...two cracked ribs, multiple bruises, a split lip, a cut across my right bicep, and a mostly-faded concussion, and I'm finding myself wondering, what the hell happened today?
So, some background on my life, so you know what the hell's going on.
I live in Windradyne, in Bathurst- it's one of the worst places to live in my town. It's that place in town where all those stereotypes are true- all the Aboriginals are drunkards, everybody's violent, they'll stab you as soon as they look at you. All that crap.
I've been living here for about... Ooooh... A year and a half now? I'm not exactly sure. Anyway, soon after we moved here, I was harassed by some of my neighbours. They're big, muscly types, but they're not too bright.
Anyway, about a week after we moved in, things boiled to a head, and the three of them came after me with baseball bats. I never actually thought people did that until then.
I'm not really too sure what happened after that. All I know is, I woke up the next day in hospital with bandages around my head. The doctors told me I was likely experiencing some short-term memory loss. But when I get home, what do I find, but an apology note on my door?
I went to my next-door neighbour's house to see what the hell was going on. So, one of the neighbours answers the door- his arm's in a sling, and he's got two back eyes. He tells me he's never messing with me again, and his brothers are in even worse shape. So, at that point, I'm thinking; what the hell did I do?
Anyway, after that, people started staying away from me around here, so I wasn't complaining.
But today. It must have been, oh, ten minutes after I posted on this forum? All those messages? I decided I wouldn't mmind a drink, so I went up to the shops; it's only an eight-minute walk. I get up there, buy myself some Coke, start walking back, and see two guys harassing a woman. One of them's pulled a knife on her, and they're dragging her into an alleyway. Of course, me being the idiot I am, I decide to help her out.
I'll spare you the details of the fight. Suffice to say, I'm down one 2-litre bottle of coke; they're down one pocketknife; and I'm up one pocketknife.
The cops say they're not charging me with anything, since I'm technically still a minor; I'd only have to go to juvie for a few months, and then I'd be out, with a free record. Plus, I was doing it to help a lady.
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What I wanna know is...
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What the hell happened? I've been living my life for the past year relatively uneventfully. The most major qualm I've had was finally realizing I'm trans, and even that wasn't too bad.
Now, all of a sudden, I'm being whirled around hospitls and police stations and everyone's houses?
What the hell?
I need stability and normalcy... Please help T_T I know you guys can be relatively stable, I'm sure of it...
(This all happened, ooh, four and a half hours ago? I was in hospital for two hours, everything happened over about the course of thirty minutes, I've been home for an hour and a half... Yeah, sounds about right.)
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O.O wow i never heard a story like that from anyone ...... the first story sounds like its a hulk like thing......wow i dunno what to say ... ive never been in any kind of fight since elementary-school, and i dont think i would take risks with knives involved.. you did the right thing though
wait they would charge you if you werent a minor ? what about those muggers? and did that lady thank you properly?
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No, I'm capable of doing that. It's not all that hard to break sommeone's arm, especially if you can snap them over your leg. And people's jaws are even easier to break, if you hit them where the lower jaw connects to the rest of their skull.
It's the fact that I was hit with something that made me forget what happened. It's not that I went into Hulk Mode or anything- I just suffered from a little short-term memory loss. Be kinda cool to know what I did, though.
Anyway, the kids' mother wanted to press charges on me. The police officer managed to convince her not to, telling her that I'd just be out again in a few months. The muggers themselves weren't charged, because the lady ran away; and if I tried to press charges on them... Well, I was technically the aggressor there; I threw the first punch.
Oh, well. I'm waiting to see what the consequences are gonna be.
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Cyg, I would 100% drop stuff to take care of you while you recovered if you were in the same state/province. I'd even do it with a little fanservice to cheer you up. You're not even on the same continent, however, so I cannot do the above for you, and I hope you're not too disappointed. I'm neither stable nor normal nor reliable, so I can't really supply much of those, but if you wish for support, I can give you my cell number and you can text me whenever. I'll reply when I pick up my phone (it's on silent 80% of the time).
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It looks like the two guys I beat up aren't too happy; some of their friends came round to my house at four this afternoon, yelling crap at me through my window.
First time my slow healing's ever actually done anything for me, either. I'm not going to let myself be intimidated by anyone. So, I thought to myself; what can I do to make myself look intimidating? Or something along those lines, anyway. I don't really think in words, more impressions and emotions. Anyway, I took the sling off and put it away. It bloody hurt, too; when I grimaced, I split my lip again.
I musta looked demented when I walked around the front to meet them. I had a cast swinging to my left, my mouth was full of blood from my split lip, I have a vivid purple bruise around my right eye, a half-healed cut on my bicep, and I'm fingering a pocketknife. ****, I can pull off a scary look when I want.
I think half of them musta pissed their pants when they looked at me. My voice was all husky and scary when I spoke, 'coz my ribs hurt like all hell. I told 'em to **** off from my house, or they'd be getting some of what their friends got.
One of 'em stepped forwards; I think he mighta been retarded or something, 'coz why else would he? I threw the knife at him. Stupid move, yes; but intimidating. He takes a look at the knife, sees all the blood on it, and he walks away. He walks away, just like that.
Yup, my description sounds all fanciful. I think that's just habit by now. Anyway, my memory's not the best at the moment. I can't remember everything everyone said, just the generals, but I can remember the condition my body's in.
God, I'm sore after that, too. I had to get my brother to redo my sling, and I think I'll have to go see the doctor again; my arm's been hurting worse since. I think I might have done something when I took the sling off. It took an hour for my lip to stop bleeding, too. Not sure about my ribs; I'll be seeing my doctor about those, too.
And it's taking me forever to type this one-handed, goddamn it >=(
Twilight- You mean you can't come tend for me in a naughty nurse outfit? Awww.
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That's ridiculous. Seeing girls in naughty nurses outfits is ALWAYS one of my priorities. I've been deirious with pneumonia before and still begged the nurses to dress in skimpier outfits. They know that.
(The nurses gave me so much crap for that, too.)
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hmm sounds like a reasonable excuse ...... only reasonable not better than that, they still should rush over to see if they can help without wearing a nurse costume ... unless they are very far away, Australia is pretty big ..
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It's getting really annoying to try and play any video games with one hand.
Anyway, my black eye's starting to fade. The cut on my arm is finally healing properly, and most of my other bruises are healing up nicely.
It looks like the situation with the people in my neighbourhood isn't getting any better. I woke up this morning to find my window spraypainted red (wtf?) and a great big 'fag' spraypainted over my wall. So, I'm expecting something on that front.
And... school kinda sucks, too. I haven't exactly made many friends here, and some of the jerks are taking this opportunity to jostle me in the hall. One of them pushed me armfirst into the wall; and even when it's not as direct as that, I keep instinctively moving my arm to help balance myself, and it bloody hurts.
Soo... I'll post here if anything else happens. Keep you updated, so that at least someone knows what's happening.
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Just as Lady I would have come over and help you with nursing or whatever had I not been so far away, though the skimpy outfits ting wouldn't have happened...I might have been able to dress up as a vampire with a big fakeblood-mess, though^^
And sure you can have my cell number if you want, just say the word, but if you do and decide to send me any texts, I would ask you nicely to sign them with Cygan or something else for me to recognise it's you, or else I might end up selling you out to the cops as a stalker...:O
(But if they accepted the joking offer, I doubt you'd quickly refuse...) I could have sworn I posted in this thread. Anyway, is there no bullying alert or school faculty you can talk to? Because even with the initial incident aside that's grounds for trouble...would it be a bad idea tha would make the sitch worse?
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(If they accepted, no way in hell would I turn them down.)
There is a bullying alert system, but it really seems to act more like a list of targets for the bullies. Anybody on that list automatically gets targeted by the general jerkasses, and I'm not quite sure if my reputation is enough to keep them away :/
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Alright, I laughed at that one, should I feel bad?
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