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Pain cost me a lamp

Last night the abusers woke me up after three hours sleep, then kept me awake for a further four and a half hours speaking to me remotely. It’s getting so bad these days simply because word is spreading about what the abusers have done to me and the torture circle they created, and they're taking their failure out on me. The police have to be complicit in it in some way or how else could they possibly fail to take action over vile people committing a crime so disgusting you would use coded language when discussing it around children so they don't know what you’re talking about. Films such as Training Day, Reptile and many others discuss police corruption and kickbacks and all that stuff, but it isn’t something you would expect to find on your doorstep in 2024 in England, meant to be one of the most civilised countries in the world. However it is really the only viable deduction I can make to explain police stark indifference to a crime so revolting.

The abusers prevented me from sleeping for four and a half hours, the time drained away and I lay there unable to stop them speaking or do anything about it. I recently made a spate of calls to 999 but they don’t respond to anything and leave me here to suffer. Eventually I became so enraged I broke my long standing table lamp into smithereens against my chest of drawers, while shrieking in anguish. I then took a whole sleeping pill to get some more sleep, and got three further hours sleep due to being unconscious. As soon as the pill wore off to the point they could begin to wake me up again they began to wake me up again, but having gotten around 6 hours sleep by that point (despite having been in bed for 11 and a half hours) I decided to get up.

This isn’t about me, it is about disgusting people perpetrating a level of abuse unparalleled in modern times, simply because like Gollum from the Lord of the Rings, they had a new technology we don’t and used it to create a torture circle abusing someone they were jealous of rather than do anything productive or beneficial. The police have turned a blind eye to the sort of people it would turn your stomach to see on the street, allowing them to do whatever they want to me in my home as a result.

All my work and efforts, all the life I deliberately lived in order to better myself and my environment, like I was taught to do and led to believe I would be rewarded for, the choices I made trying to learn and improve and elevate myself so good things would come to me and I could meet good people, gone to waste as I am relentlessly used as a plaything by sick people vying to see who can inflict the most misery on a helpless person. While the police stood by and let it happen.

And the abusers are out there somewhere, living and breathing, and some of them likely walking around in public, walking by women, children, and innocent members of the public, who remain oblivious to their private activities, dealing with staff in establishments they frequent, who remain oblivious to their private activities, exercising a freedom they are using to make my life a living hell behind closed doors with a new technology they have that no one else does. I exist like a battery farmed chicken, kept in pain and fear and my rights ignored so others can benefit from anything I may say or do, share information about me out among themselves and live their lives at my expense.





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