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Gang Rape - A Euphemism - power - they pray on my weaknesses because they know my brain patterns are different to them.
They mock me and make others join in. They revel in their evil side. Of course they are like politicians, armed with lots of friends so that they can beat me down if they felt I was getting the better of them. They like
to do their deed and then silence me. They rely heavily that I will be silenced... I will not talk... They feel they have this power over me... Guess what, the child within is speaking. They can't harm the child, the
child is naive and innocent. It does not feel the weight that they put on it... It's just the evil side of them showing up - then they surround themselves with their friends and they feel much better, that they are all
importantly the same, and it is I the odd/ strange one - odd one out. In their eyes they can do whatever they want to me & get away with it - because the church man is also evil and likes it that they do this to me
- he wants me to be hated... he wants to see me gang raped - and wants to get the message across to me that they all can do this to me and get away with it... they do it, because they feel me a threat, because I am not
just different, but because I can also do things just as well (if not better) than them... They like to mock me and not allow me into their circle. I am left with the scraps left overs in the trash cans... I sleep with
the rats in the gutter... Some people are good though - they notice me and are concerned - but these are the people I don't want to be concerned about me... But the others - they hardly know they are evil - they do it
almost as if they are on automatic pilot - they do it to tread me down... They appear intelligent but really they are selfish...... that's what is was like... They aren't sorry - any twinges of guilt are
quickly covered up... No one must know what they did to me in the past. NB. I was not gang raped. |