Once upon a time there was a little boy… we can call him Tommy… just to identify him from the rest…
A long time ago, Tommy was abused… no he wasn’t beaten nor was he abused sexually… or anything of that sort…
Tommy was forced to eat…
…not just to finish his plate…a lot more than that…
He learned quickly that refusing only made things worse…
… and in the end his screams went silent…
At first he begged and cried… screamed for mercy… but nobody would listen… whether he liked it or not… ”finishing up” was going to happen no matter what…. No matter the taste, the smell… whether it was meant to be eaten or not… if he was too full or not… everything should go in and stay there until everything was in… no mercy… not even if something came back up… if that happened… no mercy…
– EVERYTHING MUST STAY IN …until it’s time… –
Even though none of this isn’t really happening to Tommy anymore… he is still scared… He still screams silently… he still cries…. and he’s afraid that someone will make him go back to that time… the time when he couldn’t say no… no matter what….
…so you see it isn’t that easy… and it’s not like they expected it to be easy… far from it… but someday it will be… for all of us…
- This page is Private *
(2003-05-02 17:10)
i don’t really remember much about it….
all I know is that somehow I need to write about it…
i know it is real…. I know it happened …but I don’t remember much…
i remember when she put it in…
it was big… wasn’t made for this…
i refused to eat what she wanted me to eat…
it wasn’t food… i think… I don’t remember what it was though…
but she wanted me to eat it…
she said it would “help”
i screamed… I kicked… I begged…
she tied me down to the chair…. I couldn’t move….
i remember the pain of the tube/hose being shoved through my mouth… down my throat… I thought I would choke… I remember gagging…
Throat still hurt from before… because she had made me eat something that was too hot… Hot soup or hot boiling water was her favorite….