Friday, October 9, 2009

Rich

Supposedly the reason i got abused was all because of Rich. Russ was the main inflicter of pain but his excuse for doing it all was because Rich beat him up.
Russ exercised a program on me and it was that when he came home from school he would give me a light torture. He explained that I am lucky because when he and Rich would get off the bus from school, Rich would grab Russ turn him around and kick in the family jewels. According to Russ since Rich did that everyday after getting home from school than it was his duty to beat me up when he got home from school.
As far as I can remember Rich has always treated me well. My only real memories of Rich and his dealing with my life was that he trained me to eat. Rich would get a big plate of food and mix it all together. After doing that he would shovel down the food as fast as he could. I believe he also helped me not be dramatic about events, in essence he helped me not stress.
One day I received news that rich was in a car accident. He came home with a big chunk of glass sticking out of his head. With out making a fuss he grabbed onto it and yanked it out of his forehead. Apparently they ran into something he wasn’t wearing his seat belt and flew into the windshield which broke and some of it ended up embedded into his forehead.

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