social worker got up and said to the judge "yes, I talked to Chuck this morning" What?! Was he friends?! Where was the professionalism? I have been a mom for a decade at home for the past 8 years dedicated to their care!
13 Nov 2010 Chuck refused to let my father in my home. Some things were put in trash bags lining my driveway. They claimed my purse was not in my house, no wallet, no ID?!; I had my sister 3-way call my father-in-law while I was in the RRJ and respectfully in a monotone voice asked for my purse and Chuck just kept saying that I have put them through this and Shirley was on the verge of a nervous breakdown that he has done all he is going to do for me. What? Done what? Allow your son to abuse the kids and I, I thought to myself. After the call my sister had a text telling her I needed to calm down that my husband told someone I called cussing at my father-in-law and threatening him. My sister called them and said no, no way! I was on the phone with her and the calls are recorded at the jail to prove it!; My Gram agreed to lend a check for bond and I pay her when I get out tomorrow.; My dad had a call from in-law, they found my driver's license and not my purse they would put it in my mailbox. Wow! No purse?! I drove from the gym with no ID, purse, ATM card?! wow?! And the deputy saw it the night of Oct 21, 2010 and would not let me bring it...hmmm how nice.
14 Nov 2010 Home, well not to my house but my dad....I get to see my dad. I have not been allowed to see him since 2006 when I built the Morris Road address and John told him that if he stepped foot on it he would kill him. Dad picked me up! It felt like forever...21 days no windows to look outside to see the rain, sun, leaves change. Thank God the sun was so bright and warm this day!
Sigh 23 days I thought was a long time without my children. Little did I know that it would turn into 134 days. One Hundred and Thirty-Four Days?!
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Do you know the phone number to those you need?
Jail, I had arrived at the RRJ and was brought into the holding unit. Phone call. I was allowed to call. How? My purse was at my house the deputy refused to allow me to bring it. My cell phone had my phone numbers. I never direct dialed!
Gram! My Gram had the same number since, well more than 20 years. 3am? Hmmm, it is too early I will scare her I thought. My sister! Well we had a falling out. John strained any family relationships I had and I was not strong enough to leave John when he was abusing me and he children I was afraid. This, this that is happening I knew would happen! I get blamed for what he did! I call her anyway. The prompt was too short I was sick my voice was hoarse the call was denied (later I found out that she could not understand and had to have our mother tell her it's Liss and she freaked! Melissa? Her sister in jail? Stay at home mom? Nursing student? 911 Communications Officer? Not Lissa. Well at 7am when my Gram called that same thought ran through her mind and the call was denied. Alone. I was alone. Later I called a bondsman and asked her to 3-way my in-law Shirley, she seemed as though she was going to help. Later that night I would hear from my father-in-law, that, I was a woman of questionable character and he refused to let me speak to my children. He refused me several times until the bond hearing where they made sure it would be another 134 days.
How? Why would they do that to me knowing who their son is? John Morris who got a 13 yr old girl pregnant when he was 18. A 14 year old girl pregnant at 19 and a 16 yr old girl pregnant when he was 28 while he still was married to Bonnie Lynn Hoffman (also abused by him)in 1995.
Covering for John was the norm. Thousands of dollars spent to correct his lies, manipulation, abuse.
In 2007 they paid his $10,000.00 cash bond not even spending the night in jail. A month later witness tampering forcing me to leave town with my children until the 2008 March conclusion of John charges I filed against him. Threatening to take my children. I had to stay with my step-son in Las Vegas, he was stationed at Nellis Airforce Base. John, Chuck and Shirley all claiming to the commonwealth they had no idea where I was (even though they had me drive to Travis Airforce Base in CA where John made military flight arrangements unable to do travel I waited standby in the USO room 2 days with children he had me drive back to Christopher's and fly out of LAS, in Nevada) Amazing? Right?
The court process for the 23 days were a never ending merry-go-round of shock and awe....
Gram! My Gram had the same number since, well more than 20 years. 3am? Hmmm, it is too early I will scare her I thought. My sister! Well we had a falling out. John strained any family relationships I had and I was not strong enough to leave John when he was abusing me and he children I was afraid. This, this that is happening I knew would happen! I get blamed for what he did! I call her anyway. The prompt was too short I was sick my voice was hoarse the call was denied (later I found out that she could not understand and had to have our mother tell her it's Liss and she freaked! Melissa? Her sister in jail? Stay at home mom? Nursing student? 911 Communications Officer? Not Lissa. Well at 7am when my Gram called that same thought ran through her mind and the call was denied. Alone. I was alone. Later I called a bondsman and asked her to 3-way my in-law Shirley, she seemed as though she was going to help. Later that night I would hear from my father-in-law, that, I was a woman of questionable character and he refused to let me speak to my children. He refused me several times until the bond hearing where they made sure it would be another 134 days.
How? Why would they do that to me knowing who their son is? John Morris who got a 13 yr old girl pregnant when he was 18. A 14 year old girl pregnant at 19 and a 16 yr old girl pregnant when he was 28 while he still was married to Bonnie Lynn Hoffman (also abused by him)in 1995.
Covering for John was the norm. Thousands of dollars spent to correct his lies, manipulation, abuse.
In 2007 they paid his $10,000.00 cash bond not even spending the night in jail. A month later witness tampering forcing me to leave town with my children until the 2008 March conclusion of John charges I filed against him. Threatening to take my children. I had to stay with my step-son in Las Vegas, he was stationed at Nellis Airforce Base. John, Chuck and Shirley all claiming to the commonwealth they had no idea where I was (even though they had me drive to Travis Airforce Base in CA where John made military flight arrangements unable to do travel I waited standby in the USO room 2 days with children he had me drive back to Christopher's and fly out of LAS, in Nevada) Amazing? Right?
The court process for the 23 days were a never ending merry-go-round of shock and awe....
I have nothing to Fear....right? I am the victim....right?
I arrive for questions. A familiar face awaits me in the room Detective Earl Swift who has known my husband and I for years. Conflict? I have nothing to hide I telling him what happened I give him John's history, the conversation seemed to start okay. He started saying things like did John have a life insurance policy, not asking about my policy worth $150,000.00. Or the military allotment of $3800.00 he has been having to pay me per a notarized financial agreement since 2007. He asks me why did I not leave my children there and go get help. Why would I leave my babies with a man who has already tried to kill me and threatened to kill them? Several hours and questions like: How were you able to fight a off your husband 6 foot 220 pounds. I do not know, God?! Adrenline?!
The incident started around 9 something at night and the detective interview even later like 10 something it was not until after 2 in the morning when he asked me to show him where I hurt. He downplayed the red marks on my back, arms and chest only taking pictures of my back.
Later they bring me to the magistrate, I tried to ask the magistrate about charging my husband with attempted murder. No. No charges, nothing. He did not want to hear me. I told him of all the abuse that has gone on and how I was unable to report it in fear for my life. No he did not care, nor Detective Swift of the female deputy. What John said was true. No wonder abuse victims stay and continue to get abused and end up dead.
Charged with three charges Malicious Wounding; Firing into an occupied dwelling; Possession of a firearm in commission of a felony.
Transported to the Jail where I would spend the next 23 days. Why? I was the victim of 15 years of abuse? It was self-defense! It was his gun! Registered to him! He had previous convictions of abuse!
It was just the beginning of another rude awakening.....
The incident started around 9 something at night and the detective interview even later like 10 something it was not until after 2 in the morning when he asked me to show him where I hurt. He downplayed the red marks on my back, arms and chest only taking pictures of my back.
Later they bring me to the magistrate, I tried to ask the magistrate about charging my husband with attempted murder. No. No charges, nothing. He did not want to hear me. I told him of all the abuse that has gone on and how I was unable to report it in fear for my life. No he did not care, nor Detective Swift of the female deputy. What John said was true. No wonder abuse victims stay and continue to get abused and end up dead.
Charged with three charges Malicious Wounding; Firing into an occupied dwelling; Possession of a firearm in commission of a felony.
Transported to the Jail where I would spend the next 23 days. Why? I was the victim of 15 years of abuse? It was self-defense! It was his gun! Registered to him! He had previous convictions of abuse!
It was just the beginning of another rude awakening.....
The Real Nightmare Starts....
I am still half naked, blood on my body from him still coming at me, applying pressure when a child tells me they see the lights I put my lime green workout shirt back on bra-less and thank God someone has arrived. To help, John, the children and me.
The female officer starts off by asking me if I remember her from my husband's father's picnic? Ummm no she tells me she knows his family. Okay, still do not know her. I tell her what I remember and that my daughter saw him choking me. She starts walking me outside, in my bare feet I tell her I am sick can we go inside. She tells me as she is handcuffing me that it is just so she can ask me questions that I am not being arrested. She leads me to the couch. I beg her to put a blanket down as I am soiled in urine from John choking me to the point of almost passing out. They take my children and put them in a room. More questions. Animal control picks up my dog and takes her. A "Bud" person from DSS Social Services in Spotsylvania County comes and I give him the events of the night. I beg him to please no put my kids in foster care to call the only person I thought was close and awake. John's parent's "Chuck" & Shirley Morris (even though they had known John's history of abuse, seen pictures and had feared him enough to raise his oldest son now 25, Christopher). Bud agreed. I was given a GSR test. then escorted, not arrested to the sheriff's office in handcuff's behind my back.
John was a convicted abuser. Charged in 2007, plead out in 2008 with a fresh start program and 2 years good behavior....He always reminded me that if you report me again, the next time I will go to jail for a reason. "I will kill you, the kids and anyone else who comes to take me in."
More shocks to come in my period of realizing John was right on his threat of "My family owns this town" "We are the Morris' of Morris Road and our family has been in this town as far as the books go back, 100 years and we have money, I spent over $100,000 to get Christopher, You will loose."
The female officer starts off by asking me if I remember her from my husband's father's picnic? Ummm no she tells me she knows his family. Okay, still do not know her. I tell her what I remember and that my daughter saw him choking me. She starts walking me outside, in my bare feet I tell her I am sick can we go inside. She tells me as she is handcuffing me that it is just so she can ask me questions that I am not being arrested. She leads me to the couch. I beg her to put a blanket down as I am soiled in urine from John choking me to the point of almost passing out. They take my children and put them in a room. More questions. Animal control picks up my dog and takes her. A "Bud" person from DSS Social Services in Spotsylvania County comes and I give him the events of the night. I beg him to please no put my kids in foster care to call the only person I thought was close and awake. John's parent's "Chuck" & Shirley Morris (even though they had known John's history of abuse, seen pictures and had feared him enough to raise his oldest son now 25, Christopher). Bud agreed. I was given a GSR test. then escorted, not arrested to the sheriff's office in handcuff's behind my back.
John was a convicted abuser. Charged in 2007, plead out in 2008 with a fresh start program and 2 years good behavior....He always reminded me that if you report me again, the next time I will go to jail for a reason. "I will kill you, the kids and anyone else who comes to take me in."
More shocks to come in my period of realizing John was right on his threat of "My family owns this town" "We are the Morris' of Morris Road and our family has been in this town as far as the books go back, 100 years and we have money, I spent over $100,000 to get Christopher, You will loose."
Help! The Victim is being Charged as the Accused Spotsylvania County, Virginia
My Story begins as a 16 year old girl Melissa Morris being wooed by the older 28 year old wolf in sheep's clothing John Edward Morris. John represented everything Melissa wanted to have in married life a good man who went to church and could afford nice things. Less than a year later I learned I married the devil.
My case is that of domestic violence, both spousal and child verbal/physical and mental abuse.
I am a mother of three small children under the age of 10. I had possession of my home in a notarized agreement with my husband after felony child abuse and spouse abuse charges were filed on John in October of 2007.
October 21, 2010 could of been my last day alive.
John Morris hid in my home awaiting my return from the gym with my three small children. He waited for me to feed them a snack, put them to bed, wait for them to fall asleep, allowed time for me to let my 2 yr old labrador Madison outside to play, for me to put my wash in my dryer and take off my workout tops. Half naked I walked into my bedroom, into my bathroom, lit my candle and when I walked into my room to get my bath salts He jumped out!
John lunged out and choked me to the ground knees on my chest trying to take the life from me and telling me that. My screams woke my young daughter. She ran into my room begging her father to stop hurting her mother. He told me that if I did not make her go to her room he would kill her. She went. Several wrestling and fighting, choking,bending of my previously broken wrists thumb I ran out of my bedroom.
Again attacked, choked against the laundry room door frame to the point I urinated on myself. Again my daughter pleaded at her father to stop. John said I am going to permanently take care of her. I put her in her room. I ran. Only to be thrusted to the ground flipped over and knees on my chest John had a gun, his gun in my face. Struggling and thinking, "Why God, Why me, my children, Oh God he's going to kill my children!" I grabbed his "balls" and squeezed with all my might! The weapon, his weapon fell from his hands. I grabbed it, it would not shoot. I jumped over the couch while he chased me and next thing I remember is hearing 2 shots and my ears ringing. It felt like everything was buzzing he was still coming after me.
After John started telling me he was going to bury me under the jail. I would pay for this. Do I realize what I have done. I got a towel and applied pressure. I tried talking to my boys who were on the opposite side of the house awake now and telling them it will be okay. John demanding my oldest to come to him telling him it would be his fault if he dies. I looked for my bedroom key to get into my room to get a cellphone since we had no house phone. I called Spotsylvania 911. Still continued to apply pressure to John and tell them our address.
The real nightmare begins....
My case is that of domestic violence, both spousal and child verbal/physical and mental abuse.
I am a mother of three small children under the age of 10. I had possession of my home in a notarized agreement with my husband after felony child abuse and spouse abuse charges were filed on John in October of 2007.
October 21, 2010 could of been my last day alive.
John Morris hid in my home awaiting my return from the gym with my three small children. He waited for me to feed them a snack, put them to bed, wait for them to fall asleep, allowed time for me to let my 2 yr old labrador Madison outside to play, for me to put my wash in my dryer and take off my workout tops. Half naked I walked into my bedroom, into my bathroom, lit my candle and when I walked into my room to get my bath salts He jumped out!
John lunged out and choked me to the ground knees on my chest trying to take the life from me and telling me that. My screams woke my young daughter. She ran into my room begging her father to stop hurting her mother. He told me that if I did not make her go to her room he would kill her. She went. Several wrestling and fighting, choking,bending of my previously broken wrists thumb I ran out of my bedroom.
Again attacked, choked against the laundry room door frame to the point I urinated on myself. Again my daughter pleaded at her father to stop. John said I am going to permanently take care of her. I put her in her room. I ran. Only to be thrusted to the ground flipped over and knees on my chest John had a gun, his gun in my face. Struggling and thinking, "Why God, Why me, my children, Oh God he's going to kill my children!" I grabbed his "balls" and squeezed with all my might! The weapon, his weapon fell from his hands. I grabbed it, it would not shoot. I jumped over the couch while he chased me and next thing I remember is hearing 2 shots and my ears ringing. It felt like everything was buzzing he was still coming after me.
After John started telling me he was going to bury me under the jail. I would pay for this. Do I realize what I have done. I got a towel and applied pressure. I tried talking to my boys who were on the opposite side of the house awake now and telling them it will be okay. John demanding my oldest to come to him telling him it would be his fault if he dies. I looked for my bedroom key to get into my room to get a cellphone since we had no house phone. I called Spotsylvania 911. Still continued to apply pressure to John and tell them our address.
The real nightmare begins....
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