| Location | Plaistow |
| Age | 3 years |
| Cause of Death | Murder |
| Date of Birth | 6/1999 |
| Visitors | 4,485 since 20/02/2008 |
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Anilee Walker was born on the 24/6/1999 she died on the 7/1/2002.
Ainlee was killed by her mother and father by pinching, hitting, scalding, burning her with
cigarettes and starving her.
Ainlee Labonte was covered in 64 scars, scabs and bruises when she died and her weight, 21lbs, was
half that of an average two-year-old.
Paramedics found Ainlee lying dead on a kitchen table after her parents called an ambulance on
January 7 2002. Labonte and Henry were arrested at the hospital.
It was discovered that Ainlee had not eaten for two days before her death even though the kitchen
was full of food and her siblings, now in the care of the local authority, were well-fed and
appeared physically unharmed.
The pathologist who examined her said it would have been blatantly obvious that she was "severely
and terminally ill" in the days before her death. Her injuries would have been obvious to anyone who
saw her.
Leanne Labonte, 20, and Dennis Henry, 39, of Plaistow, east London, denied both charges, but a jury
of seven men and five women took less than three hours to find them guilty. Labonte was jailed for
10 years for manslaughter and 8 years for cruelty, Henry was jailed for 12 years for manslaughter
and 9 years for cruelty.
Assistant Deputy Commissioner Carole Howlett stated the following
"Ainlee died a painful death at the hands of her parents, the very people she should have been able
to trust for care and protection above all others. Even officers with many years experience were
truly shocked and upset at what this little girl endured."
Newham social services repeatedly failed to act on concerns about the family and failed to make a
scheduled visit to their home in the week before Ainlee's death. Its staff had not seen Ainlee in
the five months before her death, despite reopening the case, which it had closed a year and a half
before against the advice of health workers.
Please remember Ainlee Walker, another special angel allowed to die at the hands of the evil that
walk this earth.
SWEET DREAMS AINLEE
When God was short of Angels
OH! Why did he choose you……
Because when God is short of Angels
Only the best will do...
Now God has got his Angel
And Heaven is a brighter place
But earth has lost its brightness
The sunshine of your face.
Author unknown.
REST YOUR WEARY HEAD AND DRIFT OFF INTO DREAMS,
FROLIC IN THE SUNSHINE AND BATHE IN GODS MOONBEAMS.
USE THE STARS AS STEPPING-STONES TO TAKE YOU TO YOUR PEACE,
THE PAIN OF LIFE FORGOTTEN NOW YOU HAVE FOUND RELEASE
WITH OUT RAIN A FLOWER FOLDS,THE PETAL DROP AND DIE,
THERE WAS NO WAY TO SAVE YOU,YOU COULDNT EVEN CRY.
SO WE CRY ALL THE TEARS INSTEAD AS WE MUST LET YOU GO,
TO HEAVEN AND GODS GARDEN TO BLOSSOM AND TO GROW.
THE LITTLE SEED IS PLANTED,YOU'LL BE WATERED EVEY DAY,
THE ANGELS WILL TEND ALL YOUR NEEDS AS IN THEIR ARMS YOU LAY.
YOUR LIFE WILL BE AMAZING NOW AND FULL OF WONDEROUS THINGS,
REST IN PEACE DEAR SWEET AINLEE,GO FLY ON ANGELS WINGS.
(Author unknown
FOR MY LITTLE ANGEL FRIEND.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true
Some day I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?
Some day I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?
You Will Never Be Forgotten,
You Will Always Be Forever In My Heart.xxx
Ainlee princess i do not forget you, not ever xxxxxxx
The Next Place That I Go
By Warren Hanson
The next place that I go
Will be as peaceful and familiar
As a sleepy summer Sunday
And a sweet, untroubled mind.
And yet . . .
It won't be anything like any place I've ever been. . .
Or seen. . . or even dreamed of
In the place I leave behind.
I won't know where I'm going,
And I won't know where I've been
As I tumble through the always
And look back toward the when.
I'll glide beyond the rainbows.
I'll drift above the sky.
I'll fly into the wonder, without ever wondering why.
I won't remember getting there.
Somehow I'll just arrive.
But I'll know that I belong there
And will feel much more alive
Than I have ever felt before.
I will be absolutely free of the things that I held onto
That were holding onto me.
The next place that I go
Will be so quiet and so still
That the whispered song of sweet belonging will rise up to fill
The listening sky with joyful silence,
And with unheard harmonies
Of music made by no one playing,
Like a hush upon breeze.
There will be no room for darkness in that place of living light,
Where an ever-dawning morning pushes back the dying night.
The very air will fill with brilliance, as the brightly shining sun
And the moon and half a million stars are married into one.
The next place that I go Won't really be a place at all.
There won't be any seasons --
Winter, summer, spring or fall --
Nor a Monday, Nor a Friday,
Nor December, Nor July.
And the seconds will be standing still. . .
While hours hurry by.
I will not be a boy or girl,
A woman or man.
I'll simply be just, simply, me.
No worse or better than.
My skin will not be dark or light.
I won't be fat or tall.
The body I once lived in
Won't be part of me at all.
I will finally be perfect.
I will be without a flaw.
I will never make one more mistake,
Or break the smallest law.
And the me that was impatient,
Or was angry, or unkind,
Will simply be a memory.
The me I left behind.
I will travel empty-handed.
There is not a single thing
I have collected in my life
That I would ever want to bring Except. . .
The love of those who loved me,
And the warmth of those who cared.
The happiness and memories
And magic that we shared.
Though I will know the joy of solitude. . .
I'll never be alone. I'll be embraced
By all the family and friends I've ever known.
Although I might not see their faces,
All our hearts will beat as one,
And the circle of our spirits
Will shine brighter than the sun.
I will cherish all the friendship I was fortunate to find,
All love and all the laughter in the place I leave behind.
All these good things will go with me.
They will make my spirit glow.
And that light will shine forever In the next place that I go.
BEAUTIFUL ANGEL.
HELLO BEAUTIFUL ANGEL UP ABOVE
HOPE YOU CAN SEE ME
SENDING YOU ALL MY LOVE
SPREAD YOUR WINGS
AS WIDE AS CAN BE AND
HERE'S A GREAT ((((((BIG HUG)))))
SENT TO YOU FROM ME.
ALL MY LOVE I SEND TO HEAVEN FOR YOU,xxx
GODS LITTLE ANGEL,AINLEE
GOODNIGHT
♥ღ☆ Tiny star, Shining Bright, It's Time for Me to say Goodnight. ♥ღ☆ so close your Eyes & Snuggle up Tight, I'm wishing you Sweet Dreams Tonight ♥ღ☆
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♥
♥Love To You Always Angel ♥
God saw that you were suffering
And helpless as can be
So he took you gently in his arms
And whispered, little one come with me
I will take you far away from here
To a place where you are free
From the pain and hurting
Up in Heaven with me
A place when you can play again
And be loved eternally.
HAVE A WONDERFUL LIFE IN GODS BEAUTIFUL GARDEN.xxx
Author unknown.
LORD PUT YOUR ARMS AROUND THIS ANGEL,
PLEASE KISS THERE LITTLE FACE
FOR THIS ANGEL WAS VERY SPECIAL LORD,
AND CAN NEVER BE REPLACED.
GOD BLESS YOU ANGEL,I HOPE YOUR HAVING THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE IN GODS BEAUTIFUL HEAVEN.xxx
Angel Babies by Sheila Dickson
Angel babies up above,
Look down on earth
With warmth and love.
When you look up at the night sky
You will see them shining for you and I.
Their wings will twinkle
In the moon's glow,
They are there to keep us all safe, you know.
Dear little Angels so perfect and true
When the time comes
They'll be waiting for you.
Call their names softly,
hold them with care,
Just whisper I love you
They will always be there.
Early in the morning
When the sun begins to rise,
A little sunshine angel
Wakes up and rubs her eyes.
She dresses up in sunshine,
In glowing golden rays,
And sets out on her wandering
To brighten up our days.
She touches every flower
As it opens to the sun
And spreads her warmth and happiness
To bless us every one
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