stephenie Trujillo
1/5
I was placed here as a child around 1999. I was angry because nobody would listen to the fact that I was abused at home. I was seriously being abused. This facility did nothing to help me. As a matter of fact, I had a staff member named Deborah and Mrs. Daffney to allow another girl of a different ethnicity than me. The same ethnicity as those 2 staff to break my things. She made threats she was going break all my things before doing it. These 2 staff members sit there in the hall and watched in my room and heard the threats she made and allowed her to break my stereo, throw my clothes on the floor. She broke all my personal effects. I stood up, and these 2 staff members picked me up with tons of force. took me to the males time-out room, and threw me against the wall, slammed the door as my face began to bleed. The wall is concrete. I guess I stood up too fast because that was enough to warrant this to happen to me. I was wearing a pair of prescription glasses that shattered and part of the glass cut threw a layer of skin on my face. I was bleeding and required stitches and a hospital visit to put stitches in and take stitches out. This facility didn't call my mother until a week after the incident. Those staff were not punished. They were sent home on paid leave for a week. I had to face those 2 women again. The only thing the facility did was tell Mrs. Daffney to stay away from me. However, I still had to see her. I stopped eating for 6 months. I went from a size 20 to a size 6. They called my mom to come get me because my mom never came to see me for those 6 months, only family sessions by phone, and phone calls to her at night. She didn't even recognize me when she came. She looked me right in the face and asked the staff where I was. I said, "Hello, mom. I am right here. She then said, " What the hell did you do to my daughter. They did nothing differently than she did. I had to go to many different places before someone caught on. Youth villages in Arlington, TN, seen right through my mom and her abuse and what do you know because they seen the situation for what it was all of a sudden my mom was the victim and my step dad was the victim of the system she placed me in. This facility youth villages gave me hope. They genuinely cared for me, and what do you know. I succeeded. I wouldn't recommend Millcreek if it was a shelter for dogs. I am now 36, and I remember how badly this place treated me. They never reported to dhs what I told them was happening to me at home. Instead, they wanted to blame me for my outburst after nobody would listen, diagnose me with anger issues, place me on medication strong enough to put a horse down. Did I mention my sister was placed in dhs custody during my time at Millcreek. Dhs never came to speak to me about what was happening with me, or maybe they didnt know due to millcreeks lack to report child abuse allegations.
However, I was left there in the same situation to be released and harmed somemore. Thanks Millcreek! . The system is a joke. Youth villages saved my life. Millcreek is an awful place for kids. Not to mention, there is sexual activity that can happen at any time. I saw the laundry room used by 2 individuals who weren't being supervised male and females who would use that room for sexual activities. I seen them go in there clearly because the female day room was by the laundry room. I saw them go in, shut the door, come out disheveled. Nobody even knew it. However, if you said something to staff, you could and would be harmed before a staff would intervene. The boys and girls are in the same house or cottage. They have one side of the house. The girls have the other. You still see each other. Eat with each other. Male and female time-out room are separated, but girls could be placed in the boys time out room if the girls time out was already occupied.