lawman12435
May 18th, 2013, 03:30 PM
When I was 12, I went over to my best friend's house all the time. We were really close, and he had two older brothers. He, was 13, his older brother was 14, and his oldest was 15. We really steered clear of the oldest brother. He was odd, mysterious, strange, and creepy. Eventually, the oldest brother began to hang out with us and I started to not mind him. I thought he was cool and felt bad for labeling him without really even knowing him personally. Everything was great until one day, he just snapped. Their dad was at work and their mom was grocery shopping, so he was in charge. He just started beating us for no reason at all, mainly me. The entire day was torturous because he beat me the whole time. Eventually, we went outside and he chased us with his pocket knife. I was scared out of my mind and ran into the woods. Thankfully their mom came back so he put away the knife and acted like nothing happened. He pulled me to the side and told me if I said anything to anyone, it would be worse next time and no one would believe me over him. I asked the brothers why they never shared anything with the mom, and they said it was because she thought he walked on water and would never believe something like that, so they always just stayed out of his way.
I always left their house with bruises and cuts and told my mom I had fallen off of a bike, fallen out of a tree, tripped, etc. out of fear of being attacked. Every time it got worse. His mom was always absent when I was over for no reason, but she always left the house. He would lock us in closets, throw us down onto their gravel driveway, and even would pin my down and see "How far my arm would go back before it broke." He never actually broke any of my limbs out of fear of someone figuring it out. He started threatening to kill me if I told anyone, so I never did. I went on a beach trip with the whole family, hoping that since we would all be together with their parents rather than running off, everything would be fine but I was wrong. We rarely saw his parents and when we were in the lazy river one time, he put me in a head lock and propped my up on his leg with his knee in my crotch, purposefully trying to crush my balls. He was so much bigger than me, I didn't know what to do. Finally a broke down and shared with my parents what was going on and thankfully never went over to their house again. It's been four years, I'm 16 now and for some reason, I'm terrified around guys older than me. If they are between the ages of 18-24, they scare the crap out of me no matter how nice they are and I can't stand being alone in a room with them. I linked it back to this kid, and I don't want to be living in fear anymore. I know this was a lot, but does anyone have a suggestion on how I can get through this and finally be comfortable around guys again?
I always left their house with bruises and cuts and told my mom I had fallen off of a bike, fallen out of a tree, tripped, etc. out of fear of being attacked. Every time it got worse. His mom was always absent when I was over for no reason, but she always left the house. He would lock us in closets, throw us down onto their gravel driveway, and even would pin my down and see "How far my arm would go back before it broke." He never actually broke any of my limbs out of fear of someone figuring it out. He started threatening to kill me if I told anyone, so I never did. I went on a beach trip with the whole family, hoping that since we would all be together with their parents rather than running off, everything would be fine but I was wrong. We rarely saw his parents and when we were in the lazy river one time, he put me in a head lock and propped my up on his leg with his knee in my crotch, purposefully trying to crush my balls. He was so much bigger than me, I didn't know what to do. Finally a broke down and shared with my parents what was going on and thankfully never went over to their house again. It's been four years, I'm 16 now and for some reason, I'm terrified around guys older than me. If they are between the ages of 18-24, they scare the crap out of me no matter how nice they are and I can't stand being alone in a room with them. I linked it back to this kid, and I don't want to be living in fear anymore. I know this was a lot, but does anyone have a suggestion on how I can get through this and finally be comfortable around guys again?