There was this girl that used to bully me for 3 years at school. Made my life hell for 3 years. No one believed me when I complained. She was perfect in

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There was this girl that used to bully me for 3 years at school. Made my life hell for 3 years. No one believed me when I complained. She was perfect in their eyes. One night at friend’s birthday party I accidentally walked in on her and 2 older guys having s**. I looked at her and realized she was out of it, she was either drunk or drugged. Or both. She was being raped. The 2 older guys I later found out was relatives of the friend whose birthday party I was at. 1 of the guys said “look at this s***, do you want f*** her too”. I should have called the police or anyone but I left the party and I still remember what I thought that day “hope you get raped by even more people b****”. This was my revenge for 3 years of bullying. She didn’t show up to school for 4 days, her parents said she was sick. No one knew. Few days after that, I came home from school and my dad says have you heard about the bully, apparently she died from an accident.
I remember not feeling anything. My bully is dead from an accident so what. So there was the funeral which half the school was forced to attended, principal and teachers going on about how special she was. She was the popular one after all. It was at the funeral that stories of suicide was going around. Even my parents talked about it. So after the funeral I asked my dad what was the rumor. He looked at me said don’t tell anyone that she was raped and that she committed suicide and the whole accident story was her family saving face. In my country dying by a freak accident is more preferable to suicide and r***. She broke her neck falling down the stairs was the official story. The moment my dad told me this, I walked up to my room, laid on my bed and started crying. I did it. It was because of me. I should have told someone. Someone is dead because of me. This was 10 years ago. For 10 years I had one single nightmare. My body becomes cold every time the memory crosses my mind. Somedays I can’t eat or sleep properly. I finally told my dad a few months ago. He told me to get help. This is part of my therapy.

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My daughters boyfriends uncles grabbed me coming out the door. They pushed me into a nice Escalade and told me were going for a ride. They took me to this place far away from anywhere if they chose to they could kill me and no one would find me. I was threatened by the kid he told me about his uncles and what they could do. I was scared shitless. Wondering what was in their mind. They told me they heard the stories and they were disappointed. These guys were muscular they worked out they were threatening figures. We arrived at a house away past the Forrest. Behind the mountains. Real high up. We went into a closed private room with a tv set and a couple of seats. Through his phone he set up a double chat with his nephew and my daughter was with him. They talked as they explained I was there with them and they would get to see everything that’s about to happen.
They told me to strip, socks and all.
They then cuffed my arms on the wall spread apart and same with my legs. They detailed my hole body part for part degrading in verbal abuse every failure compared to their chilled perfections as men. My daughter was watching all this abuse I was experiencing as her boyfriend kept telling her baby this is for you, payback for him bathing you and touching you when you were younger. It’s your turn to watch him suffer for what he did to you. They took off the cuffs and beat the s*** out of me wrestling style, made me go through holds of pain and suffering, total humiliation. Manhandling galore. Super exhibition galore. They totally humiliated my a**. When done they let my daughter talk. Dad you know what you did was worthy of this compared to getting killed. I still love you dad I told them not to they wanted to. All I could say was I deserved it. Then thanked her. Later on I’d see her in person not knowing if I could find the guts to show my face after an experience like that.

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I used to go online, find girls to have online relations with. I was a teenager. It started from the start of high school, when I was 15. At worst was F, that was my bottom barrel. It was gross. I don’t know how old she was but she was younger. It was near the end, during the pandemic. I was older, she was younger. I don’t know how much younger, but I was 16 I think. She was younger. Like 2 or 3 years younger, I dunno? It was gross of me. I regret doing it but I fear my regret isn’t because of how I hurt someone, took advantage. They were ok with it in the moment, we were both on the same hookup site. But I was gross. No question about it. There was T too but that was a 16-18 age gap. I deleted the accounts. I was just gross.