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Originally Posted by heart

WARNING...….…….

What I am about to write may trigger bad memories in the reader. only read if you can accept that what happened with an open mind that what man does to each other can upset and change us forever, For I it made I stronger

That window is where I and many other children would be drugged and raped by whoever incognito, the window below illuminates the basement door, a fire happened in the basement, some of the children had been smoking and caught used mattresses on fire... right where the gas boiler was placed!!!

I was the only one who noticed the smell of smoke and raised the alarm, I remember being well and truly abused for setting that alarm off, it wasn't until I had the chance to point out the reason why, that all hell broke loose

Starting from the left ground floor, the large window (you feel has a history)
I would stand there looking out while stoned from the drugs I was given after having a meal, It was also used as a lounge and dining room with the relevant tv and dinner tables for a large amount of mixed children

Not sure what the drugs were, I would hallucinate fish floating around me in 3D and rainbow colours LSD?

then you have the entry door, then another large window, that was also a dining room with tv, and was used as a meeting gathering room, board meetings staff room (poor memory lol). we would be indoctrinated into a system of abusive education,

the windows first floor and second floor are bedrooms that housed many children per room. each room had about 20 children in each room for the two outer windows, and lockable isolation rooms above the front door, (naughty rooms) for children with particular aggressive behaviours, can you blame them!!! the one to the left is where I said no to being sexually abused so I was drugged... I dont remember much after that point

as you enter the front door your immediately taken aback by a very large hall with many doors to the rooms I just mentioned, there is a majestic flight of stairs that connects to a first floor landing spanning two very large walls including the rooms so mentioned above

im sorry for the graphic detail, I have a history attached to this building and in some cases mind bending memories I would rather forget

That's intense heart. I was drugged as well for a different kind of abuse. Tho there was much sexual abuse a few years later. I was eventually addicted to the drugs due to conditioning. Brainwashing. Whatever you want to call it as they tried to cover their tracks. Repeat what they wanted me to say and I'd get rewarded with drugs. I was 4 years old at the time. But I was aware of what they were trying to do so when I was alone I would repeat the true statements to counteract the false ones. Thus, here i am today.

I want to thank you for sharing your story. Even though you have healed I know it's still intense to have to relive it to explain things to us.