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The boy woke up the next morning, laying in the sand of the beach outside the apartment building, he knew something had happened. His head had a huge goose egg on it, his clothes were on, but not buckled or zipped. As he went to get up he felt moister in his pants. Walking to the public restroom the pain grew greater, he almost past out when he pulled his pants down and found his underwear full of blood. Although he didn't realize at the time, his anus had been tore and some substantial damage to his insides achieved. He had been brutalized. Cleaning up, he headed for the overpass, hoping to find help and warn the others.

As he walked up to the concrete camp, the group was talking and laughing among themselves, the closer he got, the quieter they became. "hey! where did you guys go?, you wouldn't believe what happened to me"... the oldest kid giggled...:"we got a pretty good idea". There were pizza boxes and beer everywhere. "Here dude, you paid for this stuff, might as well enjoy what's left"...the assumed leader of the group said to him. "good work, we needed a break from the dumpster, newbie"...the kid said with contempt.......

And so the street initiation

The rest of that day and night were spent shaking, vomiting and hoping he would not die under this overpass. Every once in a while one of the lower ranking kids would bring him a shot of whatever booze was laying around, it made the pain more bearable, and seemed to help with the fevered hell of whatever his body was going through.

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Public Discussion (6)

maddad

thanks for your time and comments. MD

2 votes

#1 - Thu Jul 15, 2010 8:00 PM EDT

maddad

just to keep it interesting, at the end of the series this time there is a new addition called "Choices" and the ways i have deal with what i went through, right and wrong. these crimes destroy people in pieces, i am simply lucky i am not doing 15 years to life, or 6 feet under.....more to come. MD

3 votes

#2 - Thu Jul 15, 2010 8:39 PM EDT

Grammar-phobe

Oh Dad...

Big, big hugs to you. Whoever did that to you should be shot on sight. The fact that you went through that and are still the person that you are, is amazing.

Bless you,

Terrie

4 votes

#3 - Thu Jul 15, 2010 9:12 PM EDT

mstanley2265

there is a place called Hell and your attacker is there with the rest.

2 votes

#4 - Thu Jul 15, 2010 11:52 PM EDT

Theresa N

I notice that you write in the third person, and I understand the why of that. I "get it".

Thankfully you broke the chain of abuse, as your articles consistently speak to the rights of victims.

You could have, as you say, gone the other way. You chose not to, you chose kindness. Bless you, MD.

Your Friend, Theresa

1 vote

#5 - Fri Jul 16, 2010 6:53 AM EDT

storyartist

What resonates with me is how your first thought when realizing your brutalization was to warn the others. It's what survivors do -- what victims do not. It doesn't matter that your concern for them was undeserved, only that your instinct was to protect.

So often this instinct to belong somewhere -- to stick together against the evil out there -- is judged by law enforcement and do-gooders as *gangs* and flawed loyalty. I personally have no judgement for the decisions that throwaways make in order to survive at such a young age. You are to be commended for putting your personal story out there for others to put a face on teen tragedy.

2 votes

#6 - Sat Jul 17, 2010 6:33 AM EDT

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