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This story takes place one morning when I was getting ready to go to school. I was eating breakfast at the dining table right across from my mother, who was about to leave for work. My druggie college dropout elder brother came downstairs and asked my mother if she had done something he had asked of her, and she said no.
My brother out of nowhere picked up her purse and started repeatedly smashing it into her face while cussing her out. Every time it hit her, she let out a scream. It was so fucking absurd watching it happen that I burst out laughing and could not control myself.
When my mother came back home that evening, I excitedly greeted her because she would cook my dinner and I was starving. But she had a visibly sad look on her face, and I was confused why she was sad. I genuinely drew a blank, and asked her what was going on. She finally explained it was because of what happened that morning. I was like “oh…… that makes sense”
This was quite a few years ago. I recently remembered this memory and burst out laughing so hard for a straight 10-15 minutes to the point my stomach started hurting. I mean, my brother suddenly erupting and her screaming as her face got smashed in, it all felt so absurd.
My favorite content on gore sites is domestic violence content. Seeing somebody get turned into human spaghetti after getting run over by a semi-truck is cool and all, but when it comes to domestic violence, you actually get to hear them scream and cry each time they are hit.
My brother out of nowhere picked up her purse and started repeatedly smashing it into her face while cussing her out. Every time it hit her, she let out a scream. It was so fucking absurd watching it happen that I burst out laughing and could not control myself.
When my mother came back home that evening, I excitedly greeted her because she would cook my dinner and I was starving. But she had a visibly sad look on her face, and I was confused why she was sad. I genuinely drew a blank, and asked her what was going on. She finally explained it was because of what happened that morning. I was like “oh…… that makes sense”
This was quite a few years ago. I recently remembered this memory and burst out laughing so hard for a straight 10-15 minutes to the point my stomach started hurting. I mean, my brother suddenly erupting and her screaming as her face got smashed in, it all felt so absurd.
My favorite content on gore sites is domestic violence content. Seeing somebody get turned into human spaghetti after getting run over by a semi-truck is cool and all, but when it comes to domestic violence, you actually get to hear them scream and cry each time they are hit.





