sapphi_snake said:
Dodece said:
Terribly unimpressed by a lot of the responses. Shame on some of you for holding back. I will give you something to really be ashamed about. When I was eleven my neighbors decided they wanted to go spear hunting so I came with them. They had taken broom handles, and placed rusty nails into the end. Here is where things go right to fucking pure evil. They targeted a stray dog a beagle to be exact. Cornered it along a fence, and began to throw those very nasty spears right into its face. Chasing it around as the poor animal screamed.
What happened for me was thirty seconds of pure fucking hell. Whatever I thought I was there to do went right out the window when they hit that poor animal the first time. I remember screaming for them to stop. Begging them to kill the poor thing. To me running away at top speed to hide. That poor animal haunts me to this day. You see after I bolted they didn't stop they chased it around for another fifteen minutes before it escaped under the fence into the next yard.
Then I got to hear about all the gory details later. See I will never know if they did as much damage as they said they did. People will often embellish, and kids they embellish a whole lot more. I will never know if that dog was really a stray or if it was someones pet. Did it survive or die. If it survived was it crippled, and would it ever trust another human being.
Yeah I didn't actually touch that animal, but I was moral support for the people who did violently hurt that animal. Who knows if I hadn't gone along maybe it wouldn't have happened at all, or if I had the courage to stop them at any point maybe that animal wouldn't have gotten hurt. That animal really haunts me to this day, because it was perfectly innocent, and I was guilty as sin for being any part of that.
So is anyone actually going to share something truly damning, because I doubt I am the only one with this kind of horror story in my life. |
This is even more disgusting!!!
Question: Why didn't you try to stop them? I would've been running around and yelling, calling out for someone to stop them. You could've also called the police. I mean, it's illegal and they're probably psychopaths right now.
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Trust me neither one of them are psychopaths though one of them is a alcoholic. Yeah they are still my friends. You have got to understand growing up in the country isn't like growing up in a city. You do not have the luxury of turning down friendships with the few people that live near by. Yelling for an adult which was probably miles away wasn't practical, and calling the police would have deprived me of friends that I needed. Sometimes you have to take the good with all of the bad. Tight communities have rules about silence, and breaking those rules is a good way to be alienated.
I couldn't afford to lose three friends them and their older brother. When the next closest friend lived six miles away. That would have made for some terribly lonely summers. The price was simply too high not to be a part of half the twisted shit they were involved with. Principles and a conscience would probably have only left me alone in a room by myself for months. Sometimes you have to play the card you were dealt.
