Honestly, I just can't stand all this stress. I can't stand feeling all stressful every single day. Even when nothing's up, when I should feel okay, being in good condition, it seems like that thing called stress has fully conquered my mind, my brain, my life. Stress could lead to dull skin complexion, acnes, eating disorder(lesser or more appetite). And that's obviously not healthy! It can even leads to heart attack, diabetes and other critical diseases. Insomnia? Used to it! How can people easily tell us to stop thinking, try to get rid of all the thoughts that would be lingering on our heads when we're trying to sleep? It is seriously not that easy dude.
**** Sabtu, 8 Oktober 2011 GOMBAK: Berang isteri dalam pantang enggan melayan kehendak seksualnya, seorang lelaki berusia 28 tahun bagaikan dirasuk syaitan apabila sanggup meliwat bayi lelakinya berusia 23 hari di dalam bilik di rumahnya di Taman Sunway, Batu Caves, di sini, kelmarin.
Lebih kejam apabila tangisan bayi malang yang menahan kesakitan itu langsung tidak diendahkan si bapa durjana, sebaliknya dia menjadi lebih rakus dengan bertindak menutup mulut anaknya itu menggunakan tangan dengan kuat, sekali gus menambah derita si kecil.
Bapa yang kejam itu berbuat demikian untuk mengelakkan tangisan bayi malang itu didengari isterinya yang ketika kejadian dilaporkan sedang berehat di ruang tamu rumah.
Sumber polis berkata, tindakan keji dan kejam itu hanya disedari ibu mangsa berusia 39 tahun kira-kira jam 4 petang apabila melihat mangsa tidak bermaya ketika mahu memandikannya.
“Si ibu terkejut apabila melihat bahagian mulut mangsa lebam. Pemeriksaan wanita itu kemudian mendapati bahagian dubur mangsa turut cedera.
This is one of the most notorious and worst cases of torture murder ever recorded in history. It is also one of the most horrifying and heartbreaking.
Exactly twenty years ago, a sixteen year-old girl was going through the most unimaginable pain, waiting for the endless suffering she was going through to end. For 44 days, nobody helped her.
Her killers are now free men. Justice has never been served, not even after 20 years.
Once you hear the story, it is not easily forgotten. Her 44 days of suffering will forever be known.
WARNING: FOR STRONG AND COMPASSIONATE HEARTS ONLY:
On November 22, 1989: Junko Furuta was a girl in Japan who was held captive in a house by four boys. There, she was raped countless times, then tortured to death in unimaginable and incomprehensible ways for 44 days. She was 16 years old.
The crime: In November of 1988, Boy A (then 18), Boy B (Jo Kamisaku, then 17; Kamisaku was a new family name he took after being released from prison ), Boy C (then 16) and Boy D (then 17) from Tokyo abducted and held Furuta, a second year high school (grade 11) student from Saitama Prefecture in Misato, for 44 days. They kept her captive in the house owned by the parents of Boy C.
To forestall a manhunt, Boy A coerced Furuta into calling her own parents and telling them that she had run away from home, but was with “a friend” and was not in danger. He also browbeat her into posing as one of the boys’ girlfriends when the parents of the house where she was held were around, but when it became clear that the parents would not call the police, he dropped this pretext. Furuta tried to escape several times, begging the parents more than once to help her, but they did nothing, apparently out of fear that Boy A would hurt them. Boy A was at the time a low-level yakuza leader and had bragged that he could use his connections to kill anyone who interfered.
According to their statements at their trial, the four of them raped her, beat her, introduced foreign objects including an iron rod into her vagina, made her drink her own urine and was fed cockroaches, inserted fireworks into her anus, and set them off, forced Furuta to masturbate, cut her nipple with pliers, dropped dumbbells onto her stomach, and burned her with cigarettes and lighters. (One of the burnings was punishment for attempting to call the police.) At one point her injuries were so severe that according to one of the boys it took more than an hour for her to crawl downstairs to use the bathroom. They also related that “possibly a hundred different people” knew that Furuta had been imprisoned there, but it is not clear if this means they visited the house at different times while she was imprisoned there, or themselves either raped or abused her. When the boys refused to let her leave, she begged them on several occasions to “kill (her) and get it over with”.
On January 4, 1989, using one of the boys’ loss at mah-jongg as a pretext, the four beat her with an iron barbell, poured lighter fluid on her legs, arms, face and stomach, and set her on fire. She died later that day of shock. The four boys claimed that they were not aware of how badly injured she was, and that they believed she had been malingering.
The killers hid her corpse in an 55-gallon drum filled with cement; the perpetrators disposed the drum in a tract of reclaimed land in Koto, Tokyo.
Arrest and punishment
The boys were arrested and tried as adults; but, because of Japanese handling of crimes committed by juveniles, their identities were sealed by the court. However, a weekly magazine Shukan Bunshun reported their real names, claiming “Human rights aren’t needed for brutes.” Furuta’s real name and details about her personal life were reported exhaustively in the media. Kamisaku was judged as a sub leader, at least according to the official trial.
The four boys pled guilty to a reduced charge of “committing bodily injury that resulted in death”, rather than murder. Boy A’s parents sold their house for approximately 50 million yen and paid this as compensation to Furuta’s family.
For his participation in the crime, Kamisaku served eight years in a juvenile prison before he was released, in August 1999. In July 2004, he was arrested for assaulting an acquaintance, whom he believed to be luring a girlfriend away from him, and allegedly bragged about his earlier infamy.  Kamisaku was sentenced to seven years in prison for the beating.
Junko’s parents were dismayed by the sentences received by their daughter’s killers, and enjoined a civil suit against the parents of the boy in whose home the crimes were committed. When some of the convictions were overturned on the basis of problematic physical evidence (the semen and pubic hair recovered from the body did not match those of the boys who were arrested), the lawyer handling the civil suit decided there was no case to be made and refused to represent them further. (There is speculation that the evidence may have been contaminated—for example, by unidentified persons who raped Furuta.
One of the most disturbing parts of this true story is that her killers are now free. After putting Junko Furuta through all that suffering, they are free men.
****-What they did to her and the suffering-****
These horrifying things done to Junko Furuta had been collected through the Japanese court trial of the case, and blogs from 1989. They show the pain that Junko Furuta had to endure before she was finally dead. All this had happened to her while she was still alive. They are disturbing, but the truth.
All of this had happened.
DAY 1: November 22, 1988: Kidnapped Kept captive in house, and posed as one of boy’s girlfriend Raped (over 400 times in total) Forced to call her parents and tell them she had run away Starved and malnutritioned Fed cockroaches to eat and urine to drink Forced to masturbate Forced to strip in front of others Burned with cigarette lighters Foreign objects inserted into her vagina/anus
DAY 11: December 1, 1988: Severely beat up countless times Face held against concrete ground and jumped on Hands tied to ceiling and body used as a punching bag Nose filled with so much blood that she can only breath through her mouth Dumbbells dropped onto her stomach Vomited when tried to drink water (her stomach couldn’t accept it) Tried to escape and punished by cigarette burning on arms Flammable liquid poured on her feet and legs, then lit on fire Bottle inserted into her anus, causing injury
DAY 20: December10, 1989: Unable to walk properly due to severe leg burns Beat with bamboo sticks Fireworks inserted into anus and lit Hands smashed by weights and fingernails cracked Beaten with golf club Cigarettes inserted into vagina Beaten with iron rods repeatedly Winter; forced outside to sleep in balcony Skewers of grilled chicken inserted into her vagina and anus, causing bleeding
DAY 30: Hot wax dripped onto face Eyelids burned by cigarette lighter Stabbed with sewing needles in chest area Left nipple cut and destroyed with pliers Hot light bulb inserted into her vagina Heavy bleeding from vagina due to scissors insertion Unable to urinate properly Injuries were so severe that it took over an hour for her to crawl downstairs and use the bathroom Eardrums severely damaged Extreme reduced brain size
DAY 40: Begged her torturers to “kill her and get it over with”
January 1, 1989: Junko greets the New Years Day alone Body mutilated Unable to move from the ground
DAY 44: January 4, 1989: The four boys beat her mutilated body with an iron barbell, using a loss at the game of Mah-jongg as a pretext. She is profusely bleeding from her mouth and nose. They put a candle’s flame to her face and eyes.
Then, lighter fluid was poured onto her legs, arms, face and stomach, and then lit on fire. This final torture lasted for a time of two hours.
Junko Furuta died later that day, in pain and alone. Nothing could compare 44 days of suffering she had to go through.
When her mother heard the news and details of what had happened to her daughter, she fainted. She had to undergo a psychiatric outpatient treatment . Imagine her endless pain.
Her killers are now free men. Justice was never served, not even after 20 years. They deserve a punishment much greater than they had put upon Furuta, for putting an innocent girl through the most unbearable suffering.
This story from 1989 is true. Please spread her story around. Everyone should know about the existence of Junko Furuta’s unimaginable and incomprehensible suffering, and this is why this group has been made.
Invite your friends. Never let her story be forgotten. If this story changes the life of at least one person then it has been worth it.
Rest In Eternal Peace, Junko Furuta 1989-Eternity
-ABOUT SPAM/UNRELATED PROMOTING-
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R.I.P. Junko Furuta
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“A high-school girl was abducted by four teenaged hooligans while she was on her way to work. They took her to the house of a friend, held her in his bedroom, and for the next forty-five days enacted every imaginable form of abuse on her (and some you wouldn’t want to imagine). They gang-raped her—both with their own bodies and with an assortment of foreign objects—beat her, kicked her, doused her extremities with lighter fluid and set her on fire, and probably did many other things to her that went undocumented by either her tormentors or the police. They mocked her pain. They held her down and dropped barbells on her stomach. This last bit of torture was more than she could withstand, and after going into convulsions she apparently either strangled on her own vomit or simply died from her beatings. When the boys were questioned later about why they didn’t do anything during her seizure, they replied, “We assumed she was faking it.”
“She tried to escape, more than once. The first time, she was caught in the process of making a phone call. The second time, she ran into the parents of the boy who lived there; apparently they had known all along what was gong on. She begged them to help her, but they refused; his friend had criminal connections, and they didn’t want to get into trouble, too. After her death, they taped her arms and legs together, threw her into a 55-gallon drum, filled it with cement, and dumped it in an empty lot. The body wasn’t recovered until almost a year later. The ringleader of the whole incident served eight years in prison and is now a free man.”
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