I was out riding my bicycle on this nice October day by the residence of a lady I know. She is beautiful, yet simple; she is the ward of a guardian, whose decisions are made for her. She was adopted long ago with strict rules given by the parents as to how she was to be taken care of. Recently, her guardianship has changed and the rules were mostly forgotten.
I noticed a truck that belonged to a friend of the new guardian. Concealed by some nearby foliage, I seen him taking advantage of her. Before I could do anything, I saw two more of the guardian's friends drive their vehicles up to her place, and they got out and joined in the assault. I wanted to call 911, but knew the guardian was a co-worker and a very good friend of the local police chief, who would allow this to continue. I sneaked off, disgusted, and went home to get my camera, so as to chronicle the nasty development to help her in the future.
When I got back, the vehicles had left and this poor lady was hurting. She had multiple cuts all over her body, and they had even spray painted her all over. It looked painful and I took pictures of the hurt they had inflicted on her. Before I could even think of doing more, they came back and brought some more friends with them. The anguish I felt with not being to help this lady was great, but I went away while they came back at her. Once again they assaulted her, cutting her up, damaging her beyond immediate repair. I took more pictures of the carnage, but they paid little attention to me-- they knew I couldn't help her out, and they had weapons.
They continued this for the rest of the afternoon, cleaned up a little bit afterwards, and left. I consoled her afterwards, but knew there was little I could do to help her before they would come back again and do worse to her. Tomorrow the raping will continue.
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