Have You Ever Had To Face True Evil?

[TruthBringer]

Something got into me tonight and I started thinking about all of the good people in the World, and whether or not any of those good people on this board have ever had to face Evil at any time in their life. Ever had to look Evil square in the eyes and face it even if it was the last thing they ever wanted to do. I am very curious to see what the good people on this board have to say about it, and I emphasize good because I do know for damn sure that there are Evil people who visit this board, for whatever reasons they seek, and you know who you are.

As a standard I will set for those who are questioning whether or not they are truly Evil, and whether they were born that way or have become that way over time, I will present 4 things that at least for me determine whether or not someone is Evil. At least in my eyes. Then I would like to give 2 cases in my lifetime where I know for a fact I had to experience Evil because I believe that sharing this with you guys and talking about our experiences might just help all of us by becoming stronger inside and better able to handle the next time we have to face such circumstances.

The 4 things that I will list as the bar for knowing whether you are a true Evil individual are these:

1. If you hate God. Or any notion of a God. And if it makes you queezy and upset and angry to the point where you want to hurt someone or break something anytime someone mentions a Creative Force, or anything to do with a Creative Force, then you are Evil in my opinion. Not that it makes you laugh when you think of the thought of a Creative Force for all things, and that you think it is a silly concept, but that it truly makes you angry and makes you want to change the subject immediately before you end up having an outburst. If so, then you are Evil in my opinion.

2. If you HATE all Human Beings, regardless of color, culture, etc, and you look at all others besides yourself as a curse in your life, or as a blockage in your Life, and that you despise the thought of having to talk to, deal with, share emotion with, share your thoughts with, or listen to and give your time to, another individual besides yourself, and if just the thought of doing any of those things makes your blood boil, to the point that you seriously wish to do harm either to yourself or to one of your fellow Human beings over it, then you are Evil. At least in my opinion.

3. If animals disgust you, and if nature disgusts you, and if you feel that just the sight of an animal makes you angry, and you wish to kill it, torture it, watch it suffer, sufficate it, or any of those things, than you are Evil, at least in my opinion. If you wish Animals didn't exist just because of the simple fact that you wouldn't have to look at them or smell them, then you are Evil, at least the way I see it.

4. If you see a child and the only thing that comes to your mind is how innocent they are and how easily manipulative they are and how you could do so many things to them without them having a clue of what might be coming, including raping, killing, scaring, abusing, and anything else that might suit your twisted mind, and if just the thought of those things gets you excited, be it sexually or in any other way, then you are Evil, at least in my opinion.

Now there are other things I could list for determining who is Evil and who is not, but those are the 4 I will list at the moment, and which I think are clear cut and can not be debated, because mental illness is not to be used as an excuse in those cases, because all of them require careful thought and in many cases carefull planning, and none of them can be said to be performed without the individual knowledge of such actions being put forth. Therefore, if any of those apply to you, then you are Sh!t out of luck because you are Evil, and there is no hiding from that fact.

In the next post I will list my two cases where I know for 100% fact that I faced down an Evil individual in my lifetime, and which I was forced to face Evil directly even though I did not wish to (although feel free to post the times you had to face Evil even if it involves instances where you knew about it well beforehand, and knew what you would be up against). And then I am very curious to read some of the instances where some of the good people on this board had to face Evil, and how they felt during the process, how they reacted during the process, and what they have come away with after having to experience the process of having to face Evil.

[lou lou belle]

Originally Posted by TruthBringer

Something got into me tonight and I started thinking about all of the good people in the World, and whether or not any of those good people on this board have ever had to face Evil at any time in their life. Ever had to look Evil square in the eyes and face it even if it was the last thing they ever wanted to do. I am very curious to see what the good people on this board have to say about it, and I emphasize good because I do know for damn sure that there are Evil people who visit this board, for whatever reasons they seek, and you know who you are.

As a standard I will set for those who are questioning whether or not they are truly Evil, and whether they were born that way or have become that way over time, I will present 4 things that at least for me determine whether or not someone is Evil. At least in my eyes. Then I would like to give 2 cases in my lifetime where I know for a fact I had to experience Evil because I believe that sharing this with you guys and talking about our experiences might just help all of us by becoming stronger inside and better able to handle the next time we have to face such circumstances.

The 4 things that I will list as the bar for knowing whether you are a true Evil individual are these:

1. If you hate God. Or any notion of a God. And if it makes you queezy and upset and angry to the point where you want to hurt someone or break something anytime someone mentions a Creative Force, or anything to do with a Creative Force, then you are Evil in my opinion. Not that it makes you laugh when you think of the thought of a Creative Force for all things, and that you think it is a silly concept, but that it truly makes you angry and makes you want to change the subject immediately before you end up having an outburst. If so, then you are Evil in my opinion.

2. If you HATE all Human Beings, regardless of color, culture, etc, and you look at all others besides yourself as a curse in your life, or as a blockage in your Life, and that you despise the thought of having to talk to, deal with, share emotion with, share your thoughts with, or listen to and give your time to, another individual besides yourself, and if just the thought of doing any of those things makes your blood boil, to the point that you seriously wish to do harm either to yourself or to one of your fellow Human beings over it, then you are Evil. At least in my opinion.

3. If animals disgust you, and if nature disgusts you, and if you feel that just the sight of an animal makes you angry, and you wish to kill it, torture it, watch it suffer, sufficate it, or any of those things, than you are Evil, at least in my opinion. If you wish Animals didn't exist just because of the simple fact that you wouldn't have to look at them or smell them, then you are Evil, at least the way I see it.

4. If you see a child and the only thing that comes to your mind is how innocent they are and how easily manipulative they are and how you could do so many things to them without them having a clue of what might be coming, including raping, killing, scaring, abusing, and anything else that might suit your twisted mind, and if just the thought of those things gets you excited, be it sexually or in any other way, then you are Evil, at least in my opinion.

Now there are other things I could list for determining who is Evil and who is not, but those are the 4 I will list at the moment, and which I think are clear cut and can not be debated, because mental illness is not to be used as an excuse in those cases, because all of them require careful thought and in many cases carefull planning, and none of them can be said to be performed without the individual knowledge of such actions being put forth. Therefore, if any of those apply to you, then you are Sh!t out of luck because you are Evil, and there is no hiding from that fact.

In the next post I will list my two cases where I know for 100% fact that I faced down an Evil individual in my lifetime, and which I was forced to face Evil directly even though I did not wish to (although feel free to post the times you had to face Evil even if it involves instances where you knew about it well beforehand, and knew what you would be up against). And then I am very curious to read some of the instances where some of the good people on this board had to face Evil, and how they felt during the process, how they reacted during the process, and what they have come away with after having to experience the process of having to face Evil.

God dont get me started, well let me see I will try and go through a few really evil individuals I have had the misfortune to deal with.

1. Chilld rapist, not only raped his own 3 daughters but a neighbours daughter when she baby sat for him. Age range from 5 to 11. Had no remorse for his actions. Did not see the wrong in his actions.

2. Chilld murderer. Killed his 5 week old baby, as he had p****ed him off that night. I wont go into graphic details as it would truly upset many members of this forum that have children. He was arrogant and did not care about the killing of his son.

3. Gang member from Fulham, London who at just 18 had claimed to have instigated gang raping over 10 girls between the ages of 13 -15.
Had been arrested for knifing three teenage boys. When I dealt with him he showed no remorse and told me that I would be next. He smiled at me throughout the whole time I was in his company.

3. Animal cruelty. Man that would take dead cats into his local supermarket and tell the members of the public that he had strangled them to see how it made him feel. He was sectioned for an indefinate period.

4. Domestic violence. Dealt with a male that had beaten his wife for a period of over 20 years. He was eventually arrested when the victim decided that with the help of the police she would be strong enough to go to court. He did not take his eye off her family the whole time in court. And smiled throughout the proceedings.

I believe that there truly are evil people in this world. I have unfortunately met a few and I wont forget them in a hurry. Truly horrible people.

[TruthBringer]

Alright I will try not to drag on as I post these 2 experiences I have had in my lifetime, but for anyone who wishes to post their experiences in this thread, please don't feel rushed, embarrased, or fearful of being judged for your experiences, because the whole point of this thread is to talk about them, and for those who have not quite gotten them out of their system, perhaps to help those people come to terms with the experiences and let go of the negative emotions that may be attached to them still and might be effecting some of you even to this day. Be it in your subconscious (and possibly your dreams), or just outright in your every day thought processes.

Ok.....Here goes my two.....

When I was about 7 years old I believe I had my first true brush with Evil in an incarnate Human form. And of all people it was with one of my Father's x-wives, my Stepmother at the time.

Now up until this point, I must emphasize that I had never felt such fear, such negativity, such overwhelming stress in my life, and I really must say I was not prepared at the time for what was coming. But I am alive today still, and I made it through this experience, and I know I am a much better and stronger person because of it, and today I can look back at it with pride, pride that I made it through such a horrible experience and am still here to talk about it.

Anyways, to skip to the point, I was 7 years old and my sister was around 9-10. I had never met this person at the time because my Father had just married her after only knowing her for a few months and I was due for my annual Summer with my Father (who had joint custody at the time), and was looking forward to heading to New York City to visit with my Dad (who was at the time a severe alcoholic, but who I loved none of the less). So I arrived in New York City as a happy little boy who was very excited by my surroundings, etc., and who felt like the World was a warm blanket and that I was going to have so much fun in this big city with my Father and this new woman who had greeted us at the airport with my Father, and who at the time I could only think the best of because I thought (at the time) that my Father had chosen a nice lady to settle down with who would take care of him and love us like we were her own. Boy was I wrong, as I was soon to find out.

Ok, now, I knew my Father was an alchoholic from as far back as my memory will allow me to remember, but I also knew that he had never been violent, and that usually when he would drink heavily he would just talk alot and talk trash about my mother, and that is usually as far as he ever went with it. So I was prepared to spend the summer with him and so was my sister, both of us knowing that he was definately going to have his drunken episodes when he came home from work, and which I must admit were kind of comical in my opinion because he would even sometimes give us money and things because he would be so drunk that he just wouldn't care. As long as I knew he was safe towards us and was not a threat, I was not worried about it.

As I mentioned before, little did I know that I was about to experience the most frightening summer in my life and that I had ever experienced before. And by the way, now is a good time to mention the fact that I soon found out that not only was my father going to have his usual outbursts, but that my Stepmom as well was ALSO an alchoholic, much worse than my Father, which he carefully explained to us as he would discover liquor bottles and throw them away in the highrise apartment that we were staying with him in at the time. It took about two weeks (I wasn't stupid) to begin to see what this lady was all about.

The first 2 weeks went by without incident, my dad would go to work (he was very wealthy at the time), and he would give money to my stepmom to take us to places while he was working. We had a blast, we went out walking around, we visited malls, we ate out on the streets of New York, scones and hot dogs and all the things the vendors had to offer. We went to parks, we went shopping for toys, it was like living in a dream. I loved it......

And then, one day, soon after that, The devil that was watching us revealed herself. All I can remember is that one day my father was saying goodbye to us, and he was leaving the apartment, and that right after he left to go to work, my Stepmom (the Evil bitch from hell), shut the door behind him, turned towards me with the most evil look a person could ever give you (I still remember those cold black eyes to this day), and told me to go to my room immediately, in a very, very, scary and angry voice.

Now you can imagine, here I am watching cartoons (it is broad daylight mind you), and here I am looking at this lady standing by the door with just the most wretched, evil look on her face, and I am totally stunned. So I did what any kid would do, I asked her, "Why?" "What did I do?" This did not help the situation. Let me just put it that way. My sister was just as shocked as I was, and I can tell you this much, both of us felt like we had been shot with an arrow laced with fear, and we were both shivering because literally just the feeling that this lady gave us when she told me to go to my room was enough to cause an old man or woman to have a heart attack, I have no doubt.

So again, me asking her why only made her furious, and she stomped towards me, grabbed me by my hair, and started dragging me into the bedroom that I slept in with my sister, and threw me into the room and then proceeded to tell me that I was not to come out period, until she said so. Keep in mind I had done nothing to deserve this (she was extremely drunk at the time), and I was totally panicking inside myself, because not only was I crying by this time because I had never been treated in such a way by anyone, especially someone who had no right to put their hands on me, and who was not related to me in any way shape or form, but just the mere fact that all I could think about is what I did to deserve it, and I was SOOOOO scared, I can't even explain to you guys the feeling of utter betrayel I felt inside myself (keep in mind I was 7 years old), and that I barely knew this woman.

Now I am going off of a foggy memory here so please bare with me because I want to make this as brief as possible. I remember staying in that room all day long, and for some reason I also have the memory of this lady coming in with a plate (not a bowl) a plate with cocao puffs on it and some milk poured onto the plate. I remember her giving me this plate and telling me to eat it. And so I did, still entirely fearful of her and after having cried my eyes out for at least 30 minutes to an hour or two. And now, I felt like I had been thrown from heavin into hell in a matter of 1 single day. No joke.

I also remember her distinctly telling me and my sister that if she or I ever told my father about what she did to us, that she would kill us. KILL US. Not lying.

So to make a long story short, this incident was not unusual. This was an everyday occurance for me from that day on until the end of the Summer. Every day after my father left with a smile on his face, she would shut the door behind him, and then she would take her anger out on me and my sister (only I never saw what she did to my sister, because I was always locked in the room and had been too afraid I am ashamed to say to disobey this woman's request for me to sit in there all day until she deemed it necessary for me to come out.) I had no tv in the room, no books, no video games, nothing. Just me, my thoughts about this crazy woman, and the sounds of traffic passing back and forth outside of the window about 110 stories below me. I could watch the traffic of course, and the people walking around downstairs, but this did little to comfort me, as I can honestly tell you I was terrified of this woman, both for my own life and for the life of my sister.

As the days pressed on, things only got worse. Pulling me by the hair, slapping me repeatedly across my face, screaming at me and staring me down with those cold black eyes, became an every day thing. It was awful, I remember thinking to myself, "Am I ever going to get out of this?" It went on for weeks, some nights (she knew I was afraid of the dark), she would put me in a chair in the bedroom, sit down in front of me (in the pitch black), and she would proceed to ask me all kinds of questions, questions that I had no way of answering, and for every question I answered wrong, I would get a fully winded backhand across my face (sometimes she would use her palm), however she decided to literally beat the **** out of me, she found a away to do it.

Now by this point, I had been broken, as I am sure some of you can imagine, I sat in my bed late at night in cold sweats wondering if she was going to come in and drag me out by my hair for a beating, and whether that was going to be the day that she was going to take it a step further or not, and if I would one day lose my life to this woman. I do also remember that she would allow my sister to sleep in the same room with me at nightime, and that my sister was terrified as well (we had bunkbeds in there) because my stepmom would like to come in while both of us were sleeping and drag my sister out for a beating as well (she only beat my sister at night for some reason), but the thing is I never ever saw what she did to my sister, because once she dragged her out of the room, she would threaten me beforehand and tell me to stay in the room or else. And it worked, I was 7 years old, and defensless, so it worked. I cried while she did what she did to my sister in the other room, and I am ashamed to admit I was defensless to do anything to stop her.

These kind of nights went on for a long time, the plates with the cereal, the beatings, the all out fear that I felt (as I'm sure did my sister), literally every second of every day day in and day out for the entire Summer that I was there.

Now as I mentioned before, she threatened to murder both me and my sister if we ever told my father or my mother about what she was doing to us, AND WE BELIEVED HER, so we said nothing, and when we finally went home to my mother back in Michigan, we both kept our mouths shut about what happened.

And then...the next Summer came, and it was a repeat of the exact summer before. Pure torture for little kids to experience, and we just took it because we didn't know any better. We thought we didn't have a choice. We were just terrified, and we didn't want to die.

So this went on for about 3 summers, until we got a little older, and little smarter. And then one day I remember finally working up the courage to tell my Father what this lady was doing to us, and do you know what this drunk bastard said to me in response? He said, "Don't tell lies about her like that Brenden. She's not that kind of person."

Thats what the bastard told me! And to this day it is a big reason why we don't talk. So needless to say, after telling my Father, and getting that kind of reaction from him, we (me and my sister) both felt defeated, and betrayed, and so we kept our mouths shut for a little longer, until one night when me and my sister decided that enough was enough, and that we were finally going to tell my mother about what happened and that we were going to call the cops on her.

And I remember the night well, this was a few nights after an incident where she threw a boiled pot of water across the room at my father after an arguement and it hit my sister in the foot, and some of the water spilled on her and burned her, and then she grabbed a sharp kitchen knife from a drawer and came after my father with it (my father was in the military so he was skilled in hand to hand combat and easily got the knife out of her hand and then put her into a kind of lock where she coulnd't get out), and I remember the cops coming into the apartment and I remember me and my sister crying and I remember us trying to tell the police about what this woman had done to us and I remember them all flirting with her, FLIRTING WITH HER! (She was a very pretty lady) and I remember them leaving without taking us with them. Another time we felt betrayed. It just kept getting better and better.

But as I said, that was two days or so before the actual time me and my sister made a break for it. By this time, there was another girl who was staying with us (it was her daughter believe it or not) who was nothing like her and who possessed a strength and courage I will never forget for such a young girl, I think she was about 13 or so. But anyways, the daughter was totally on our side by this point, and so we told her about our plans to run out into the New York Streets when my Stepmother went to sleep, and she was all for it, and even said she would help us get out. I couldn't believe it. She was actually on our side. SOMEONE was actually on our side. It felt too good to express. Ok so, that night, I only remember that after having been locked into my room like usual, (from my side because she always told me to lock the door) I opened it up and me and my sister made a break for it, and all I remember is that by the time I had actually reached the door, she had somehow caught up with me and managed to grab me by my shirt. This time I thought for sure I was dead (because she knew we were about to call my mother once we got out of the building and to a payphone), and then suddenly as she was pulling me back into the room, her daughter, HER DAUGHTER mind you, got in betweem us and separated her arm from my shirt and took one look into those beaty black eyes and said, "If you ever touch him again, I'll kill you." And for the first time I actually saw fear in this lady's eyes, as she just stared at her daughter for a second and as we proceeded soon after to run to the elevator, down into the Streets (this was at like 3:00 in the morning), to a payphone somewhere around the corner or something, and then we finally called my mother crying and explaining what this woman had been doing to us for the past 3 years.

My mother was totally in shock (She had no clue any of this was taking place), she immediately called the police, the next day or so we were flown back to Michigan to be with her, and she sued my father and brought him to court over the whole ordeal and we never visited my father and/or this lady again.

Now, that was the first time I had truly experienced Evil in my lifetime, and one of the most profound as well. After many years of counseling, talking it out with my friends and family, I can finally say I am over it and have moved on with my life, But like I said, it was a terrifying experience for me, and I am glad to have shared it with the readers on this board.

That was true Evil in one of it's most basic forms. But it did happen, and it is true that that which does not kill you makes you stronger, and I truly am, and I only have God to thank for that. For the fact that worse didn't happen and that I am alive for another day on this planet.

PS - The second incident I had is 10 times quicker, lol. So don't worry about having to read a huge post like this one. A few paragraphs should cover it.

[TruthBringer]

Originally Posted by lou lou belle

God dont get me started, well let me see I will try and go through a few really evil individuals I have had the misfortune to deal with.

1. Chilld rapist, not only raped his own 3 daughters but a neighbours daughter when she baby sat for him. Age range from 5 to 11. Had no remorse for his actions. Did not see the wrong in his actions.

2. Chilld murderer. Killed his 5 week old baby, as he had p****ed him off that night. I wont go into graphic details as it would truly upset many members of this forum that have children. He was arrogant and did not care about the killing of his son.

3. Gang member from Fulham, London who at just 18 had claimed to have instigated gang raping over 10 girls between the ages of 13 -15.
Had been arrested for knifing three teenage boys. When I dealt with him he showed no remorse and told me that I would be next. He smiled at me throughout the whole time I was in his company.

3. Animal cruelty. Man that would take dead cats into his local supermarket and tell the members of the public that he had strangled them to see how it made him feel. He was sectioned for an indefinate period.

4. Domestic violence. Dealt with a male that had beaten his wife for a period of over 20 years. He was eventually arrested when the victim decided that with the help of the police she would be strong enough to go to court. He did not take his eye off her family the whole time in court. And smiled throughout the proceedings.

I believe that there truly are evil people in this world. I have unfortunately met a few and I wont forget them in a hurry. Truly horrible people.

Lou let me first tell you that I am terribly sorry that you had to experience those things first hand, but let me also tell you that whether you may believe it or not, I truly do believe that you are a stronger person for having to experience those things even if at the time you thought you would never be able to make it through them. If you got the same feeling during those experiences that I have gotten in some of mine (that feeling of emptyness inside you almost like you are hollow) then I can relate, and I hope it comforts you to know that I am proud of you, even if no one else is, for making it through all that and being strong enough to press on.

[lou lou belle]

Thank you truthbringer

I am a strong person, but that is because I am loved and have the support of a great family and friends.

I found dealing with these kind of individuals challenging but I found comfort that I believe that there are not that many truly evil people out there.

I am glad that your terrible experiences as a child has,nt stopped you finding a fulfilled life and being able to move on.
So many people blame their childhood for many things.
One of my favorite books ever is one called a child called It, by David Pelzer, reading it was heartbreaking but made you reaslise the suffering people can adure and still manage to succeed. I wish you luck with your journey from your awful past.

[TruthBringer]

Originally Posted by lou lou belle

Thank you truthbringer

I am a strong person, but that is because I am loved and have the support of a great family and friends.

I found dealing with these kind of individuals challenging but I found comfort that I believe that there are not that many truly evil people out there.

I am glad that your terrible experiences as a child has,nt stopped you finding a fulfilled life and being able to move on.
So many people blame their childhood for many things.
One of my favorite books ever is one called a child called It, by David Pelzer, reading it was heartbreaking but made you reaslise the suffering people can adure and still manage to succeed. I wish you luck with your journey from your awful past.

Same to you And God Bless.

PS - And whats even weirder ( though I can laugh about it now), is that I remember that movie Flowers in the attic coming on all the time while we were there, and it was like a cruel joke or something, because I literally felt like I was in that movie at the time. Though it wasn't exactly the same.

[lou lou belle]

Hey I loved that film, cos i always thought how they could try and escape, but it was the sheer fear of being caught that held them captive. Next time I watch it I will think about your awful experience.

[TruthBringer]

By the way I should have probably mentioned that this thread is not for the timid at heart, because as is always the case when talking about a brush with True Evil, the facts are not always easy to swallow. And neither is reality for that matter.

So...if children are reading this message, you may not wish to continue reading this thread. Unless of course you feel like you can handle what might be discussed here.

[lou lou belle]

Originally Posted by TruthBringer

By the way I should have probably mentioned that this thread is not for the timid at heart, because as is always the case when talking about a brush with True Evil, the facts are not always easy to swallow. And neither is reality for that matter.

So...if children are reading this message, you may not wish to continue reading this thread. Unless you feel like you can handle what might be discussed.

I agree, that is why i would,nt go into details over some of the offenders mentioned. It would be too upsetting.

[TruthBringer]

You know whats interesting to me Lou, is that I would bet money that this thread is going to be more popular at night time than it is during the day time. For obvious reasons, one of them being that night time tends to force a person to have to face some of the shadows of their past, and in many cases seems to amplify the darkness of those memories.

With daytime on the other hand, it is much harder to take negativity seriously, and much easier to focus on positive things, as is much of the purpose of it's design I would imagine.

One of the creepiest feelings is having to deal with True Evil in brought daylight though, with people hustling and bustling all around you, thats almost like being in a drugged up state if you ask me, because it seems that the mind has a harder time accepting it as reality, which brings me to my 2nd experience which I will post in a bit, but first I'm going out for a cigarette real quick.