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Crystel 2022-04-19 09:03:00
Slash your face with a knife, sprinkle salt, and watch you cry. Blindfolded, the sound of instruments, the sound of approaching footsteps, the fear of the unknown fills you, poked a needle into your fingertips, pulled off your fingernails, well, it's here tonight, you rest, if you can sleep. The next day, I'm here again, let me take a good look at your expression and your face, so that I can come up with better abuse ideas, knock out your teeth, scratch your mouth, and pour oil on you Come on, wrap you with dirty cloth and let them inflame and purulent. The iron rods are knocked into your bones. The hound bites your lower body and pours sulfuric acid into your mouth. It's almost there. Today is here, I wish you a good dream. On the third day, if you can make it to this day, then chop you up, starting with your feet, you have to look carefully.
Extended Reading
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Gertrude Baniszewski: You know what it's like to be sick, Sylvia. I've been sick for so long, too. I can't... discipline my kids they was I should. I punish them I know, but... sometimes with my medicine I gets so I don't know what I'm doing.
[begins to cry]
Gertrude Baniszewski: And I care for them so much. Paula, the thing is... Paula's a lot like me. I had her when I was just about your age. Then Stephanie. Then all the others. Then John left... And here I am on medicine, doing whatever I can to keep my family together. I want something better for Paula... There has to be something better... And I need to protect my children...
[cries]
Gertrude Baniszewski: Do you understand that? You kids... you're all I've got... Thank you, Sylvia. Thank you for understanding, thank you.
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Sylvia Likens: She sacrificed me to protect her children, and she sacrificed her children to protect herself.