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Today was a good day. Spending time with my girl friend and
her son. Not having a plan, and leting the day take it coourse.
Is someting i wanted for a long time.


My Story

Feb 16 2011
Let me tell you all my story. Twenty nine years ago i was twelve years old.my family and i just got into camping. My parents just bought a new travel trailer and

found a nice campground in Antioch ILLinois called Timber

Lake Park. This place was enormous. At first my parents

would not let me leave the camp site. They thought i was

to young to be wandering around by my self in such a big

place. But i wanted to hang out with my two older

brothers. And maybe meet some friends. My parents told

my brothers to keep a eye on me and don't let me out of

there sight. They agreed. That night a band was playing.

They finished about 11:30PM. Afterwards everyone hanged

around, or hanged around in the game room near by. but

i was to young to be in there. My brother told me to go

back to camp. But i did no know my way back in the dark

he tried to tell me how. I thought i understood. but on

my way back i got lost. I tried to get back to where my

brothers where, but i go even more lost. so lost,

somehow i ended up outside the park along side a country

road in the middle of no wear. I was cold. I was in

shorts, and had no jacket. I gave up. I sat down on the

side of the road, and started to cry. A car finally came

around and stopped. This man wanted to know what i was

doing here at two in the morning. I told him i was lost

and where i came from. He told me he knew where that

campground is. I stopped crying because he was going to

help me. He put me in his car and we drove away. I was

so happy i was going home. But that was shot lived. He

started to put his hand on me. At first he was only

touching my leg. But then he moved up, And rubbing my

genitals. I kept telling him to stop. But he kept on

doing it. i tried to get in the back seat to get away

from him. But he kept pulling me back. He pulled over

and pulled a gun out from under the seat, and forced me

out of the car and threw me to the ground, where he tied

up. He even put tape over my mouth, so i couldn't cry

out for help. He then dragged me to the bach of his car

and threw me in the trunk. And then drove away. i don't

know how long i was in there. or where i was going. When

he stopped, he pulled me out and took me inside of a

abandoned farm house. He untied me and forced me to

remove my clothes. As he did as well. he told me to

kneel down in front of him..... He forced his penis in

my mouth while holding his gun to my head. He then

leaned me over and forced his penis int my rectum.

Crying out in such pain, i kept telling him to stop.

But he continued. He even forced other objects into my

rectum. Like pens, glass bottles, even spoons. These are

just some of the things he did to me...... He tortured

me like this two to three time a day. For five days.

When it come down to food, he did not feed me very well.

What ever food he dodn't finish, that is what i had to

eat. Some times i would get a piece of sandwich the size

of a half dollar with just a piece of meat. He even fed

me dog food. I was afraid if i didn't eat what he gave

me that he would hurt me even worse. So i stopped resis-

ting all together.When ever he would come into the room

i would back myself up into a corner thinking he was

going to hurt me again. That was usually the case. He

would pull me out of the corner and begin to molest me

again over and over and over again. When i was in the

room by my self, would curl up into a ball and say to

my self I want to go home. I would say this over and

over. I want to go home. After the third day i took a

risk. And started pleating with him to let me go. I pro-

missed him i would never tell any one about this. i kept

on saying this for another day in a half. All the time i

was being molested. Finally on the fifth day, I t was night time. He came into the room. Again i backed my

self up into a corner. He walked up to me pointing his

gun. He put the end of his gun between my eyes, and told

me to get on my knees. I thought he was going to kill

me. he pulled me up by my hair and told me to take hold

of his gun, and put it in my mouth. He began to tell me

that he was going to let me go.He told me if i ever told

any one! even the police! i will find you and your family

and molest you in front of them. And i will kill them

one by one. And make you watch. All the time while stro-

king my genitals. He told me to pick up my clothes, and

we left the house. He took me to his car and told me to

get in the trunk. This was the first time i didn't mind

going into the trunk. I was finally in a place where he

couldn't touch me. I was still naked. I tried to get

dressed, but things were tight. When he finally stopped,

he led me into a field of tall grass. and told me to lay

down. He told me witch direction the campground was. and

then he molested me once more. I was num. i laid there

awhile to make sure he was really gone. Once i knew I

got dressed and walked in the direction he told me. And

then i see the sing Timber Lake Park. You would think i

Would be happy? NO. He took everything that life meant

to me. When i got to the entrance to the park i see a

police car. Before i got to it the officer in side got

out and couldn't believe what he is seeing. The officer

gave me his jacket because i was shivering. I was not

shivering because i was cold. I was shivering because i

was terrified.

 

This post was posted on 9/13/2008

Scott



Comments (11)Add Comment
written by pinkapple, February 16, 2011
Nobody would want to have this kind of experience Scott...to our oneself or any of our family members. My heart was pounding while I'm reading it. How you felt was even worse...nobody can even imagine.

I can understand your trauma. Even he's already dead, but the trauma he left for you is almost permanent.

Keep strong, keep writing. (((((((( HUGSSSS )))))))))))



I have no good words to say
written by MattMiller, February 17, 2011
Wow.. thats deep. I feel so sorry for you. That was horrible. I would have been terrifyed. The guy who raped me didnt even have a gun but i was still terrifyed. My ordeal was over in less than an hour. I couldnt imagine being kiddnapped and it going on for days. Im so glad that your doing better and your life is going well after this awful experience.

It gives others boys like us hope.

Thanks for sharing.

-Matt
written by 1magicman, February 17, 2011
There is always something good to say even in your darkest moments. You surch deep with in yourself and found a way. Thanks Matt.

( Hope To Cope ) Your Bro Scott
written by hiall, February 17, 2011
Im glad your still with us Scott. You are in my heart.
written by stand2endure, November 08, 2011
Scott, my friend. your story has given me so much strength to share deeper and hidden secrets about my abuse. Please keep sharing and speaking out to encouraging others like you do. s2e smilies/smiley.gif
written by kateymatt, August 02, 2012
You are an amazing person to survive such a horrific experience! What faith you must have to ask to go home and keep it together. Some of us were gifted with survival skills and you are a perfect example of that. I truly hope that his death gave you some peace and that you receive many gifts in this life.
written by 1magicman, August 03, 2012
My parents always taught me right from wrong even though i made mistakes. I was taught to head for home no mater what the circumstances. At that age i didn't even know what circumstance really was. All i was, was a boy that wanted to have fun. But a gun and sex for his own pleasure changed it for me forever. People often tell me your so lucky. I look at them and i think in my mind that there crazy. They were not there to feel what i was feeling. I just had to do what i had to do to survive. Me and my family are very very close and are spiritual and every night i prayed for God to take me away from hear. TAKE ME HOME..... Thanks.

( Hope To Cope ) Scott
written by tmylyn01, September 20, 2012
Just Heart Wrenching! I'm So Sorry That Happened To You. What a piece of @#!^. Prisoners will have a blast with this garbage, and.
written by tmylyn01, September 20, 2012
-and
written by tmylyn01, September 20, 2012
Oh good he was murdered. I figured they would have a field day with him. I hope he got a little back of what he did you, so he was able to understand what he did, before he was killed. As for me I am going out to buy a leash to put on my son...grrrrrr. A parents Worst Nightmare. I am so sorry for your parents, and your brothers, who are carrying the weight of blame. The chances of a friggin monster being the one to find you...Anyways, I am sorry, and I know that you don't feel lucky, when you have a lifetime of crap in your brain to deal with. Lucky is not a good term, that's for sure. Sometimes I'm sure you feel death would have been luckier. But you are healing, and trying to help so many others And your story will help parents to be a little more cautious. Not that it is your parents fault for not being cautious, But I think people really dont think that danger is REALLY lurking, and your story will remind them of that. I am glad you survived to be able to share your story and help save others.
written by lilshannon, November 21, 2012
Hi there,
I am so terribly sorry this happened to you and nobody ever deserves something like this. I want to say thank you for being so strong and brave to share your story. It really shows that people can go through something like this and still be a survivor.

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