Back in the days of yore, when I still walked the soft warm grass of my homeland, back when the great ice storm was still fresh in the minds of men, I lived in a trailer in the country, between Cridersville and Wapakoneta.
I had a lot of free time and not many friends to talk to, save for Lucas who lived all the way in Buckland. I spent the majority of my free time at my neighbor’s house.
My neighbors were the most ignorant gun toting Americans I’ve ever known. Their family was ripe with crime and betrayal, and it was common place for them to always have at least one family member in jail.
The ones that I used to affiliate with were named Danny, and Devin.
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It gets worse as I get older. More people molest me and then danny and a few others change it to rape. Brutal and violent.
Nothing but fear and depression. I decided to follow the path of honor. I wanted to serve.
I started learning about weapons and war, fighting and shooting. I want to be a police officer so that I could possible save someone else from going through everything that I did. I took an oath of chivalry and honor, and I have never looked back. I treat everyone with kindness and respect and am a true friend to any stranger.
Now that I have my girlfriend, my protective urges are much much more profound in volume than before. I will never let the same things that happened to me happen to anyone else. Especially her. She has helped my in so many ways to get past the pain and trauma that my life has caused me. And I wouldn’t want to change a single thing.
I’m generally in a better place now but the feelings stay with you, I’ll never forget, and I’ll never stop thinking about everything that’s happened. But I would consider myself over it now. I talk to other victims and help them get through what they are dealing with. I help people, make them laugh and smile. You never quite know what someone is going through, so be nice, be true, and always give you’re best support. That’s my modus operandi
I had a lot of free time and not many friends to talk to, save for Lucas who lived all the way in Buckland. I spent the majority of my free time at my neighbor’s house.
My neighbors were the most ignorant gun toting Americans I’ve ever known. Their family was ripe with crime and betrayal, and it was common place for them to always have at least one family member in jail.
The ones that I used to affiliate with were named Danny, and Devin.
I should mention that this is a completely serious story. At no point am I exaggerating …show more content…
It gets worse as I get older. More people molest me and then danny and a few others change it to rape. Brutal and violent.
Nothing but fear and depression. I decided to follow the path of honor. I wanted to serve.
I started learning about weapons and war, fighting and shooting. I want to be a police officer so that I could possible save someone else from going through everything that I did. I took an oath of chivalry and honor, and I have never looked back. I treat everyone with kindness and respect and am a true friend to any stranger.
Now that I have my girlfriend, my protective urges are much much more profound in volume than before. I will never let the same things that happened to me happen to anyone else. Especially her. She has helped my in so many ways to get past the pain and trauma that my life has caused me. And I wouldn’t want to change a single thing.
I’m generally in a better place now but the feelings stay with you, I’ll never forget, and I’ll never stop thinking about everything that’s happened. But I would consider myself over it now. I talk to other victims and help them get through what they are dealing with. I help people, make them laugh and smile. You never quite know what someone is going through, so be nice, be true, and always give you’re best support. That’s my modus operandi