Last login: Wednesday, March 3, 2010
As a child I was raped by my father's best friend. Sometime's I wish I was dead because I cannot escape the memories that haunt me. I have been living a life of hell for the last 23 years. What hurts the most? Knowing that I could have done something to put that sick FREAK away, but I didn't.Now I have a daughter of my own, and I am in fear for her future.
Once you have been raped and beaten your view on these scumbags, and our precious 'system' gets a bit cloudy. The day you identify your baby that you have so carefully nurtured and loved, but can't because the SICK FREAK had dismembered her helpless body beyond even your own recognigtion, you begin to question why this 'system' is not working.
From my point of view this is a sick freak and I am ashamed to be part of the human race. I am more ashamed that I live in a country where others think that these people deserve the same rights as law abiding citizens who actually contribute to the betterment of our country. If that makes me un-American because I don't agree with everything a bunch of men wrote on a scrap of paper 224 years ago...so be it.
I wonder if they had ever been raped...
March 3, 2010 at 3:03 p.m.
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