The Burn Barrel-Disposal Day
Year: 2007
Day: Friday June 22.
Hunter, Christian and their mother Angelica were
busy in the living room of their four-bedroom home in a quiet and rural area on
the plains. Angelica had been a single mother for the first time in her life
with two disabled children. She worked from home as a consultant. She got paid
a lot of money each day as she completed all of her work. Angelica was a half
Hispanic and half Anglo-Saxon.
The twin's father was a flush Indian-Italian that
Angelica had had a one-night stand with and became pregnant. The father didn't
wish to be in their lives but Angelica had legally got the man to pay her child
support. Hunter and Christian's father had given Angelica a yearly payment for
the two boys on their birthday each year. She used that large sum of money to
care for the boys and buy all of their diapers both cloth and disposable
(Angelica mostly used pre-fold cloth diapers and plastic pants on the twins and
occasionally disposables when they were out and about), special clothing, and
strollers. Angelica was a socialite type of woman. She was successful, she was
socially popular, and very, very intelligent.
Angelica had a lot of female and male friends.
Powerful male and female friends that were in parts of every level of
government and corporations possible. From federal, state, county and city.
Angelica used to be a "Madam" in her youth. She had Senators,
Congressman, police officers, Sheriff deputies, Prison wardens, a few CIA
agents that worked at a desk at the CIA, county commissioners, and a few men a
couple women that worked at city hall as "Clients" at one time or
another. One morning, as usual, Hunter and Christian's mother was preparing the
two twins to go to daycare when mother got a phone call on her cell phone.
Mother had just completed Hunter's diaper change and had not even dressed him
yet.
Angelica: Hi boss, I am just getting my two twins ready for
daycare. Uh huh...Sure...when? (Looking at watch) I will be there as soon as I
drop the twins off at daycare....
(Hanging up cell phone) Well boys, your mommy has a
full day ahead of her. I have to get you all ready to go to daycare. I am sure
Misses Newell will take VERY good care of you....
Angelica puts Hunter into a pair of bibs overalls
and then puts socks and shoes on him then she goes over to Christian and
changes his diaper. Then she puts a pair of plastic lined cargo shorts on
Christian and a bright striped t-shirt on him and then socks and matching shoes
that Hunter is wearing.
She then puts both diaper bags over her shoulder and
then takes both twins' hands and then walks out through the front door, closing
and thus locking the door. She goes to the garage and puts the two twins into
their seats and buckles their seatbelts before getting into the driver's seat
and starting the car. She backs out of the garage and heads to Misses Newell's
house. The 20 minute drive seemed longer than usual because of all of the
unusual amount of traffic. Once they arrived, she parked the car, got the two
boys out and then brought them both to the front door. Angelica knocked at
Misses Newell's door. A few minutes later, Misses Newell opened the door and
smiled as she greeted all three, motioning for them to enter. As they entered
the house, she closed the front door and then followed them all into the living
room.
Misses
Newell: Good morning
sweeties, I hope you both are ready to have some fun today.
Angelica: (To Misses Newell) I can't stay long, I have to
get to work then I have to meet clients after work so hate to drop and run but
I have to go or I will be late for work.
bye boys.....
Angelica leaves and goes to work. This is the last
time both Hunter and Christian will see their mother.
It was the month of May; it was just getting to be
nice and mild out. Daniel and Misses Newell had adopted Hunter and Christian 7
years ago with all of their disabilities. Daniel had changed jobs and they now
had five kids in diapers and pull-ups.
Misses Newell worked at home as a home daycare
provider while Daniel worked as a trash man.
Daniel and misses Newell were worrying about how to afford all of the
diapers that Hunter and Christian would need as well as their two kids.
While talking lying in bed one night, Misses Newell and Daniel began to
discuss my fate.
hunter is a 10 year old boy that had been adopted
with his twin brother who both had disabilities by both Daniel Newell and misses Newell. Hunter's twin brother and
Hunter both wear diapers 24/7 because they have severe nerve damage that causes
lack of control. They both can't walk, but can talk well.
Seven years ago, Hunter's twin and Hunter had been left at
Misses Newell’s home daycare. When Hunter was 3 years old, his mother went out
to a party. At some point, Hunter and Christian's mother, the last of their
entire family, had been killed in a very fiery car crash due to her being
drunk.
Misses Newell had learned of the crash the morning after,
when she turned the TV on and the newscaster was talking about a car that had
crashed overnight and had burned upon impact.
Misses Newell used the DVR to record the segment so that she
could show it to the twins.
Once she woke the twins up that morning and got their
diapers changed, she brought them to the TV to show them the footage. Mommy
Newell and the two twins all cried hard. Then once they were done crying,
Christian and Hunter didn't want to get out of bed or eat much...just drink for
a week. Once Christian and Hunter got out of the grief of the loss of their
mother, Misses Newell and Daniel Newell came in one evening holding a bunch of
papers. They told Christian and Hunter that they felt so bad that we had lost
their mother, so Misses Newell and Daniel had officially adopted them, at least
until they could find another family to take them. The Newells knew that Christian
and Hunter had major disabilities and that they were never going to get potty
trained. Their mother had asked that cloth diapers get used on them but misses
Newell had said that she doesn't like them but she’d be happy to use
disposables on them while the two twins were there. Their mother had agreed but
now that she had died, all of their things were brought over there and the
cloth diapers. Plastic pants were included in with the cloth diapers since that
is what they was used to wearing when their mommy used them on the two twins to
be “greener” and more environmentally friendly.
Christian and Hunter were excited that they were
going to be able to stay there with Daniel and misses Newell. Over the course
of the next year, The Newells tried desperately to set the two twins back up
for adoption. Six different families came to see the twins yet, they didn’t
seem to be interested in two 4 year olds that were disabled and not potty
trained.
Later on, a lawyer calls up and informs the Newells that due
to a mechanical failure in the two twins' mom's car that caused their mother to
die, and now there is a settlement of $100,000 for each of them to allow for the
expenses of taking care of them but that the funds would be given out in $1,000
a month amounts via two separate debit cards for each twin. If more was needed,
the financial overseers would move funds over to the pre-paid debit cards. Now
that each of their funds has been nearly spent and the funds are low, Daniel
brought up to misses Newell that they needed to consider some way to dispose of
Hunter and Christian in some way. Daniel was the one that suggested that they
should do to them what they do to the dirty diapers. Misses Newell became
hysterical at the idea! As Daniel explained and described how it would be
better for the two of them to be done this way, and that they had no other
choice, misses Newell began to “warm up” to the idea.
Daniel and misses Newell both agreed that it would be best
if both were disposed of separately and when their diapers were wet and or
dirty. The last month had been spent going out and doing things like going to
parks, museums. During the weekdays, misses Newell was busy taking care of
other people’s infants and toddlers in her in-home daycare as well as taking
care of my twin, me and her other three natural-born kids. Daniel was always at
work early in the morning and back at home by 5:30 pm weekdays with most
weekends off. Every two days, either Daniel or misses Newell were also burning
a large load of diapers in their burn barrel. One evening, Daniel came home and
wondered how many more days until the first twin was being disposed of. Misses
Newell told him that she would make sure that he went into either the wet
diaper trash can outside or the daycare trash can after lunch tomorrow and he
would be there until he decided it was time to do a load in their burn barrel.
Daniel agreed to that and said that he would burn a load probably by Sunday
night. The Newells and my twin and I were put to bed the night before and were
about to get the news of their lives the next morning. The next morning, the
morning I was being put into the wet diaper pail outside in the backyard along
with a whole full trash can full of my adopted sister’s and brother’s
diapers misses Newell came in get me out
of my crib. As she was undressing me to
change my wet diaper, she began to talk to me in baby talk like she does to the
other kids, mommy Newell began telling me that we can't take care of me
anymore.
Mommy
Newell: (To Hunter) It’s getting too expensive. I wish it didn't
have to be this way but we kind of had no choice! Nobody would take you. We
tried to get you another family but it didn't work out that way.
Hunter: Mommy! PLEASE!!! Don't
throw me away!!!
Mommy Newell: Honey,
we have no choice! It’s getting too expensive to buy special diapers and
supplies when we already have to buy diapers and pull ups for the babies.
Hunter:
Daddy! Do I HAVE to be thrown away???
Daddy Newell: I'm
sorry son but we just can't take care of you anymore especially with the new
baby
Hunter: Daddy, mommy told me that I was being disposed of...is that true?
Daddy Newell: Yes son! I'm sorry. We
decided on it last night. Your mother was hysterical
Hunter:
When are you going to do it?
Daddy
Newell: Mommy
and I haven't decided yet she's still torn up about this.
Hunter:
Mommy, Will I get my diaper
changed before I am thrown away????
Mommy
Newell: Mommy will change you baby
Hunter:
I am scared!!! What do you do with
all of my diapers when you throw them away?
Mommy
Newell: (With tears in her eyes) Mommy
knows your scared sweetie and I wish we didn't have to do this
Hunter:
Can I have my onesie taken off
before I am thrown away? It's got a big wet spot in the back. Are you going to
throw away all of my onesies and footies too?
Mommy
Newell: (Still tearing up) Yes
sweetie, mommy will and we won't have any use for them anymore so yes they are
trash too. Yes sweetie you may were whatever you want or don’t wear what you
want.
Hunter: When are you going to take me for disposal? What time are you going to do
this?
Mommy Newell: After lunch sweetie
mommy doesn't want to have to do this (reassuring
her boy)
Hunter:
(shaking a little in fear) I don't want to be thrown away
mommy! PLEASE don't!
Mommy Newell: (Crying) I don't want to throw you away sweetie but we have no
choice!
Hunter: Are you going to put me into the wet diaper trash
can outside????
Mommy
Newell: Yes
Hunter: what about all of my Huggies size six, Luvs size
six, My Pampers size six and Parent's Choice diapers that are left over?
Mommy Newell: I will
try and use them up on you even if it have to change you after you pee a little
bit in the diaper.
Hunter: what about my cloth diapers? Mommy, I have all of my
cloth diapers still, the ones I came to you with. What about using them inside
my disposable diapers for more absorbency?
Mommy Newell: We are
going to burn them sweetie, in a big barrel out back
Hunter: Are you going to burn all of my diapers too? My clothes too?
Mommy
Newell: I'm gonna burn all of your wet and poopy diapers sweetie,
your clothes, I don’t know yet.
Hunter: Can I go outside and see how you are going to...burn...all of my diapers
and me?
Mommy
Newell: yes, we can do that as soon as i am done changing
your diaper sweetie.
Hunter: I'm thirsty mommy....may I get something to drink?
Here mommy...my bottle, May I have some
milk mommy?
Misses Newell fills my bottle with chocolate milk.
Hunter:
OH thank you mommy.
I drink it slowly.
Mommy
Newell: That's a good boy.
I go and sit down on one of the plastic chairs. As I sit down, my bulging
diaper begins to leak some, forming a small puddle in the seat.
Mommy
Newell: Did you make a mess sweetie?
Hunter:
Mommy! Yes, I think I am wet
mommy!
Mommy
Newell: Honey?
Get me one of his favorite diapers with Elmo on them for me please and the
wipes, thank….you.
Once
mommy Newell gets my diaper and the wipes, she lays me on the floor then
unsnaps my onesie. As Mommy
begins to unsnap my onesie, I take a large sip of chocolate milk.
Starts
to untape my diaper then stops.
Mommy Newell: Why
did you leak sweetie?
Mommy unfastens the tapes of Hunter's diaper and lays it open flat with
the soaking wet cloth diapers lying inside front and back.
Mommy then uses the wipes to clean Hunter. Mommy puts the used wipes into his
diapers then when she is done wiping Hunter; she lifts Hunter's bottom, slides
the diapers out from under him then just folds the disposable diaper over with
the two wet cloth diapers still inside and the used wipes.
Then she puts the wet diapers onto Hunter's chest while she opens the
clean Huggies overnite diaper, puts in two thick booster pads/diaper doublers
then lays the diaper down, then slides it under his butt.
Then mommy puts a lot of baby powder into the diaper and onto me shaking about
half the bottle onto Hunter before she pulls the front of the diaper up,
holding the diaper by the front wings as she lowers the front of the diaper
down onto him.
Then she reaches to Hunter's left side and unfastens the tape from its
resting place and pulls it over to the front taping panel then she does the
same thing to the right tape.
Hunter is still holding onto his baby brother's folded over poopie diaper as
well in his right hand and Hunter's wet Pampers diaper with the four cloth
diapers inside is folded over and sitting on his chest.
Hunter: I forgot to tell mommy I was wet. I was too scared of being thrown away. I
love how nice and comfy soft my diapers are mommy! Even when they are wet. I
also just wanted to feel the squishy wetness of my diapers a bit longer before
I told you I was wet. I hoped I wouldn't leak
Mommy Newell: It's ok sweetie
Mommy Newell: Why
you scared hun?
Mommy
Newell: It's ok
sweetie it happens
Hunter: Where do all of the diapers go?
Mommy Newell: We
burn them sweetie
Hunter:
Are you going to burn ME?
Mommy
Newell: Yes sweetie, in a big
barrel out back with all your wet and poopy diapers. We don't have a choice.
Hunter:
Why is Daddy taking all of my
left-over, clean blue disposable diapers out of the closet??? I didn't
get to use all of them yet mommy. Where is he taking them????
Mommy
Newell: He's
gonna put them in the pantry so we can use them like rags for spills and messes.
Hunter: What time is it now mommy? Is it close to the time you are going to
dispose of me?
Hunter: How long before you throw me away?
Mommy Newell: No sweetie it's only 9 am
Hunter: OK....Why is Daddy outside chopping all of that wood?
Mommy Newell: We use that to keep the diapers burning
longer so that they burn all the way down.
Hunter: Are you going to use wood like that on me
mommy?
Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie.
Hunter: Are you going to show me how you are going to throw me away?
Mommy Newell: What do you mean sweetie?
Hunter: Can I go outside and see how you are going to...burn...all of my diapers
and me?
I want to know before you do it mommy
Hunter: Do wet diapers burn well mommy?
I sit up from where mommy had changed me and look up at mommy.
Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie we can. Mommy has some
really nasty diapers from your brother that I can show you with.
Mommy
Newell folds Hunter's bulging and soaking wet Pampers diaper over without
rolling it up.
Mommy hands him his folded, wet disposable diaper then she takes him by
his left hand and walks outside with him.
Hunter: Mommy? Will I be asleep when you do this??? Can I be asleep when
you throw me away.
Mommy
Newell Hands the soaked Pampers to Hunter. Hunter takes his rolled up Pampers and carries it in his right hand while
he holds Mommy's right hand in his left.
Mommy Newell: Which do you prefer sweetie?
Mommy Newell leads Hunter out onto the back porch.
Hunter: Mommy...I don't know....I leave it up to you and daddy.....but if I get to
choose, I want to be awake so I can see what is happening.
Mommy Newell: Are you sure sweetie bends over and
grabs the plastic Wal-Mart grocery bag with 6 dirty pampers in it.
Hunter: Yes mommy. I am sure.
As mommy Newell and Hunter walk outside to the back
porch, Hunter sees Daddy Daniel chopping wood and carrying it over to a large
blackened burn barrel with some ashes in the bottom. Daddy Daniel is stacking
some of the smaller pieces of wood next to the large barrel.
Hunter: If you want me to be asleep though...then what can I do about it?
Swinging the bag of poopy diapers around in a
circle as she walks,
Mommy Newell carries the Wal-Mart bag with all of the dirty Pampers over
near the barrel.
Mommy
Newell begins watching her husband as he gets all of the twigs, and small logs
loaded into the burn barrel.
Hunter: What is that big black thing for??? Is this where you do my dirty
diapers???
Mommy Newell: This is where we burn our trash sweetie
Hunter: OH.....Do
you dry them out first?
Mommy
Newell: In the summer I just put the diapers in there and put the
lid on and the sun beats down on the barrel and dries them out.
Hunter: Are
you going to do that to me mommy?
Mommy Newell: You don't need to dry out sweetie
you’re not wet like diapers are.
Hunter: Mommy!
Why is Daddy bringing out that large green trash can? Doesn't it have all of my
nice, comfy cloth diapers and plastic pants in it?
Mommy Newell: Yes sweetie I'm going to burn them.
Hunter: Can't
I get to wear any of them first? You could put them on me then just
throw them away with my diapers mommy.
Mommy
Newell: Sweetie, mommy despises cloth diapers!!!! They are gross,
which is why we never used them!!!
Hunter: OH.....OK....Do
you put anything on the diapers to make them burn better mommy?
Mommy Newell: Yes, I use diesel fuel sweetie..
Hunter: So that is what those large cans are for near my diapers?
Mommy
Newell:
Near the can with your cloth diapers yes and it doesn't take a lot like it did
when we used to use gas. It burns extremely hot for hours!
Then Daniel
takes the bag from his wife and puts it down slightly away from the barrel, and
then he opens the bag, dumps the diapers into the barrel on top of the logs and
sticks. Then, once the top part of the barrel is full of diapers, he takes the
little red can full of diesel fuel and he pours some onto the diapers and the
logs and sticks. Then Daniel takes a piece of old newspaper and lays it on top
of the diapers. He takes out his trusty lighter, and then lights the newspaper.
Once the flame dances and moves steadily along the paper, it finally hits the
diesel fuel and POOF!!! With a small eruption, the diesel fuel catches and the
heat that comes from the barrel is VERY, VERY hot!!!!
Daddy Daniel: Stand back son…That is
so hot it could catch your diapers on fire!!! That-a-boy….
Hunter: So…This is what is
going to happen to me Daddy?
Daddy Daniel: Yes son! I will be
burning you and all of your diapers! Wish it didn’t have to be this way…
Mommy Newell: Come on let’s go back
into the house now.
Mommy
Takes hunter’s left hand in her right and then takes Hunter back inside. Daddy
Daniel follows and then heads directly into both Hunter’s and Christian’s
bedroom so he can remove Hunter’s sheets and pillows from his crib. Mommy
Newell leads Hunter back into the bedroom so she can get a diaper and some
wipes from where they keep the diapers. Mommy takes four diapers out and some
baby powder and the wipes then puts it into a diaper bag so that she can carry
it all into the living room.
Hunter: How come Daddy is taking all of my crib sheets off my bed mommy? Where is
he taking them?
Mommy Newell: He's taking them to be
donated.
Hunter: What's that mommy?
Mommy
Newell:
He's giving your sheets to someone that can use them sweetie.
Hunter: Daddy just accidently ripped the sheets that were covering my bed!
Mommy
Newell:
Well then they are garbage then.
Daddy
Newell takes the torn sheets and brings them over to the trash can that has all
of the wet and messy diapers in it and then he stuffs the sheets into the can
on top of the diapers.
Daddy Daniel: Honey, I think I am just going to burn
all of his clothing at the same time that we do him and his diapers…what do you
think?
Mommy Newell: I think that is fine. No one will want
them anyhow.
Hunter: NO MOMMY!!! Don’t burn my clothes!!!!
PLEASE!!!!
Mommy Newell: Mommy and Daddy are going to burn them!
Nobody has use for them anymore!
Mommy takes
Hunter and his twin along with their other two kids out to the living room.
Mommy gets
everyone to sit down either on the floor or in a plastic chair.
Hunter: How
much more time do I have left mommy?
Mommy
Newell: Only a couple of hours
Hunter: Will
it matter if my diaper is wet or not when it is time for me to be thrown away?
Mommy
Newell: No it won't.
Suddenly, Hunter soaks his Pampers diaper with the four
cloth diapers stuffed inside making his Pampers look really bulky.
Mommy
Newell: What did you just do sweetie?
Hunter:
UM...I soaked my diapers mommy!!!!
Mommy
Newell: Your cloth ones are ruined now!
A few drips start to run out of the left leg elastics near
the back of Hunter's diaper between the center and the back.
Hunter: What
am I going to do mommy???? They are all...wet and squishy!!!!
The drips start to soak the center crotch part of Hunter's
onesie. Hunter takes mommy Newell's hand starts walking back to the house.
Hunter:
Mommy! Where are you taking me????
Mommy
Newell: To get changed.
As both of them walk, Hunter trips over an uneven part of the
cement and falls. As Hunter falls, the right side of his onesie snags on a
corner of a table nearby and rips badly.
Hunter: Ouch
mommy! OHHH! MAN!!! My onesie!!!! It's RIPPED!!!!
Hunter starts to get up and the rips gets larger, down the
side right to the buttons in his crotch.
Mommy
Newell: Your onesie is ruined
Hunter:
MOMMY! NOOOO! What are you going to do with it now????
Mommy Newell Starts walking back outside.
Hunter:
MOMMY!!!! Where are you taking me???? I thought you were going to take me to
get changed???
Mommy
Newell: Oh....sorry sweetie of course.
Hunter:
Mommy? Where were you going to take me a second ago????
Mommy starts walking back inside.
Mommy Newell: To get rid of the
onesie. Come on, let’s go back into the house now.
Let's go get you changed sweetie.
Hunter
lets mommy take him inside where she goes to the diapers, gets one out and then
grabs the wipes and brings them to where she is going to change him. Mommy
Takes hunter’s left hand in her right and then takes hunter back inside. Daddy
Daniel follows and then heads directly into both Hunter’s and Christian’s
bedroom so he can remove Hunter’s sheets and pillows from his crib. Mommy
Newell leads hunter back into the bedroom so she can get a diaper and some
wipes from where they keep the diapers. Mommy takes four diapers out and some
baby powder and the wipes then puts it into a diaper bag so that she can carry
it all into the living room.
Mommy
Newell: Do you want to wear a Huggies sweetie?
Hunter: Sure
mommy....My Huggies overnites diapers??? Can you put two booster pads in them
for me too please??? You know how I like my diapers nice, thick and soft....
Mommy Newell grabs a Huggies
Overnites diaper.
Hunter: What
are you going to do with my HUGGIES,
my LUVS, My Pampers and my Parent's
Choice diapers that are left over??? Are they going to be thrown away too?
Mommy
Newell: No we will use them
Hunter: There
are four tall trash cans outside mommy, are they all full of wet and messy
diapers mommy?
Mommy
Newell: PU!! Sweetie? Is that you that's stinky or is it your
brother?
Hunter: My
brother...My twin brother!!! Is he being thrown away too mommy?
Mommy
Newell: Is it your baby brother?
Hunter: Yes
mommy...I no poopie yet mommy
Mommy
Newell: Hold on a sec sweetie...
Mommy Newell grabs baby brother.
Hunter: How
long until I get thrown away mommy?
Mommy
Newell: Another hour or so.
Mommy takes
Hunter and his twin along with their other two kids out to the living room then
gets everyone to sit down either on the floor or in a plastic chair. Mommy
Newell then turns the TV on and selects a channel with some cartoons on. Then
she gets everyone bottles of milk or juice and then lets everyone sit and
watch. While hunter drinks his bottle of whole white milk, watching cartoons,
he wets his diaper very, very much! The diaper begins to bulging and soon
begins to leak. Mommy goes into the kitchen to make supper.
Christian: What
are you making for us mommy?
Mommy
Newell: Baked chicken, veggies, Mac-n-cheese and peaches.
Hunter:
Mommy? I'm not that hungry. Can I just get a couple of bottles of milk?
Christian: Can
you please pick me up mommy, I can't walk remember? My brother can crawl
though. I can't. can you pick me up and put me into the highchair please, from
my stroller?
Mommy
Newell: Yes sweetie
Hunter: Hey
Mommy? Is it true, that after I am done with my bottles, you are taking me
outside and putting me into the wet diaper trash can or am I going into one of
the trash cans in here?
Mommy
Newell: You're going in the poopy diaper trash can!
Hunter: But
WHY mommy? Can I go into the daycare one or the wet diaper can???
Mommy
Newell: Yes you can go in the daycare trash can but there's poopy
diapers in there too
Hunter: Does
the poopy diaper pail get disposed of sooner than the wet ones do?? Will there
be more diapers being tossed in on top of me?
Mommy
Newell: Yes sweetie, because it smells way worse!!!!
Hunter: Then
how long will I be in the trash can with those smelly diapers??? Daddy told me
last night, that the trash cans were only half way full, when they got full,
that is when the diapers would be burned. Is this true mommy?
Mommy
Newell: Till it's full sweetie, Yes, it is true.
Hunter: How
long now, until I have to go in one of the cans mommy?
Mommy
Newell: After lunch.
Hunter:
Mommy! That is in less than a few minutes from now!!! Will it matter if my
diaper is wet or not once I am in the can mommy? Will I get diaper changes
after I am put into the can?
Mommy
Newell: No, it won't matter. Once you are in the trash can, you
get no more diaper changes. I'm sorry honey, it has to be this way.
Hunter suddenly wets his diaper, flooding it. His diaper now
sags and droops under the weight of the wetness. some of the wetness begins to
drip out and onto the floor.
Hunter: Sorry
mommy!!!!! I soaked my diaper!!!! I'm SCARED!!!!!
Mommy
Newell: It's ok.
Hunter puts his now empty bottle that had white milk down
onto the table then Hunter goes over to mommy Newell.
Mommy
Newell: It's ok sweetie let's go get you changed
Hunter: OH
thank you mommy!!!! Do you have to roll my wet diaper up when you take it off?
Mommy
Newell: What do you mean sweetie? Mommy Newell untapes the diaper
Hunter: I
mean, since you are just going to throw me away now, why not let me hold onto
my unrolled wet diaper so that it and I will go into the trash can together....
Mommy
Newell: We can do that sweetie which diaper do you want?
Hunter: I
want.....one of my....(takes a look around and sees Luvs, Huggies, Pampers, Parent's Choice, Cuties
and Honest Diapers)
Mommy
Newell: You just came out of a Huggies sweetie.
Hunter: Then,
Mommy, YOU choose what diaper I will wear...just make it with three thick
booster pads and lots and lots of powder please.
Mommy
Newell: Choose something other than Huggies sweetie.
Hunter: How
about....My Pampers Mommy???? I want
the Cookie Monster on my diapers mommy
Hunter: Can
you put three thick booster pads into my diapers then use lots and lots of baby
powder in there?
Mommy
Newell: Sure thing sweetie picks thru the Pampers till she finds
cookie monster.
Hunter: Will
it matter once I am wearing this diaper mommy if I am wet or not one you put me
into the trash can outside?
Mommy
Newell: You will not get any more diaper changes when you are in
there.
Mommy Newell unfastens Hunter's Huggies diaper, then pulls it out from under him setting the folded
over wet diaper onto his chest while she opens the Pampers diaper with the cookie monster on it then she inserts two
thick booster pads into it then she slides the open diaper underneath Hunter
and then uses the rest of the baby powder that was in the bottle, about half of
the bottle, in his diaper before she pulls the front of the diaper up snuggly
and then she fastens each tape. She then runs her index fingers along both leg
elastics to makes sure that they are all facing outwards. Then mommy Newell
takes Hunter by his left hand in her right hand and then leads him outside to
the porch. She opens the lid to the daycare diaper trash can and then helps
Hunter get in. Mommy pushes up on little Hunter's diapered bottom as he
struggles to get into the can. Once he is laying down on all of the wet and
poopy diapers, she looks down at him and says;
Mommy
Newell: It's time to go into the trash.
Hunter:
Mommy!!! PLEASE!!! PLEASE don't throw me away!!! It stinks in here!!!! How long
will I have to be IN here???? NO!!!! don't close the lid!!!!
Mommy
Newell: Sorry sweetie, you are trash now. bye, bye...
Mommy Newell
closes the lid and then applies two trash can lid locks that are made of metal.
The can gets warm and slightly humid with all of the wet diapers inside. Hunter
lays there at first, trying to get used to the nasty smells inside the can.
Before Hunter knows it, it has been over 8 hours since he was put into the can.
Hunter gets horny and starts to hump the diapers inside the can. Hunter was so
busy humping, that he hadn't heard the footsteps coming closer and closer to
the can. Suddenly, the sounds of the metal trash can locks coming off were
heard by Hunter in the can. Hunter freezes. Mommy
Newell opens the lid and finds hunter laying on his tummy, humping his thick,
powdery Pampers diaper that is slightly wet now.
Mommy
Newell: What are you doing????
Hunter:
UM...sorry Mommy. I was...horny....and the wet squishiness of my diapers made
me even worse, so, I am...trying to cum into my diapers...I have been doing
this since I was nine and a half. Are you going to dump that entire kitchen
trash can full of diapers in here??? Are they all rolled up????
Mommy
Newell: No sweetie their not.
Mommy Newell grabs the kitchen trash can and starts to empty
some of the diapers into the can on top of Hunter, packing them down with her
hands as they fall out.
Hunter:
HEY!!! MOMMY!!!! What are you DOING???? Stop PUSHING down so hard on me!!! What
are you trying to do...make more room in here???? UUUUUH! UHHHHHH!
Mommy
Newell: Yes sweetie we got a lot of diapers to cram in there!
Hunter's face gets mashed into an open wet diaper that wraps
around his head.
Hunter: Are
you going to do that again???? (turning his head so that he can see what mommy
is doing.)
Mommy Newell empties the first half of the tall trash can
into the trash can Hunter is in dumping a bunch of unrolled, wet diapers that
fall onto hunter's back with the wet side facing him and a bunch of unrolled
poopy diapers fall down beside his diapered butt. As she finishes dumping the
second half, four unrolled, open wet diapers fall onto Hunter's head. Mommy
Newell once again Packs the entire load down REALLY hard this time.
Hunter:
MOMMY!!!! HEY! UUUUH! UHHHHH! STOP IT!!! You just squished a bunch of wetness
and poop all over me now!!!
Mommy Newell Presses the wet open diapers down well around
Hunter's head. Mommy Newell then has another tall trash can full of the daycare
diapers to put into the trash can that Hunter is in.
Hunter: STOP
PRESSING DOWN SO HARD mommy!!! My diaper is starting to burst a little!! It's
SOAKED mommy!!!
Mommy Newell drops in Hunter's ripped onesie, plus some of
the onesies that were folded and clean as well as Hunter's clean footed
sleepers. one of the sleepers has The Lion King printed all over it, another
Sleeper has Oscar the grouch printed all over it, and Hunter's t-shirts, dark,
blue, white and stained and slightly ripped and with small holes in it, and a
couple pair of plastic lined pants with snaps along the inner leg and crotch.
She then uses both of her hands to give the diapers a REAL GOOD packing before
she gets ready to pour in the last tall kitchen trash can full of diapers and
empty diaper packaging.
Hunter:
MOMMY!!! Can I get my diaper changed????? My diaper is SOAKED!!!! I have cum
into my diaper now too!!! It has been a LONG time now since I was changed last.
I have some poop on my legs and my back, and You made my face get pressed into
some soaking wet Pampers and Parent's Choice diapers!!!!
Mommy
Newell: I don't know sweetie, are you poopy yet?
Hunter: NO
Mommy! My diaper is soaking wet!
Mommy
Newell: Well I'm not changing you till you poop!!!!
Hunter: I
didn't eat much. I wasn't that hungry. I only drank those two bottles before
you put me in here.
Hunter: It's
Morning already????? So, I have to stay in this smelly can mommy? How long????
mommy pushes down on the dirty diapers hard!
Mommy
Newell: Well I told you until you poop one last time. Until then,
you get to stay in that wet diaper you have on! Besides, you are in a dirty
diaper trash can! It doesn't matter now if you are wet or not.
Hunter: Well,
I don't need to yet mommy!!!
Mommy pushes down on the dirty diapers hard! mommy presses
down hard on all of the diapers that are around hunter's head. Hunter's head is
pressed down into the wet padding of one of his own Pampers with a couple of
cloth diapers in it.
Hunter:
UUUUUUUUH!!!! STOOOOOOP it MOMMY MMMMMMMMMFH!!!
Mommy Newell starts to empty another trash can full of
diapers into the silver aluminum trash can that Hunter is in.
Hunter:
MOOOOOMMMMY!!!!!! My diaper is wet!!!!! I have wetness running to my
chest......and I have something gooey all over my thighs and something gooey in
my hair too!!!! HEY!!! Why do you keep pressing me down so hard into all of
these diapers mommy?????? How many MORE diapers will be going in here???? Will
you have...to keep packing me down so hard like that mommy?
Mommy stays silent as she empties the diapers into the trash
can packing them down nice and tightly. Mommy Newell even made sure to open up
some of the wet and messy disposable diapers and put them down facing hunter's
skin in the diaper trash can. Then Mommy Newell packed in a few more unrolled
wet diapers that she put into the pail with the wet side down all over Hunter's
head because there was the most room there. Then mommy put the lid back on and
relocked the can's lid. This forced more pressure onto the load of wet and
dirty diapers pressing against hunter in the can. Hunter hears mommy walk back into the house.
It starts getting a little warmer and a little warmer with each passing hour in
the can underneath all of the wet and dirty diapers. Hunter has now been in the
can for over 30 hours now.
Hunter:
(Yelling) MOOOOOOOOMY!!!!!!!! When can I get out of here????
Hunter stops to listen. He hears nothing but silence. It is
getting warmer and warmer now inside the can underneath all of the tightly
packed diapers. Hunter finds that he can't move at all now with all of the
really tightly packed diapers packed in around him. Hunter suddenly hears foot
steps coming towards the trash can and then the lid opens. He hears mommy and
his adopted sister and Christian standing somewhere nearby talking to mommy and
asking questions. The can is still only 3/4 of the way full with all of the
diapers being VERY tightly packed in. there is still plenty of room for more
diapers to go in. Mommy has brought with her two more full diaper trash cans,
one being the daycare trash can and the other being the home trash can full of
diapers from Hunter's sisters, and brothers. Mommy also has a smaller white can
that now has quite a few of his former blue Medicaid diapers that had been used
to soak up spills. They aren't rolled up at all. Mommy also brought a large
black bag full of Hunter's clothing that nobody wanted. Mostly old onesies,
footed and printed sleepers and a bunch of his clothes with snaps in the crotch
and plastic lined shorts of different colors. Hunter hears mommy starting to
put more diapers into the trash can.
Hunter:
STOOOOOOOOOP pushing DOWN so hard!!!! WHO is doing that?????? Is that YOU
mommy???? Or is that Daddy????
Mommy presses down harder on the load of diapers in the
trash can again.
Hunter:
STOOOOOOOOOP pushing DOWN so hard!!!! UUUUUH! UUUUH! Do you HAVE to keep DOING that????
MOOOOOOOOMY!!!!!!!!! PLEEEEEEEEEASE!!!!!! MOOOOOOOOMY!!!!!!! It STINKS in
here!!!!! I smell like the diapers in here now mommy!!!!! I hear you standing
there!!!!!
Mommy keeps tossing in more and more diapers, packing the
diapers down harder and harder each time so to fit in as many diapers as she
can. More rolled up and quite a few unrolled wet and messy diapers are put into
the can.
Hunter:
MOOOOOOOMY!!!!! it's HOT in here!!!!!! I can't move!!!!! How much longer do I
have to stay in here????????
Hunter feels someone putting more diapers around his hips
and around his arms and legs. Then he hears the sound of what sounds like some
of his onesies and footed sleepers being tucked in and packed in with the
diapers in the can. Then more crinkly plastic backed diapers were put into the
can then the lid was put back on and locked again. The last thing that Hunter
heard that sort of trailed off as the lid was put back on, was:
Mommy
Newell: (To Christian) Your father is going to burn all of those
diapers in the trash can tomorrow night."
meanwhile..........
outside in the yard......Christian sits on the ground
wearing his old white onesie while his kid sister plays with some of her toys.
Daniel is gathering up as many small twigs, sticks and kindling that he can
find. He stacks it next to the burn barrel where he had also stacked quite a
few thick logs. Then, everyone goes inside the house and all is silent again.
Hunter hears mind numbing silence inside the can except for the slight rustling
of the diapers that are pressed and packed so tightly around him. four more
hours go by and Hunter falls asleep. Hunter wets his now soaking wet diaper
more. The wetness runs into the front of his diaper and leaks out of the top
end of his Pampers diaper with three thick booster pads and lots and lots of
baby powder in it. The diapers are so tightly packed around hunter, that he
can't move much. He can wiggle a little, but that is it. The pressure of the
lid keeping a lot of pressure on all of the diapers keeps causing Hunter not to
be able to move much inside the can. four more hours go by and Hunter is fast
asleep in the can. Mommy Newell has once again came outside to put a few more
diapers into the can. Mommy Newell opens the lid, and puts in seven more
diapers from a bathroom sized trash can. Mommy once again packs the diapers
down with all of her weight. The diapers press down but now spring back.
Hunter:
UUUUUHHHHHHHHHH! UH! HEY! Whoever did that PLEASE!! STOP IT!!!
Mommy Newell can't hear Hunter's muffled complaints from
under all of the diapers.
Mommy
Newell: Honey? I think we need to burn a load of diapers!!!
Hunter hears in the background
Daddy
Daniel: Ok man, I will get the barrel ready.....
Mommy Newell puts the trash can lid back on and it gets hot
and sweaty and stinky in the can once more. About half an hour goes by and
Hunter is still fast asleep inside the can. Daddy Daniel comes outside and then
goes over to the can and then grabs the can by one of the metal handles and
then drags the very, heavy can over closer to the burn barrel so that he can
start to load the diapers and trash into it. The loud sound of Daniel dragging
the can against the cement startled Hunter and suddenly woke him up. Still
unable to move under all of the tightly packed diapers, Hunter wonders what is
going on outside the can. Hunter hears the can lid open and mommy fishing
around, moving the diapers aside.
Hunter: OH
Mommy? Is that you????
Mommy moves a bunch of the diapers to the sides and a few
fall and settle over Hunter's head as mommy turns Hunter over. Mommy sees all
of the poopy diapers that are now sticking to the side of one of Hunter's legs.
She is rather grossed out by the smell and she decides not to touch Hunter
until she goes into the kitchen to get some yellow latex rubber gloves on. Once
she goes and puts them on and then comes back out, she leans down into the can
and takes one last look at Hunter's bulging wet Pampers with the cookie monster
on it. Then she looks up at Daddy Daniel who is just about ready to start
loading the burn barrel with the diapers and Hunter's clothing.
Mommy
Newell: Yep! He's ready. He's all yours honey.
Daddy Daniel Newell starts taking handfuls of the diapers
out and he starts tossing them into the burn barrel two, three and sometimes
four at a time. Before too long, all but a few of the dirty disposable diapers
have been tossed into the burn barrel. As daddy Daniel Newell leans in and
starts to pick Hunter up, Hunter starts to protest.
Daddy
Daniel Newell: OK son, it's time for disposal, it's burn
barrel time!
Hunter:
NOOOOO! Daddy! NO! Put me down!!! STOP!!!! HEY! Let GO of me!!!
Daddy Newell sees that Hunter isn't going to be cooperative,
so he sets poor dirty, Hunter down onto his feet next to the burn barrel. He
then reaches for the baby bottle he had prepared with some very heavy liquid
sleeping medicine.
Daddy
Daniel Newell: OK son, drink this. It's going to make you
relax for us. Once you relax, you won't feel a thing. I am going to put you
into the burn barrel now, and then I am going to finish loading all of these
diapers in there on top of you! Then, I am going to pour a lot of diesel fuel
all over you and the diapers and let them soak for a bit until you fall asleep!
Sorry son, but I have to get this done...there is NO other way!!! It's disposal
day now, it's time to go into the barrel with the diapers now man!
Daniel Newell picks Hunter up and lays him into the burn
barrel on top of the diapers already in the bottom half of the barrel on
Hunter's back. then he leans back out and starts taking as many diapers as he
can per handful and starts tossing them through the air and into the barrel.
Hunter:
(Taking the nipple out of his mouth for a minute) NOOOO! Don't! STOP Daddy!!! I
don't wanna go in there!!!! (Hunter is laid onto his back on top of some of the
diapers that were on top of him. then Daniel starts to toss more unrolled
diapers onto Hunter covering his face, chest and his diapered regions as well
as his arms, legs and hands and feet.) Daddy? Can I have some time before you
light the diapers and I in this barrel, to have a little.....fun with the
diapers????
Daddy
Daniel Newell: (Dumping in another couple of handfuls of wet
and dirty diapers from the daycare trash can.) Son, You have until Mommy and I
are done adding the wood in there to do whatever you want. Once Your mom and I
start pouring in the diesel fuel and rubbing it all in to you and getting all
of those diapers nice and soaked, it will be time to light the diapers and you
on fire...I'm so sorry we have to do this!!!
Hunter starts to turn over the best way he can and then he
starts to hump the diapers that are below him as Daniel and misses Newell begin
to chop some wood into kindling and then load the kindling into the barrel a
few pieces at a time. Hunter begins to climax with a loud scream in pleasure as
he cums very heavily into his soaking wet Pampers Cruisers diaper. Sighing in relief.
Hunter begins to drink his bottle again and then he turns
over onto his back. JUST as Hunter gets comfortable, he realizes that there is
a lot of kindling wood in the barrel now and that both Daniel and Misses Newell
were now hovering over the top of the burn barrel about to put in some slightly
larger logs. As hunter starts to feel the effects of the fast-acting and long
lasting sleeping liquids that had been mixed into his chocolate milk in the
bottle, Hunter tries desperately to reach up at both Daniel and Mommy Newell as
if to get one last hug. Then Hunter's arms drop to his sides on top of some of
his unrolled wet and messy disposable diapers that Daniel had tossed in on top
of him. Hunter's bottle fell out of his mouth and to the left of him. Seeing
Hunter pass out like that with a very cute expression still on his face...made
Mommy Newell start crying hysterically. Daniel had to stop and console his
wife.
Daniel: OK,
sweetheart, it will be ok my love.....I wish it didn't have to be this way...I
really, really do...but, we have to dispose of him.....I know that this isn't
easy....so the faster we get this done the faster it will all be over for all
of us.
Mommy
Newell: (Crying into Daniel's left shoulder) I know...Sniffle,
Sniffle, I...I just wish...that we could have found them some family to live
with. I wish that we didn't have to do this!!! Hunter was such a good boy too!
Daniel
Newell: I know he was, I know he was, but we can't afford to keep
him! All of those Special diapers, all of their special onesies and clothing,
and all of the extra food we had to buy!!! Let's get the diesel fuel poured in
on him and get him all nice a soaked well with it and then I will light it and
I will meet you back in the house, ok honey? I really HATE doing all of these
dirty diapers right after I come home too honey!
Mommy
Newell: (Letting go of her husband and going back into the house
to be with the other kids and with the twin, Christian.) Ok, I'll be inside
taking care of the kids honey. take lots and lots of pictures please!!!
Daniel
Newell: OK, will do. See you inside.
Daniel picks up the first 2 gallon container of diesel fuel
and starts to open the spout. He then begins to slowly pour some of the diesel
fuel onto the diapers. The diesel fuel splashes down onto Hunter's chest and
splatters onto the diapers laying on him. Daniel opens one of the wet diapers
from the silver aluminum trash can and then lays it across Hunter's face then
tosses on some more diapers then moves some of the wood around so that it is
closer to Hunter. he then ads a couple of laarger logs across Hunter's diapered
region and his face. Then he pours even more of the diesel fuel onto the
diapers, drenching them very, very well. Then, Daniel takes one of the ends of
one of Hunter's diesel fuel soaked onesies and uses his Zippo lighter to light
the end on fire. The flames races along the garment and soon catches the rest
of the load in the burn barrel on fire. the diapers burst into flames and begin
to burn furiously. Daniel takes a lot of pictures as he watches as Hunter and
the diapers begin to burn. Without a noise, without so much as a twitch or a
scream, Daniel watches as the flames begin to burn Hunter's diaper from both
back and front.
Daniel
Newell: (Muttering to himself) That's ONE kid down....one more to
go.
before too long Daniel decides to add some more diapers to
the barrel. Once the trash can was completely empty, he took the can back over
to it's original location just before he walks back inside.
Once the diapers and the last of the last log was completely
turned to ash, Daniel goes outside to see if there is anything left in the burn
barrel. Once he checks and confirms that Hunter the diapers and all of his
clothing were burnt, he has a satisfied look on his face as he walks back into
the house.
Four weeks
later......
Monday
6:30 am: Mommy Newell walks into Christian's room ready to get him
out of his crib to change his soaking wet night-time diaper as she has since he
had been adopted. Chris is wearing a onesie over his diapers and as mommy looks
him over, she notices that his onesie is soaking wet in the back and the front
as well in the crotch area. Mommy Newell reaches over to the bag of Luvs
diapers and takes one out, then she reaches over and takes out two thick
booster pads and the baby wipes as well as the baby powder. She puts it all
into Christian's diaper bag and then slings it over her shoulder before taking
Chris' hand and then she leads him out to the living room floor where she lays
him down so she can change his soaking wet and bulging Huggies overnites
diaper.
Mommy
Newell: I see that you leaked and soaked your onesie. You don't
have any more clean onesies right now either. Would you like to keep this one
on or would you like me to take it off sweetie?
Christian: I
want you to take it off mommy....it's wet....
Mommy
Newell: OK. remember a month ago when your father and I disposed
of your brother???
Christian: Yes
Mommy, I do. Is that going to happen to me soon?
Mommy
Newell: Yes sweetie, it is. Today is your last day. After I am
done changing your diaper, you will be going into the trash can where I throw
all of the dirty diapers.
Christian: NO
mommy!!! NOOOO! Can't I choose what time I get put into the can? I don't wanna
be in there!!! How long will I have to be in there?
Mommy
Newell: Till it's full and needs to be taken outside. NO, your
father and I both agreed that you need to be put into the trash can early. Your
father wants you in that can as soon as possible.
Christian:
(Looking at the can) That has a trash bag in it. When it gets full mommy, will
you tie the bag shut?
Mommy
Newell: Yes sweetie, I will.
Christian: But
Mommy....I have laid in plastic wearing nothing but my diapers before....the
plastic was hot and stuck to me! Mommy? how come my dirty onesies are being
thrown away?
Mommy
Newell: Because sweetie, we aren't going to need them and they are
dirty. Mommy Newell
started to take the snaps apart in Christian's onesie and then she rolled it up
as far as she could so that she could change his diaper. She unfastened the
tapes on each side and then she pulled the wet and bulging Huggies Overnites
diaper down so it lay open flat. She then pulled the back half out from under
Chris then she opened the wipes container and started to wipe him clean, using
ten wipes, depositing each used wipe into his wet Huggies diaper before she
folded it in half and then tossed the wet diaper onto his chest. Then she
opened the clean Luvs diaper and then added the two thick booster pads into his
diaper before she slid the back half underneath Chris, lifting him up slightly
as she did. Then once Chris was laying on the diaper, she took the baby powder
bottle and added half the bottle worth of powder onto him and into his diaper
before she pulled the front of the Luvs diaper up and fastened the tapes. Then
Mommy Newell helped Chris up to a sitting position on the bed and then she
pulled his dirty onesie off and then she picked up his soaking wet diaper and
put it on top of his onesie. She put the onesie and the wet diaper down on his
bed for a minute while she took out a bottle full of some cold chocolate milk.
Mommy
Newell: Here, drink this, this will be the last thing you will get
until it's time to put you and the diapers into the burn barrel sweetie.
Mommy Newell looked straight down into Christian's eyes as
he drank the milk from the bottle knowing that for a second time this was
getting to be difficult to have to do. She looked away and outside through the
window as she tried not to think about what she was doing right now.
Daniel had suggested that she give Chris this bottle with
some liquid paralytic drugs that would make it hard for poor Chris to escape
from the trash can or move too much. The drugs would only last for a little
while, just long enough to get him outside in a couple of days into one of the
trash cans full of diapers.
Christian:
(taking the bottle's nipple from his mouth) Mommy! I feel funny! How come I
can't move much????
Mommy
Newell: I...I'm so sorry sweetie, I didn't want to have to do
this, but your father and I were afraid that you might try to escape from the
trash can so we gave you something so that you won't be able to move until the
trash can be taken out.
Christian: Once
I am in there mommy, will you be putting more diapers in on top of me?
Mommy
Newell: Of course honey.
Christian: Will
I be getting dirty and smelly in there?
Mommy
Newell: Probably...yes.
Christian: Will
I be getting my diapers changed once I am in there mommy?
Mommy
Newell: I am afraid not hun. Once you are in the trash, you are
garbage. Ok Chris, ready to go into the trash?
Mommy Newell has daddy Daniel Newell carry Christian over to
the trash can half way full of diapers and then he lays him down on top of the
diapers already in there on his side and then leaves to go to work. Mommy
Newell then comes over with his wet diaper and the onesie and then she drops
the folded over wet diaper onto Chris then takes the onesie to the bedroom
where the trash bag full of his dirty onesies and footed sleepers as well as
t-shirts and some pants and shorts and then drops it in. Then she leaves the
room. the next six hours, Christian had fallen asleep in the trash can full of
diapers. Mommy Newell had quite a few little ones in her care that day aside
from her other two kids. One of her own was in Pull-ups and the other was still
in diapers. Mommy Newell had changed all of the kids' diapers at nearly the
same time and now had a lot of wet and dirty diapers to throw away. She brought
all of the wet and dirty diapers over to the trash can that Chris was in and
began to toss them in on top of Chris. this made Chris wake up and turn to look
at Mommy Newell.
Christian: HEY!
Stop that! HEY! Those are dirty diapers mommy!!! They smell bad!!!
Mommy
Newell: Well Sweetie, this is where we throw away all of the dirty
diapers. you are now trash too I am afraid.
Christian: How
much longer will I have to be in here?
Mommy
Newell: Until it's full.
Christian: Can I
get my diaper changed mommy? I am soaked!
Mommy
Newell: No hun, Once you are in the trash, you are trash and it
doesn't matter if your diapers are wet or not. You are in a trash can full of
dirty diapers. Leaking on them won't matter.
Christian: Can I
get a bottle of milk mommy?
Mommy
Newell: No sweetie, I am afraid not. Now I have to get back to the
other kids now...
Mommy Newell walks away and goes back into the other room to
take care of the other kids that she is taking care of. Chris just lays there,
wishing that he had some milk or something to drink. As the time passes, Chris
falls back to sleep in the absence of anything else to do. time seems to go quickly and before Chris
knows it, Mommy Newell is back to toss in four more dirty diapers but the
diapers are just wet and not rolled up at all. Mommy pushes down on Christian
pressing him against all of the disposable diapers and pressing the dirty
diapers that are on top of him into him as she presses down to make more room
for more diapers.
Christian:
Mommy! UUUUH! WHA.....T are....you...UHHHHH doing???? Why did you just DO
that???? MOMMY! let...me out of
here!!!!! PLEASE?????? I need my diaper changed!!!
Mommy
Newell: (turning to walk away) I have to make more room in there
for more diapers. When I come back to throw in more diapers, I will have to do
that again and again sweetie. Sorry hun....I am not cleaning up trash!
Christian: WAIT
mommy!!!
Mommy
Newell: Honey, please. Don't make this any more difficult as it
already is. I have to get back to the other kids.
Christian slumps back over onto his tummy covered with
unrolled wet and a few messy disposable diapers pouting and wishing that
someone would have adopted him.
Christian falls asleep out of boredom and wakes up to Mommy
Newell and a few kids standing around the trash can in the kitchen where they
have been tossing dirty diapers. mommy Newell had just changed a few more of
the kids and now it was lunch time. Mommy comes over and tosses in three more
folded over wet Pampers, Parent's Choice and a Dollar Store band diaper. One of
the kids looks into the trash can and sees Christian laying in there partly
covered under some of the diapers.
Little
Girl:
Miss Newell?
Mommy
Newell: Yes sweetie?
Little
Girl:
Why is there a baby boy in a diaper in the trash can?
Mommy
Newell: Well sweetie, he is trash. We couldn't find anyone that
would take him home and make him their new kid, so we had to throw him and his
twin brother away. We really didn't want to do it this way, but we had no
choice! We can't afford to buy all of those diapers or feed them honey.
Little
Girl:
What do you do with the dirty diapers? Do they go to a trash truck?
Mommy
Newell: No sweetie, they don't. We burn our trash.
Little
Girl:
You are going to burn all of those diapers and that diapered boy?
Mommy
Newell: Yes, unfortunately,
we have no choice.
Little
Boy:
(Chiming in) Miss Newell? do you change that boy's diapers while he is in
there? Does he get anything to drink or eat?
Mommy
Newell: No sweetheart, he doesn't. once he is trash, it doesn't
matter if his diapers are dirty or not. he is in the trash with dirty diapers.
We don't clean trash do we?
Little
Boy:
(Scratching his head) No, I don't think....you do. So, how long will he be in
that trash can of diapers miss Newell?
Mommy
Newell: Until the trash can gets full sweetie.
Little
Boy:
How long is that going to be?
Mommy
Newell: (Preparing some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and
juice for lunch.) I don't know sweetie. a day or two maybe.
Little
Girl:
Does that boy have any clothes?
Mommy
Newell: Yes, he does. They are trash now.
Once mommy Newell made the sandwiches and poured the juice,
she put the plate of sandwiches cut in half on the table and then put paper plates
down for each kid. The infant Misses Newell was caring for, as well as her own
infant, were fed earlier and were now napping nearby. silence except for the
sounds of lip smacking and gooey chewing sounds
were the only sounds heard as the toddlers and older boys ate their
lunches. the boy and girl kept looking at the trash can wondering what the boy
in there was doing. they heard him take a deep breath and start to turn over as
poor dirty and now stinky Christian lay asleep in the trash can full of diapers.
Little
Girl:
Misses Newell? Can I touch that boy in the trash can?
Mommy
Newell: No, I don't think you should. he is all dirty and nasty
now!
As the kids finish lunch they adjourn to watching a movie.
sometime after the movie is over, the kids all need their diapers changed.
misses Newell changes several wet diapers and afterwards, two of the kids
volunteer to help carry the unfolded wet diapers to the trash can where poor
Christian is laying in.
Little
Girl:
miss Newell?
Mommy
Newell: (Dropping a couple more diapers into the trash can on top
of Christian) Yes sweetie?
Little
Girl:
How come that boy is in there? Did he do something wrong?
Mommy
Newell: No, he didn't. We just couldn't find anyone who wanted
him. Since we don't want him, we had to put him into the trash. We really
didn't want to, but we had no other choice.
Little
Girl:
Did he have a brother?
Mommy
Newell: Yes, hun, he did.
Little
Girl:
What happened to him?
Mommy
Newell: We put him into the trash with the dirty diapers and then
we burned the trash.
Little
Girl:
You burned the trash? Did you burn the diapers and his brother?
Mommy
Newell: Yes, unfortunately, we did. Actually, my husband, Daniel
did.
Little
Girl:
Is that going to happen to that boy in there too?
Mommy
Newell: Yes dear, it is, in the burn barrel out back.
Mommy Newell then packs the diapers down more, pushing down
on them with a lot of pressure. Christian's head is laying in an open wet
diaper of his and as Misses Newell pushes down on the diapers, the wet diaper wraps
itself around Christian's head. Noticing that Christian was verbally
complaining about his soaking wet diaper needing changed, Misses Newell decided
to later on, put Christian and a few of the wetter diapers into the kitchen
trash compactor to help squeeze some of the wetness out of the diapers and out
of the diaper that Christian was wearing.
Mommy
Newell: Don't worry Christian, I will take care of that for you a
little later on...ok sweetie?
Christian: How
much longer am I going to be in here?
Mommy
Newell: Hopefully not too much longer. After today, the trash
needs to go out, but before that happens, I want to dry a few of the wetter
diapers out.
Christian: How
are you going to do that mommy?
Mommy
Newell: Oh, you'll find out soon. I have to wait until everyone
leaves first.
Christian: How
long will that be?
Mommy
Newell: A couple more hours maybe.
Then mommy Newell tossed in a few more loose wet diapers
packing the diapers down harder into the trash can to make more room for the
few more that may or may not be getting thrown in later. Then misses Newell and
the little girl left the room again for a couple of hours. Once the last kid
was picked up, Misses Newell came back into the room carrying a small bag full
of soaking wet diapers and a few unrolled slightly messy diapers. Misses Newell
began to pull the wettest diapers from the trash can dropping them into the bag
as she took them from the can. Once she had removed as many of the wettest
diapers from the can, she reached in and began to feel around for Christian.
Once she located an arm, she pulled him up and out of the can making sure to
keep the remaining diapers in the can. then she lifted Christian out and she
held the very dirty smelling Christian until she and the bag had walked over to
the kitchen and then over to the kitchen trash compactor drawer and then she
put the bag down next to the cabinet next to it and then she pulled the drawer
open. She then began to take a few of the diapers out, tossing them into the
hopper of the kitchen trash compactor.
Christian:
Mommy? Are you going to put me in there?
Mommy
Newell: Yes sweetie, I need to squeeze some of the wetness out of
your diaper.
Christian: NOOO!
I don't wanna go in there! Don't make me mommy!
Mommy
Newell: Sorry sweetie, I have to dry your diapers out. I'm sorry
it has to be this way.
Misses Newell lowers Christian down into the hopper with his
soaking, bulging diaper facing the inner part of the compactor and instructs
him to stay there while she dumps the diapers from the bag into the hopper.
Christian:
MOMMY! Let me out! PLEASE??? What is this thing going to do?
Mommy
Newell: Honey, I don't usually do this. But since your diapers are
really soaked, they aren't going to dispose of well in the burn barrel so I
have to squeeze the diapers first. (pressing a couple of wet, open diapers on
top of Christian's face and piling on a few more on his diaper and face.) Ready
hun? Here....we....go....
Misses Newell then slides the drawer closed and locks the
door. Christian starts pounding on the door as Misses Newell starts the
downward compactor cycle.
Christian:
(Banging on the compactor door) MOMMY!!!! MOMMY!!! Let me out of here!!!! What
IS this thing???? HEY! What is that noise??? I can't see anything!!!
UUUUUUHHHHH! UUUUUUUUUUUUH! My.....UUUUUUUUH! Diaper......UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH!
IS........UUUUUUUUUUUH! Bunching......UUUH! UP!!!!!!
Misses Newell heard Christian stop pounding on the door and
she heard him start moaning and groaning under the pressure. Once the first
cycle stopped, she started another cycle to make sure that as much wetness as
possible was squeezed out.
Christian:
HEY!!!! It's doing it again!!!! MOMMY!!!! WHY???????? LET....ME...OUT!
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH! OUCH! OUUUUUUUCH!!!! OOOOOOOOOOOH! UUUUUUUUUUUUH!
Then she set the compactor to auto then walked away. Misses
Newell went back into the living room to check all of the other baby's diapers
to see if they also needed to be changed.
Over the next couple of hours, misses Newell changed five
more soaking wet diapers. Each of the wet diapers was tossed into the kitchen
compactor on top of poor wet and stinky Christian laying mashed against a lot
of his and other wet diapers. Misses Newell came over to the compactor and
unlocked it, then slid the drawer open to toss in three more unrolled, wet
disposable diapers and a couple of Christian's dirty and slightly torn onesies.
Christian: Is it
time to get out now mommy?
Mommy
Newell: No sweetie, it's not. (dropping the folded over soaking
wet disposable diapers into the hopper on top of Christian)
Christian: HEY!
Those look like MY...onesies!!!! They aren't trash mommy!!!!!! NO! Those are my
favorite onesies!!!!
Mommy
Newell: Sorry honey, they are...trash and they are going in there
with the rest of the trash. I am afraid I will...have to run the compactor a
few more times before the end of the day sweetie. We have to pack as many
diapers as we can in that bag. There are going to be a lot more diapers going
in there.
Christian:
But...but...but....how much longer do I have to be IN here mommy?
Mommy
Newell: Until the bag gets full and needs to be taken outside.
Just then, Daniel Newell comes in the house and closes the
door. He starts looking around for his loving wife.
Daniel
Newell: Hey, honey? Where are you?
Mommy
Newell: I am in the kitchen....
Daniel walks into the kitchen and sees the drawer of the
compactor open with Christian laying inside covered with wet diapers right up
to the top of his head. two wet diapers are covering Christian's face with one
of the diapers wet inner liner laying against poor Christian's face.
Daniel:
What's going on here?
Mommy
Newell: Well sweetie, I put Chris into the compactor earlier this
afternoon and I am trying to pack in as many diapers as I can, Christian here
keeps banging on the door when the compactor isn't on and running.
Daniel
Newell: Well! We can't have THAT....now can we? I think I have
just the thing....
Daniel goes over to the refrigerator and takes out the
gallon of whole milk. He pours some into an old baby bottle and then he puts
the gallon of milk away and then gets the blender out. He takes the lid off and
then pours the milk from the bottle into the blender. he then leaves and goes
into the bathroom medicine cabinet and takes out one of the 10 milligram
tablets of Ambien and then comes back into the kitchen. He stands in front of
the blender and then puts the Ambien tablet into the milk in the blender. he
puts the lid on and then starts the blender for a few seconds then stops the
blender. Daniel Newell then takes the lid off and then pours the milk into the
baby bottle and then screws the lid of the baby bottle with the nipple on. He
then comes over to the hopper of the kitchen compactor and then leans down to
give Christian the bottle.
Daniel
Newell: Here son, drink this. It is going to make you nice and
sleepy.
Christian:
Daddy? Will I be in here for a long time?
Daniel
Newell: Until the trash in there needs to go outside.
Christian: How
long will that be?
Daniel
Newell: I don't know son, it could be tonight or as late as
tomorrow after noon.
Christian: Do
you HAVE...to make this thing smash me so hard?????
Daniel
Newell: Yes son, we still have a LOT of diapers to pack in there.
We are going to run this thing as many times as it takes.
Just then, Daniel and Misses Newell's daughter runs in with
a couple of slightly wet still neatly folded disposable diapers in her hand.
Newell
Daughter: Mommy! Mommy! A pack of diapers fell off the shelf and
fell down and some of them got wet on the floor!!!!!
Misses Newell left with their daughter to go see what
happened while Daniel was waiting for Christian to fall asleep laying in the
bag of wet and dirty diapers that were in the compactor.
Christian:
(Taking the bottle out of his mouth to ask a question) Daddy? Why are you
throwing me away?
Daniel
Newell: Because son, we can't afford to diaper you and feed you
any more. We tried and tried to give you to someone who wanted you but everyone
that came to see you, said that they didn't want two diapered boys! They were
looking for babies that would grow out of diapers at some point. NOBODY wants
kids that they will have to diaper for the rest of their lives. So, that left
us with NO choice but to throw you and your twin brother away!
Christian: Are
you going to do to me and these diapers what you did to my twin and those
diapers????
Daniel
Newell: Unfortunately, yes son, in the burn barrel out back. We
have no choice!
Christian:
(yawning) I am starting to feel sleepy daddy! (Christian puts the bottle back
into his mouth and drinks some more of the cold, medicated milk.)
Daniel
Newell: (Taking the bottle away and putting it aside) OK son, it's
time to close the compactor now.
Daniel stands up and starts to close the compactor when
Misses Newell comes in carrying most of a pack of Christian's Parent's Choice
diapers that had water spilled all over them.
Daniel
Newell: MAN! what happened to all of those?
Mommy
Newell: They fell down off of the shelf and got wet. They are all
trash now.
Daniel
Newell: (Sliding the compactor open again) Well, put them in
there....a shame that they got wasted! They are trash now!
Mommy Newell puts the opened package of Parent's Choice
diapers down on top of Christian's face and then spreads some of the diapers
out over Christian's chest and over his diaper where there was still some room.
Christian:
MOMMY! STOP that! HEY! Those are clean diapers mommy! some of them are wet!!!!
Mommy
Newell: Yes honey, they fell off the shelf and got wet and now
they are trash!
Christian: NO!
NOT over my face!!!! BLAH! HEY! Stop that! What are you doing????
Mommy
Newell: I am spreading the diapers out so that they all will fit
in here. Sorry sweetie, but there was the most room over by your head....I have
to make more room.
Misses Newell then stands back up and then steps back
nodding her head to Daniel to go ahead and close the compactor.
Christian:
NOOOOOO! STOP! Open it up!!!! (yawning) Let...me...out please!!!!
Daniel closes the compactor and then locks it. He bends over
to look at the controls and then sets the compactor to run four times in a row.
Then he stands back up and gives Misses Newell a hug.
Misses
Newell: (to Daniel as they hug) How was your day sweetie? I missed
you.
Daniel
Newell: It was busy. How was YOUR day?
Misses
Newell: Well, I have had the usual kids to watch and I have been
dealing with Christian here and all of these dirty diapers all day. After
tomorrow's loads of diapers, they will need to be taken out to the daycare
trash dear.
Daniel
Newell: OK, OK, man, when I get home from work tomorrow, I will
make sure to take the trash out.
Then Daniel and Misses Newell walk into the living room and
sit down on the couch together with their kids playing with their toys on the
rug at their feet. Daniel picks up their baby and begins to play with them.
Then, as Daniel is playing with the baby, the baby soaks
their diaper and it leaks a little on Daniel.
Daniel:
Honey....our daughter leaked all over my clothes. (handing the baby over to his
wife so she can change her) Here, take her for me so I can go change out of my
work clothes.
Daniel gets up to go change. While Daniel is changing, the
phone rings.
(Phone ringing) Misses Newell gets up to answer the cell
phone that was laying on the kitchen counter charging.
Misses
Newell: (holding the baby on her hip) Hello? Yes...Hi...how are
you? I am good, you? (Listening to the other party speak) uh huh...yep....yes,
we did. We still have one more that is going out tomorrow but yes, he is still
here. Oh.....I...don't know, I will have to talk to my husband about that.
Well, I can bring him over here and I will take care of him her in my home but
if you want to dispose of him in our burn barrel, I will need to discuss that
with my husband. Certainly...hold on....(Misses Newell takes the cell phone
into the bedroom and hands it to Daniel then tells him who it is and what they
are calling about.)
Daniel: This
is Daniel....Oh...hey.....uh...huh....um....I am really not comfortable with
that. Um...for that amount, if you want to do that, then you may use my burn
barrel for that and it will be up to my wife if she will dispose of your kid or
not. I already have a lot of trash to get rid of but if you want to...I will
let you use my burn barrel to get rid of your kid....I know, I know man....it
really IS hard! I completely understand. Ok....that sounds good....I will see
you tomorrow then....ok...here is my wife....(Hands Misses Newell the phone
back.)
Misses
Newell: (clearing throat) Hello....yes, I heard part of the
conversation...uh....huh...yes, I am willing to do that....I can do that....how
much? that sounds good. I will see you
and your kid tomorrow then? Sure....make sure to bring lots of diapers to
change....and bring over their clean and dirty diapers too...I don't like to
use cloth diapers, their gross but I use disposables on the kids while they are
here with me....You can bring them...sure...I will just throw them away and
they will go out to the burn barrel with the rest of the trash.....you bet. See
you then...(hangs the phone up) Well honey, I will be taking care of another
disabled and diapered kid for a couple of days before their parents that we
both know well, want to dispose of him in our burn barrel. I thought you
weren't going to let them do it since I knew that you wouldn't be comfortable
with it?
Daniel
Newell: We need the money that they offered to pay us. So, I said
yes. Once he said they were willing to pay us $4,000 to do it, I changed my
mind. They said they would bring the check over along with all of the boy's
cloth diapers and any disposable diapers they had left over. they want us to
dispose of their kid like we did to Hunter and soon Christian. they can watch
us do the load of trash with Christian in it so that they can see how we do it.
Misses Newell lays her baby down on the bed and starts to
change her wet diaper. She leans down and starts to unfasten the tapes.
Misses
Newell: Honey, could you get me a diaper and the wipes?
Daniel goes over to the shelf and reaches into a Pampers
package and takes out one of the diapers then grabs the container of wipes and
brings it over to and hands it to his wife.
Misses
Newell: Thanks honey.
Misses Newell continues to change their baby's bulging and soaked Pampers diaper, depositing
the used wipes into the wet diaper. Then she pulls the wet diaper out from
under the baby and sets it aside, folding it over. Then she opens the clean
Pampers diaper and then slides it under the baby and then she sprinkles in some
powder and then she pulls the front of the diaper up and fastens the tapes.
Then misses Newell goes over to the trash compactor in the kitchen and unlocks
it, then pulls the drawer open and then she tosses the diaper in. Then she
slides the compactor door closed and relocks it. she then walks back into the
living room for a few minutes so she can rest. After a few minutes, misses
Newell gets back up to go fix dinner.
About 45 minutes to an hour later, dinner was ready. With
the whole family sitting at the table, Daniel on one end and Misses Newell
sitting next to Daniel, the baby sitting right next to misses Newell and their
5 year old daughter sitting next to her daddy, they began to eat.
Kaley
Newell: Mommy?
Misses
Newell: Yes Kaley...
Kaley
Newell: How come you and daddy are putting Chris into that garbage
thing full of diapers?
Misses
Newell: (Looking at Daniel and Daniel looking back) well sweetie,
because no one wanted them. What do we do with things that no one wants?
Kaley
Newell: We throw it in the trash...right?
Misses
Newell: That's right sweetheart. So your brothers had to be thrown
away in the trash. We didn't have a choice. the reason that Chris had to go
into that trash compactor in the kitchen is because his diaper was so wet and
bulging that it needed to have some of the wetness squeezed out of it before it
went outside to wait until daddy has time to load the burn barrel again.
Daniel
Newell: Yea, seems like I am ALWAYS burning diapers, I come home
and all I ever do is load the burn barrel and burn diapers. Getting rid of your
brothers and all of their...special diapers will also cut down on all that.
Misses
Newell: Kaley, remember that disabled midget guy that I take care
of sometimes that looks just like a baby?
Kaley
Newell: Yea, sort of mommy.
Misses
Newell: Well, he is being thrown away too. his father and mother
don't want him any more and they couldn't find anyone to take him. So, they
will be bringing him over tomorrow and then he too will be going to the burn
barrel. his own father will put him into the burn barrel with his diapers and
then he is going to burn him. His father is just going to use our burn barrel
this once until he can get one of his own.
Once dinner was over, everyone brought their plates and
silverware to the kitchen where they put it all into the dishwasher and then
Misses Newell, Daniel and their two kids sat in the living room watching TV
until it was bedtime for the kids.
Misses
Newell: OK Kaley, time for bed. I have to get you and your brother
ready for bed.
Kaley
Newell: OH Mommy! I'm not tired! I don't wanna go to bed!
Misses
Newell: Up, up I will read you a story....once I am done getting
your brother ready for bed.
Kaley
Newell: YAY! I want to pick the story this time mommy...
(sprinting into the bedroom)
While misses Newell and the kids went off to the bedroom, Daniel
went out to the shed to get Chris' load of old, dusty, cloth diapers, plastic
pants, old stained up and slightly ripped onesies from the other 97 gallon
trash can on wheels better known as a trash tote, brought over to where the
rest of the aluminum trash cans where all of the wet and dirty disposable
diapers were being kept until it was burn barrel day. Just as Daniel walked in
the back door, his wife was just walking into the kitchen with two folded over
wet diapers to put into the compactor.
Misses
Newell: (Sighing a little) I have the kids asleep and I thought it
was time to put these two wet diapers into the compactor and run a couple of
cycles before going to bed.
Daniel
Newell: Yea...I am right there with ya myself. (Walks over to
Misses Newell and gives her a kiss.) See ya when you come to bed....I'll finish
taking everything out to the burn barrel tomorrow after I wake up.
Misses
Newell: I'll be there in a few minutes.
Misses Newell unlocks the compactor and slides it open. She
looks down and sees how smashed all of the diapers look. knowing how they look,
she assumes that poor Chris' diaper looks equally bad or worse. She tosses the
two soaking wet diapers into the compactor
More to cum soon.....