Stolen from GAF.
Getting beat up in front of my little brother.
When I was little I lived in Detroit; my dad was doing his residency at the time so we didn't have a lot of money at the time. Next door there was a house where a prostitute did her thing.
Anyway way one day I was riding my bike around the block and I decided to go all the way to the corner; my mom had always told me not to go that far down the street. I passed this one house where about 4-5 kids lived, and a couple were out of the porch. They told me not to drive by their house again (I went to school with their sister) and I laughed them off. So I rode my bike back to my house and then turned around and headed back to the corner. Once again they told me not to come that way, and once again I passed the house and rode back to my house.
When I got back home my brother (who I was supposed to be watching since our parents were out) told me to stay near our house like mom said, but I blew him off and rode off again.
This time when I got to the corner I didn't see anyone on the porch. When I turned my bike around 3 of them were there. They grabbed me off my bike, threw it it onto the grass, and started pushing me around. At first it seemed like they were just intimidating me, but eventually someone punched me in the back of the neck. I fell on the ground, and they proceded to kick the crap out of me. Then they grabbed me by the straps on my helmet and started yanking me around.
I was yelling like mad and cars were passing by but no one helped. Eventually my brother came by on his tricycle and just stared. I yelled at him "GO CALL MOM" and he turned him tricycle and started heading home. A few minutes later he came back and was like "Maurice I don't know where she is what do I do" and started crying. After a few more minutes they threw me in the street and ran in their house.
I ran/limped home and hid under my bed. I didn't want my brother to see me anymore
I've had this reply window open for what seems to be 15 minutes and I can't bring myself to type it. Sorry.I googled suicide and this is what it gave me: (http://www.regionalmapleleaf.com/benaward/images/tshwinner03/suicide.jpg)
This thread is another reason why Detroit should be nuked. What ethinicity were the kids, PD?? I bet that's why you're racist now.
When I was 10, a really ugly 12 year old girl jumped on me and stuck her tongue down my throat. Yecch.
She was really, really ugly. And she smelled. Not a good experience.
I have worse childhood experiences, but this instance is the only one I can really post.
:lol :lolWhen I was 10, a really ugly 12 year old girl jumped on me and stuck her tongue down my throat. Yecch.
She was really, really ugly. And she smelled. Not a good experience.
I have worse childhood experiences, but this instance is the only one I can really post.
I had a fat girl fall on top of me once. I landed in like a split position. It was awful.
I had a fat girl fall on top of me once. I landed in like a split position. It was awful.
I've had this reply window open for what seems to be 15 minutes and I can't bring myself to type it. Sorry.
Late that night, i was having this awesome dream about getting head, or at least what i imagined it to feel like, because i hadn't had any experiences with women beyond making out or some mild fondling. i woke up, on the couch in the living room, to my cousin (the older sister of the first cousin) going down on me. At that point, between the surrealness of what was going on, and the actual physical um... nature of what was going on, my brain just kinda froze. i sat up and she paused midsuck, and she looked at me while i stared at her. i probably looked like i was about to cory, because that's what it felt like. She started back up and i just laid back down and closed my eyes until i came. i tried not to let it feel good, but it did. i felt guilty for that later.
There was a time...in High School...when this fat ugly bitch molested me at band practice.Beatrice was hot.
Holy crap, Shake.
Maybe it's because I don't have any hot cousins or something. They're all really fat and mexican.
yeah, because i'm allowed to drive at 14. why did i take you off ignore, again?
like you'd have the scrotal fortitude to do it, you milkfat suburban manchild!
like you'd have the scrotal fortitude to do it, you milkfat suburban manchild!
That's why I refrain from combatting Drinky. Whatever shit I have to say he's heard it a million times, and can come back at it a billion times harder :-\
That's why I refrain from combatting Drinky. Whatever shit I have to say he's heard it a million times, and can come back at it a billion times harder :-\
Get off his nuts.
Another event I posted awhile ago but meh
When I was about 9, I was not very popular. Lots of people in the neighborhood made fun of me, and I didn't have many friends. Despite this, I was a reletively happy child. Most of my joy came from colllecting GI Joe toys. I had a bunch of them, and every day I'd play with them.
One day I met a boy a few houses down from me; since I don't remember his name, we'll call him Courtney. Anyway Courtney was really nice to me, and he'd always play with me when no one else would. After a month or so of having a great time together, I mentioned my GI Joe collection to him. His eyes lit up on the spot, and he quickly asked if I could bring them outside. I said no, since I didn't want to risk them getting lost.
Well for the next week, Courtney kept asking me about the GI Joes, and begging me to bring them outside. I kept on saying no. Finally he threatened that if I didn't bring them out, he's stop hanging around with me. Now I didn't have many friends at that time, so I didn't want to lose him. Finally I said I'd let him play with them. Now mind you, my GI Joes were precious to me, and giving them up was equal to someone giving up anal on the first date. I brought them outside, and we had a blast playing with them.
As it started getting dark outside, Courtney asked if he could borrow my GI Joes for the night, and give them back in the morning. I originally said no, but when he threatened to stop playing with me I said yes.
The next morning arrived, and after I got washed up I ran walked to Courtney's house to get my stuff. As I walked up his driveway I saw most of my GI Joes on the ground smashed; he had thrown them out of his window onto the pavement below. When I asked what happened, he said his mom did it, while trying to hold back laughter. I cried.
shake, if that's weak -- and for me, it is, 'cuz i'm retired and shit -- you're still way outta your league. now, i don't mind lettin' the kiddies step up to bat with their rolleyes emoticons and junior varsity photoshops, 'cuz hey, you gotta start somewhere, but don't suggest there's room for commentary from your place on the bench.
That's why I refrain from combatting Drinky. Whatever shit I have to say he's heard it a million times, and can come back at it a billion times harder :-\
Get off his nuts.
So I can like the lent off yours? No homo
Drinky can you impart me words of wisdom for my future internet trolling?
Drinky why do I see pots and pans all on the stove in the kitchen? >:(
Drinky can you impart me words of wisdom for my future internet trolling?
:dur LOLZ UR A FAT TWEENAGER :dur
:lol :lol :lol:(
PD
:lol :lol :lol:(
PD
PD, why exactly did all the local kids make fun of you? Something tells me it has to do with your big black cock fetish....
PD, why exactly did all the local kids make fun of you? Something tells me it has to do with your big black cock fetish....
No one makes fun of me now. I don't command much attention anymore luckily
All of my childhood trauma stems from my older brother. He has always been psychotic and manipulative. When I was in elementary school my parents went out drinking and bowling alot and my sisters were only a couple years older then my brother but he would abuse all of us while they were gone. Common things included chasing my sisters with a knife and locking us out of the house and shooting at us with a bb gun from on top of the house. He would beat the shit out of me in front of them and if anyone would say anything the worse he might get is a belt on his ass but the next night they would leave us alone again and he would just beat the shit out of us worse. The worse was when I was about 8 and my sister was 14 and our other two sisters were out of the house on their own by then (they had gotten out when they were 17 because of him).spoiler (click to show/hide)he locked me and her in his bedroom and threatened me to stay there while he tied her up and raped her in front me.[close]
That was the final thing that has made me unable to forgive him ever. She repressed it but in the last 5 years has come to face everything that happened to us though we still never told our family or mom to this day.
This thread is another reason why Detroit should be nuked. What ethinicity were the kids, PD?? I bet that's why you're racist now.I've lived in Michigan since 6th grade. I even was near Detroit but my family never once stepped foot in that town. Everyone I knew when I lived somewhat near it(Shelby Township if you know of it PD. I am in Rochester now, Soon Ann Arbor) saw detroit as that backwards hellish land where everyone gets shot to death if you go there.
i can't explain it. Physically, it felt really, really good. i felt wrong for having those feelings, especially as i was trying to go to sleep that night/morning. It kinda reminds me of the woman i talked about on GAF who was abused sexually by her dad. It was the same with her, she knew it was wrong and she felt guilty for enjoying it but she did.There was a time...in High School...when this fat ugly bitch molested me at band practice.Beatrice was hot.
And yeah, Aoi's is pretty fucking disturbing. He just let his cousin keep sucking him off. I mean, the dude is 15 and is old enough to understand how fucked up that is. WTF?
:o
Seriously, are all the most tainted, traumatized people posting on GAF?
I have no idea why you're so upset.
I love how your main contribution to the thread was telling me off without reason or instigation. Suck one down, TVC. Suck one down. ;)
TVC, Dark Shake, why do you two hate each other so much?
TVC, Dark Shake, why do you two hate each other so much?
TVC, Dark Shake, why do you two hate each other so much?
Am I seeing things, or did he write me more than one paragraph basically egging me on for apparently no reason?
Well, I did insult his little "exclusive club", so I guess I should expect as much. ::)
Well then, we're both ignoring each other. ::)
I happen to know this is about the little tiff I had with your boytoy Drinky a few pages ago, but whatever. Its easier to settle things this way.
Shake ruins so very, very many potentially interesting threads.
Like, I don't even want to share my horror story because the mood has been ruined.
And like, this is a deep dark secret no one in the world knows kind of thing.
And it's even homosexual in nature.
All lost due to derailment.