RE: What's the alonest you've ever been?
November 22, 2017 at 7:02 pm
(This post was last modified: November 22, 2017 at 7:12 pm by Whateverist.)
(November 22, 2017 at 4:05 pm)mlmooney89 Wrote:(November 22, 2017 at 3:49 pm)Fireball Wrote: This is awful to have happen. You do realize that leaving the state to avoid prosecution makes it a job for the FBI, right, ML?
Oop, missed the part where he offed himself. NVM
Since it had happened for so long and I was 'active' with my boyfriend there was no solid proof and he said she said wasn't enough so the law couldn't do anything. They took a bunch of stuff in for evidence that could have his dna on but it had come back negative. The only reason the cops believed me was because they took my laptop and found my diary where I kept accounts of things and the key strokes matched the dates so it was obvious that I was writing in it when I said I was and it had been for years. They looked at me and said they believed me but could do nothing about it, they were closing the case. The detective actually said "I knew he was guilty." When I told her he killed himself.
The only thing more helpless than being a minor is being a minor and the offspring of an unsupportive and irresponsible parent.
(November 22, 2017 at 6:43 pm)Haipule Wrote: Bad alone:
I was a good looking popular kid and good at all sports and a top student. The girls would constantly chase me which annoyed me because of what they did to me when they caught me! I had no capacity to understand them, so I ran, and ran. One Sunday, I awoke to about a dozen little girls in my front yard waiting for me to come out. My mother gave them all pencil and paper to write notes and she has kept them.
One day I was trying to play with my friends when the girls showed up. We ran separately and met at an abandoned house in a forest. We crawled into the attic space to hide. There we found bullet making equipment. We took the packs of black powder and got ahold of some matches and made sparkley things.
We then made the big one but, it did not work. When I went to investigate it, it exploded in my face. The eyewitnesses said it blew me about 15ft in the air. That device blew the shoes and socks off my feet and started a fire. I was left for dead.
One kid behind me was also badly burned and his bother carried him home and then he came back for me. I came-to and he helped me out of the forest. Then all the neighbor moms came to help. My shirt was still on fire when they cut it off.
I was 9rs old, blind and disfigured beyond recognition.
I eventually got most of my sight back. I went through 6yrs of reconstruction surgery.
For those 6yrs I was completely ostracized by my peers. Of all the things and thoughts I had to go through. That part still makes me cry. I am in tears.
Quite a fall from grace you had there, going from sought after to ostracized. Maybe that contributed to your remaining as studious as you were for so long. Do you think it had an influence on how important religion was/is for you?