So, people have been saying I have these amazing powers: The power to delete memories as I wish! Now I thought this was ridiculous, but lately I’ve realised, hey you’re right! I have these amazing memory deletion powers. I blocked out a traumatic memory. Round of applause to the ridiculously smart people that came up with the idea that one can just delete memories they don’t like from their brain at will!
Moving on, let me talk about the memory I was able to delete: This is kind of hard to say but I was raped by a man and his daughter, the girl who I only know by the name I Got Raped By A Paedophile, named after a book she wrote that was full of made up facts, and a nameless man who is her father. I somehow managed to recover the memory of this ordeal at least partially today.
One evening I went for a walk to the village/town of Lusk which is about half an hour’s walk away from my house. Nothing unusual happened until I started walking back, and realised there was a little girl walking behind me. I thought it was strange that she was walking this far away from the village but thought it better not to poke my nose into other people’s business. However as we reached the countryside the girl started saying weird things. She shouted ‘Go away scumbag!’ and kept walking behind me. I was really creeped out by now but kept walking and went home.
I thought I was safe now but a few minutes after arriving home I heard the door open. It was the girl. She walked inside and asked me if I liked porn. She said she liked watching child porn. I didn’t like the direction this was heading and told her to get out but she wouldn’t listen. She told me to lie down and I said no. She came up and started hitting me and I tried to push her back. Then I noticed the sound of a car in the driveway and the front door opened and a man came in. The girl said ‘Dad’! He walked up to the daughter and said something to her and fumbled around in his bag, and gave her a dildo. All he said was ‘You know what to do’. They backed me into a corner. They both pulled down my jeans and underwear and the man pinned me to the ground. I fought and shouted but there was nobody nearby. The man pulled down his jeans and took advantage of me. The daughter watched and when the ordeal was over he gave her a nod and, with the man still holding me down, she tried feeling me up and then stuck her dildo into me. I screamed but nobody heard me.
When it was over they both left the house and got into the father’s car and drove away.
I was petrified and confused and didn’t know what to do.
I think it was around then that the incident started fading from my memory, but I’m not sure. I just think I would have gone to the police station if something had happened to me, which is why I think the memory disappeared shortly after the rape. That or/and I might have doubted that the police would believe I was raped by a little girl. Either way I was traumatised for as long as I could remember it and I think deleting the memory helped me cope a whole lot.
Later that evening the father drove around the neighbourhood saying I raped his daughter. He seemed like the same person that came into my house and raped me anyway. The probability was very high. The irony.
So, what happens was they both raped me, then tried to cover up their crime by saying the culprit was me. I can’t believe I forgot about this. I guess this is the cost of deleting your memories. This is so low.
Just one problem; Because my memories are fuzzy, I forget what the girl and man looked like. If you know who they are, please tell me.
So, I was raped by a man and his daughter, and I didn’t like this memory so I miraculously deleted it from my mind and replaced it with another memory. Wow! I’m like an AI! Who knows what else I can do with this ability. Give me a nobel prize! I deserve it after all this. And send these two molesters to prison. I will never fully recover from this and what they took away from me. And how dare they put the crime to my name after what they did! Let’s put an end to rapists like this!
I guess not everyone is full of shit. Thanks for pointing me in the right direction and helping me figure out what happened, special power accusers! You cleared everything up! I wouldn’t have figured it out without you.
Edit: I just recovered more memories of the scene. The child's father was actually walking behind her to my house, but he maintained a distance from her. He seemed to be observing what would happen. Then, as the father was arriving at my house it seemed like another person drove their car into the drive. I don't know who it was but they seemed to be there to help the girl and man, and they drove away in this person's car afterwards.
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Everything I write here is serious, not a joke.
I have always been an artist and a comic book writer. My life was normal until it was ruined by many people and organisations. I will talk about it in more detail here.
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