Matsumoto Castle. One of my favorite places, a must see if you've never been.
Link to part 1 of my story if you missed it.
Part 2
So, after I hit eighteen I moved onto campus into an apartment with 2 other girls I had met through classes. Got enrolled again and things were going well. I also joined a club for business entrepreneurs. They had regular speakers, different events to discuss starting your own business. Something I had an interest in doing eventually. Through this club I met this guy who owned a few furniture stores. I started running into him around campus, we’d talk or have a coffee, whatever. He wasn’t a student there but he claimed he was doing some work with the university and had reason to be around. He was attractive, smart, well mannered and in all likelihood a sociopath but I didn’t know that at the time. He asked me out on a date and I agreed. It seemed harmless enough. I can't say I had feelings for him, but it was kind of exciting for me. Id never dated before so I thought id give the guy a shot and see if there was anything there. The coincidental meetings around campus continued and I went on another date or two. The guy started referring to us as a couple, id never even kissed him. I was feeling a little pressured and losing interest because I just really wanted to get through school. I agreed to go on another date.
The last one he invited me to his house, at first I was saying no but he was like come in, have a cup of coffee then I’ll take you home, so I agreed. When we got in he started talking of marriage and meeting his family and all this stuff and he tried to kiss me and I was like, nahhh I gotta go home and study. And I backed away and he said, “well you don’t have a ride home” and I responded something like “no problem, I’ll walk” so I turned to the front door and about the time my hand hit the door knob, in the most romantic way possible he grabbed a handful of my hair, pulled me back over his leg and flung me across the hallway and into the dining room.
In shock, I had no idea what was going on, I tried to stand up, but he pulled me up grabbed me by the throat, punched me in the stomach a couple times and pushed me backwards. I fell on my back and hit my head on the floor. Still in shock and unable to breath, he jumped on top of me, I managed to push out and was able to land a couple of kicks to his body and has face laying on my back. I’m still happy I was able to fight back some at least, but I was all of 90 lbs, completely out of my league and it really didn’t do anything more than make him mad, or more mad. I don’t really wanna describe what happened next. I’m sure you can figure it out.
I always grew up believing people were basically good. That they were generally well intentioned. I was wrong, people have the capacity for good and the capacity for bad. Its easy for people to be bad.
I always liked Alice in Chains
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