I watched someone degrade in real time as the realization they had been sexually abused become to set in. At the time, I was a kid, so I didn't understand what was going on, but I knew that something weird was happening.
A girl that I was friends with in elementary school suddenly changed as if a switch was thrown in her head. At the time, I didn't realize it, but she probably had a mental disorder as well, because the way she spoke was... odd. She stuttered a lot and it was a trait her degenerate ass NEET weed-loving brother shared, though his speech was much worse. After that switch, she had a really hard time speaking. It was as if someone took the progress on her speech therapy and dialed it back a few years. She went from being a total neat freak, immediately washing off any dirt on her skin, to showing up to school with a constant layer of dirt, as if she rolled in dirt before getting on the bus. This horrible smell always followed her. I am pretty sure she stopped taking regular showers. But the smell wasn't just the moldy Cheerios smell associated with someone who stops bathing. There was this pungent smell that almost completely overwhelmed the normal "this person doesn't bathe" smell. She started to wear baggy and dark clothes, all light clothes gone.
This girl went from being "the weird girl that was sometimes hard to understand" to "the weird stinky girl that eats cat food."
The cat food incident was the result of a dare, where a bunch of us weird and bored country kids sat in a circle and ate increasingly gross things. It started with bugs, but I'm a squeamish bitch and dipped. The dare went from glue and other dubious things that you probably shouldn't eat, but are thankfully non-toxic, to having trouble escalating beyond that. She made the next dare as cat food and ate it without a second thought. Everyone was in disbelief, but she opened her mouth and showed everyone she ate the cat food. I already wasn't popular, so we stopped being friends publicly at school. Shortly after, the weird stuff started to make it hard for me to accept, so I stopped being friends with her entirely. Eventually, she moved away to another town, and rotated through multiple schools. The last time I saw her was at a grocery store, probably a couple of years before I moved out of state. She had gained so much weight she was unrecognizable. I never re-kindled that friendship. My "danger" sense was going off.
A few years later, some old classmates on Facebook are talking about some drama that occurred back in my home town. Her dad and brother were both in jail, though we were not sure why and she was now in a loon bin. Naturally, we speculated what the fuck happened. We knew her brother was weird, always lying about her not being home if her parents were not home. He always had to go where she went, too, and always be in listening distance. After some waiting, the torrent of details came out, where it was revealed she was peeing on her clothes. She started to wet the bed, well past the age where this was normal. She started to pee in her room. She would shit in her house and blame the dog. Speaking of the dog... she was apparently fucking it. The weird irrational behaviors we knew, the sudden weight gain, the speech impediment getting worse, and eating cat food to appear gross. Suddenly, it all made sense.
So what happened? Her dad was video taping her brother raping her and selling the videos on the dark web to supplement him and his wife's drug addiction. The police raided the house to investigate the child porn, but instead found a disgusting home and so an investigation was launched.
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