| Location | Lytham |
| Age | 13 years |
| Date of Birth | 26/10/1992 |
| Date of Death | 12/07/2006 |
| Visitors | 8,716 since 17/03/2007 |
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My beautiful daughter, Jenny Louise Sykes, died on 12 July 2006, aged 13.
Jenny was an adorable little girl. She was full of fun, a dizzy blonde, who would do silly things,
and had the ability to laugh at herself, and light up the lives of the people around her.
She loved humour, and would recite scripts from Little Britain and the Catherine Tate show.
She loved her family and friends so much, and would do anything for them. She loved children,
especially her little brother, and her little cousins, and my friends\' children.
She was very popular at school, and had many friends, boys and girls.
Jenny\'s carefree spirit changed in November 2005. A friend at school, Paul Moran, was found hanged
in his bedroom by his mum. He had been bullied at school (not by Jenny). Paul has a page on this
site. Please light a candle for a special boy.
A light in Jenny\'s life went out. She had always been a very sensitive child, who couldn\'t bear to
hear on the news or in the papers about any suffering, especially if it related to a child. I
remember how Hollie and Jessica\'s deaths really affected her deeply, though she did not know them.
I think that Paul\'s death brought home to her the fact that tragedies could happen to people you
know. They are not confined to people you read about in the paper.
From that day, I had problems with Jenny. She was in trouble at school. I referred her to
counsellors, as did her school. She knew how upset I was, and told me it was a phase she was going
through and that it would be ok. But, she played truant, was late home at night, and was smoking.
I was so worried. The counsellors had discharged her, saying she didn\'t have any serious problems.
Eventually it got better. She became happier again. I was getting my little girl back ....... or so
I thought.
On the 11th July 2006 she spent the whole evening with her little brother, playing in the garden
with him. They were laughing and squealing. They adored each other. When I shouted them in as it was
getting late, they had supper and went to bed.
The following morning, I found Jenny dead in her bedroom. She had died the same was as her friend
Paul. There was no note.
I am and always will be, absolutely heartbroken by Jenny\'s death.
The police came and took away \"evidence\" from her bedroom - diaries, the house computer, notes,
letters\", and the next few days were a blur of trying to fend off the press with a police guard on
the door, and trying to face up to the reality of what had happened.
Jenny left 3 brothers, Chris, Mark and Matthew, and 2 sisters, Laura and Sophie, who, along with the
rest of her family, are all absolutely devastated, and dozens and dozens of heartbroken friends.
At her funeral, the church was packed to the rafters. I was so proud. 13 of her friends lit candles
to commemorate each year of her life.
I was approached by people who I didn\'t know, but who knew Jenny really well, and they all said
they felt honoured to have known her. I found out that she often helped an elderly neighbour, by
running errands for her. I was so proud to hear such wonderful things about my little girl.
A donation of £1200 from well-wishers was made to NSPCC in her memory.
We had to wait for 7 months for the inquest, which was very traumatic. We heard evidence that Jenny
had been subjected to some bullying on MSN - someone had said to her that everyone wanted her dead.
This obviously preyed on her mind, but she never told me about it, and I will never understand why,
as we had a good relationship.
The inquest also heard that Jenny became a different person when her friend died. She could not cope
with the grief. She had made a shrine to him, hidden in the wardrobe where we couldn\'t see.
The inquest also heard that Jenny was prone to sleep-walking, and the estimated time of death,
coupled with the fact that she had left no notes, suggested that she may have accidentally killed
herself in a disturbed sleep pattern.
The truth is, we will never know the real reason until we see her again. What we do know is that it
was an accident. Luckily, the coroner gave a verdict of accidental death, which supported our
belief.
There are so many questions which remain unanswered though.
But, I get some comfort from the fact that nothing can hurt her anymore. She certainly could not
have coped with hearing about little Madeleine McCann\'s disappearance.
So many children have died just lately, that I believe my Jenny was chosen to go to heaven to look
after all these children.
If you are reading this and you have lost a child, you can rest assured that Jenny will have taken
your son or daughter under her wing.
I have tried to keep busy by focusing on jenny\'s siblings. Jenny\'s sister Laura was pregnant when
Jenny died. She had a beautiful baby boy, Josh, whom Jenny would have adored.
The truth is, it is so difficult to carry on when you have lost your child. I never appreciated that
before I experienced it. But what you don\'t realise, is just how many mums and dads there are who
have experienced it also.
I have been helping a local charity, called Donna\'s Dream House, which provides free holidays in
Blackpool for terminally ill children, a charity which Jenny would have loved to support. They also
run a support centre for bereaved parents, which has helped me loads. I, along with my daughter
Sophie and 2 of my friends, Helen and Bernie, have just done a parachute jump and raised nearly
£4500 for the charity. Jenny was a real daredevil, and I was always a wimp when it came to white
knuckle rides, so I decided to do a parachute jump to make her proud. I hope it did.
Now, I watch for signs from Jenny. People often see signs from their deceased loved ones, and for
me, Jenny\'s signs are butterflies. I could write a book about the strange incidents that have
happened relating to butterflies, often at times when I am at my lowest.
The following verse appears on Jenny\'s gravestone:-
\"A butterfly lights before us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment it\'s beauty and glory belong to our world.
But then it flies on.
And though we wish it could have stayed,
We feel grateful to have seen it\".
Jenny was my precious butterfly. She was my world, and my heart will ache until the day I hold her
in my arms again.
Angie.
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xxxx for you jenny xxxxx
Night Night Sweet Angel xxx
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Happy 17th Birthday, Jenny
Darling Jenny. Well, only an hour to go to your birthday. I hope you and Scarlet and Sophia are going to have a massive party !! You loved birthdays so much. You would always spend so long reading every word of every card and we used to get frustrated waiting for you to open your presents. We miss you so much, darling. Life is so hard without you. we are just muddling along and taking it out on each other. I know I am the worst at doing that. But I just can't cope without you. Nobody should have to lose their child. It's the cruelest, horriblest feeling in the world. Anyway, you would be 17 this time - and be learning to drive perhaps? There's a nightmare thought - lol. Time just flies by, but never a moment goes by that I am not thinking about you, what you would be like, what you would be wearing, whether you would be at college, whether you would have a boyfriend. So many "what ifs". I wish I could have the time with you back again, and I would savour every moment. I would do all the things I intended to do and never got round to. My precious angel, you mean the world to me. I honestly don't know how I am going to live my life without you but I know I must try. I love you so very very very much. look after your brothers and sisters and your little nephew Josh. And help me and Laura to get on better. Have a wonderful birthday, darling princess.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DARLING JENNY, love mum
Happy 17th Birthday, Jenny
Darling Jenny. Well, only an hour to go to your birthday. I hope you and Scarlet and Sophia are going to have a massive party !! You loved birthdays so much. You would always spend so long reading every word of every card and we used to get frustrated waiting for you to open your presents. We miss you so much, darling. Life is so hard without you. we are just muddling along and taking it out on each other. I know I am the worst at doing that. But I just can't cope without you. Nobody should have to lose their child. It's the cruelest, horriblest feeling in the world. Anyway, you would be 17 this time - and be learning to drive perhaps? There's a nightmare thought - lol. Time just flies by, but never a moment goes by that I am not thinking about you, what you would be like, what you would be wearing, whether you would be at college, whether you would have a boyfriend. So many "what ifs". I wish I could have the time with you back again, and I would savour every moment. I would do all the things I intended to do and never got round to. My precious angel, you mean the world to me. I honestly don't know how I am going to live my life without you but I know I must try. I love you so very very very much. look after your brothers and sisters and your little nephew Josh. And help me and Laura to get on better. Have a wonderful birthday, darling princess.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DARLING JENNY, love mum
a candle lit with love ♥♥♥
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thinking of you today and every day ;;;
love Alison
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Our angels send us kisses from heaven above
They float down to earth with lots of love
The kisses they send us are filled with love
Especially from our angels above
So if you receive a kiss on your face
It's from your angel
That no one could replace
Just look up to the sky
And blow a kiss back
For your love for your angel
Shall never lack
thinking of u xxx
How We Survive
If we are fortunate,
we are given a warning.
If not,
there is only the sudden horror,
the wrench of being torn apart;
of being reminded
that nothing is permanent,
not even the ones we love,
the ones our lives revolve around.
Life is a fragile affair.
We are all dancing
on the edge of a precipice,
a dizzying cliff so high
we can't see the bottom.
One by one,
we lose those we love most
into the dark ravine.
So we must cherish them
without reservation.
Now.
Today.
This minute.
We will lose them
or they will lose us
someday.
This is certain.
There is no time for bickering.
And their loss
will leave a great pit in our hearts;
a pit we struggle to avoid
during the day
and fall into at night.
Some,
unable to accept this loss,
unable to determine
the worth of life without them,
jump into that black pit
spiritually or physically,
hoping to find them there.
And some survive
the shock,
the denial,
the horror,
the bargaining,
the barren, empty aching,
the unanswered prayers,
the sleepless nights
when their breath is crushed
under the weight of silence
and all that it means.
Somehow, some survive all that and,
like a flower opening after a storm,
they slowly begin to remember
the one they lost
in a different way...
The laughter,
the irrepressible spirit,
the generous heart,
the way their smile made them feel,
the encouragement they gave
even as their own dreams were dying.
And in time, they fill the pit
with other memories
the only memories that really matter.
We will still cry.
We will always cry.
But with loving reflection
more than hopeless longing.
And that is how we survive.
That is how the story should end.
That is how they would want it to be.
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"We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name. In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone; for part of us went with you the day God called you home. You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide, and though we cannot see you, you are always by our side. Our family chain is broken and nothing seems the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again."
A butterfly is floating by
i thought i knew it's face
it landed on my shoulder and spread
it's wings of lace. I looked
and saw it smiling.
as it winked and flew away
im sure i heard it whisper
we;ll meet again some day
love as always Alison ♥
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