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TWO boys who were tortured, raped, and buried alive in a Swedish cemetery have said they looked like they had “showered in blood” after escaping their horrific ordeal.
They told police they were abducted, kicked, punched, burned, stabbed, and ordered to strip naked.
They were also forced to dig their own grave on the night of August 22 in Solna, north of Stockholm.
The boys say their tormenters, two men aged 18 and 21, initially approached them on a footpath near the cemetery and tried to sell them drugs.
After refusing their offer, they were allegedly threatened with a knife and dragged away into a forest nearby when they tried to walk away from the two accused.
While there, the boys claim that they were beaten and led into the cemetery, where they were stripped naked.
They said during the brutal attack, the men said they knew where they lived and threatened to harm their families.
They told police their bank cards were taken after they were searched by the pair, who demanded to know their details so they could use them later.
To stop them from raising an alarm, their mobile phones were also taken and thrown into the woods.
The evil duo is said to have given the boys a shovel for them to dig their own graves while keeping them at knifepoint so they would not attempt to escape.
As they dug the shallow graves, the boys revealed they were continuously beaten by the men.
One of the boys told cops it was “difficult to get a grip on how many” punches and kicks they received from their attackers.
They said they were prevented from screaming when they were gagged with their own socks.
Their belts were used to bind their hands together, while their legs were tied up using pieces of their clothes.
The ordeal continued for several hours as they were tortured and burnt with cigarette lighters.
According to one of the boys, he was raped during the appalling attack.
At around 3:30 am, they were made to lie down in the graves they had dug and buried alive.
One of the boys said: “I just tried to be as cooperative as possible and protect my head.
“I lay there trembling because it is so cold, almost the majority of the night.”
The next morning, after fearing they would eventually be killed, the boys decided they had to try to escape.
They seized their opportunity to get away when the two men strolled away into the distance.
“It was either running and dying or not running and dying,” said one of the victims.
They run into a passer-by who called the police at 8:40 am.
When cops arrived, they found the boys naked and covered with injuries.
They arrested the two men who have since been charged with kidnapping, aggravated assault, rape, and aggravated robbery.
Local media reports that one of the suspects was wearing items belonging to the victims when police made the arrest.
Police released pixelated images of the unnamed suspects on Thursday along with information they gathered during their investigations.
The pictures were published by Swedish newspaper Aftonbladet .
The men have denied the charged levelled against them. 
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In 2008, I was sent to prison on drug-related charges linked to the manufacturing and distribution of a controlled substance. I had just turned twenty-five and had no idea of what life was like behind bars.
I also happen to identify as straight. That really doesn’t have anything to do with it but I’m just sharing for background.
When I first arrived at the correctional facility located in the Southeast, I knew deep inside that things were going to be bad. There’s no way I can explain this except to say my inner voice kept telling me to be careful.
The first couple of days weren’t terrible but that was only because I was being sized up by other inmates. You see, one of the things you find out when you get sent away is that everyone knows your business, including who you are and why you are doing time.
At any rate, on the fifth day of my incarceration, I had two members of the Latin Kings ( LKs ) forcing me to have sex with them. While I can’t be sure, I’m guessing they were close to my age.
Now before I get too far into this, you need to know I wasn’t a scrawny guy. Before getting sent to the slammer, I used to work out at the gym and box. Plus, I had a part-time job as a furniture mover with a local company.
At any rate, the rape happened after I was assigned to the Maintenance Shop. When the correctional officers weren’t present, two of the LKs cornered me near the doorway.
It was obvious what they wanted because the jerks kept making comments about showing them my backside. When I told them no, one of them pulled out a piece of rebar and clobbered me across the face.
Everything after that is a blur. Sometime later, I woke up in a closet, which in prison is called “the cut”. That’s slang for being out of sight from the cameras.
So, here is the thing. The blood rushing from my temple didn’t bother me. That I could handle. But what did freak me out was the white stuff oozing from my behind and streaked across my face.
After wiping myself off with a sock, I got up and felt super dizzy. Once I finally made it to the main hallway, a guard spotted me and asked what happened.
I lied and told him that I’d slipped and bumped my head. Seconds later, I found myself in the prison’s infirmary, receiving emergency medical attention.
But I kept my mouth shut. Had I snitched on the two LK’s that had assaulted me, I wouldn’t be here to share my story with you now. That’s because, in prison, inmates who tattle don’t live very long.
And I wish I could tell you this was the only time I was raped but it wasn’t. You see after it happens one time, it will happen multiple times. It’s like word gets around, you know?
The next incident happened around one month into my sentence. I’ll never forget it. I was on my way to a Christian Worship group when four LKs stopped me near the bathroom. I recognized two of them because they were the same bastards who had assaulted me before.
But the other two – they were new. Well, not “new” but certainly inmates I had never encountered. I’m guessing now but I’d lay odds they were in their middle to late thirties.
Sensing something was about to go down, I tried to get away. That’s when one of them pushed me into the bathroom. Then three of them stepped inside while one guy watched the door.
If you think I could have screamed, think again. One of the LK’s had a shank pushed up against my neck and told me straight out that if I made a sound, he would cut my throat and watch me bleed out.
I won’t go into graphic detail except to say that that the older of the group – and biggest – rustled me over to a sink. That’s when he grabbed me by my hair, bent me over and ruthlessly shoved his you know what up my behind.
I tried not to make sounds, but the pain was excruciating. Worried that I’d call attention what was happening, the thug yanked me up again by my hair and span me around. That’s when another one of the LK’s forced his junk in my mouth.
From there, it was a merry-go-round. While one stood lookout, the other three ruthlessly did their thing.
It was like watching wild jackals at a feeding frenzy, giggling and laughing the whole time like it was no big deal. I can still see flashes of my face in that bathroom mirror as all of this happened.
Over the course of a six-month period, incidents like the one described above occurred several other times.
In return, I was moved to a minimum-security prison camp facility. Not to get into the weeds but prison camps offer much a different environment than penitentiaries.
Two years ago, I finally was released. To this day, I still have flashbacks of being raped by male gangs who thought nothing forcing themselves inside me.
I sincerely hope you never have to do time. If you do, your best bet is to try and go to a prison camp and not a penitentiary. Not that men aren’t raped at the camps because it can happen. But it didn’t happen to me there and it’s my understanding things like that are infrequent.
Today, I am working with a therapist to help sort out some of the flashbacks and terrible nightmares . Being violated like that eats at your sense of masculinity and makes you question yourself. It will probably take me years to worth through all of it.
And I can honestly tell you that since getting out, I’ve been completely clean. I don’t go anywhere near illegal substances and try to live a Christian life.
If you are wondering what it is really like doing hard time, there’s a book called the Federal Prison Handbook . I honestly wished I had read this before getting sent up the river.
It might have helped me avoid some of the problems I had or at least prepared me for the realities of prison life.
If you are a survivor of sexual assault, make sure you find someone for counseling. Even things like AA or NA can be helpful because a lot of the people there understand.
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MEMPHIS, Tenn. — “I was traumatized,” a teenage boy said. “You could see your life flash before your eyes like this. I’m like I’m finna die.”
A boy stood on the same streets where he thought he would die on Saturday.
WREG agreed to hide the identity of a 17-year-old boy because he was just raped.
With his family by his side and with their permission, the teen told WREG he is still scared for his life after the attack.
“I’m thinking about what he finna do,” the victim said.
It was around noon on Friday when the teen was headed to a friend’s house on Evergreen near Vollentine Elementary School when Marvin Bruce approached.
“He was like I’m trying to sell a phone,” the teenager said.
However, when the boy refused the offer and tried to help police said, Bruce pulled out a knife and demanded the teen to walk with him.
“We (were) walking down there and we got to right there where those bushes are and he told me to take out the money and give it to him,” the victim said.
The high school student was robbed for $2.00 and forced into a passageway behind the school.
“He told me to sit down, and he sat down and laid down and he unbuckled his pants and pulled out a condom and made me put it on him,” the teenage explained.
The boy was forced to perform a sex act, according to police.
The teen said, “He was like saying like ‘you like this’ and ‘you want this’ and was like ‘I’m going to give it to you.'”
The teen told WREG he was confused and hoping someone would see what was happening in broad daylight and help.
“He told me to get up on my knees, and he walked behind me and he was finna get ready and bend me over,” the victim explained.
However, the teenager said Bruce stopped for some reason, pulled up his pants and threw the teen’s clothes over a fence to keep him from following.
Police said Bruce ran away, but they later caught him hiding in someone’s backyard.
“You can’t be safe out here — walking to a friend’s house or nowhere. You can’t be nice to people,” the victim told WREG.
The teenager is still working through the trauma but said he is looking for justice.
“I hope he stays locked up forever,” the teen said.
Marvin Bruce is charged with aggravated rape, aggravated robbery, and kidnapping.
He is being held on a $500,000 bond and expected to be in court on Monday.
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Sophomore year of high school, I was on my way to the locker room in my dance team uniform after a football game we'd lost. I turned the corner into the hallway and saw Patrick,* who was a couple years older, storming towards me. Still in his football gear, his jaw was clenched and he was tearing the pep rally "Go team!" posters off the walls. I froze as he passed by and continued down the hallway ripping signs. Being by myself and seeing him like this was terrifying, but also electrifying.
Over Christmas break that year, I was at a house party after a basketball game that Patrick had played in, drinking Bartles & Jaymes Very Berry wine coolers.
"Are you going to the diner?" he asked, and I had to stop myself from saying, "Are you talking to me?"
"A bunch of us are going, are you gonna go?"
Inside the diner, there was a Christmas tree next to the door, and Patrick grabbed a candy cane that was hanging off it as he walked by. He led me to a table near the back, by the smoking section, and slid into the booth across from me. I ordered a hot chocolate and he offered me some of his cheese fries, and gave me the candy cane he'd stolen. I kept it in the wrapper and tucked it into my purse, and when I got home I hid it underneath my bottom desk drawer, next to my diary with the tiny gold lock.
At school I hoped to pass him in the hallways and at parties I prayed he'd talk to me. Neither happened very often but when they did, I was so excited about these brief glimpses and conversations.
One weekend in May I heard that there was going to be a keg party in the woods by the pond on Sunday night since we had Monday off from school. My best friend couldn't go but I had a feeling that Patrick would be there so I decided to go by myself. I wore a white Champion t-shirt, red Umbro shorts, a GAP jeans jacket, bunchy socks, and Keds. I went to my best friend's house before the party and she did my hair, putting it half-up in a clip and blow-drying and hairspraying my bangs.
Walking up to the clearing by the pond where the party was, I saw right away that Patrick was there and my stomach did flip-flops. He made his way over and talked to me, and at the end of the night he said he would walk me home.
Maybe he'll kiss me! I thought, walking down the dirt path next to him, and popping a Wint-O-Green Lifesaver in my mouth just in case.
"Did you know that Wint-O-Green Lifesavers spark in the dark?" I asked, biting the Lifesaver to do my favorite party trick.
"Hmm," he said, looking at me, and I could tell that he was going to kiss me. Covering my mouth with my hand, I tried to subtly spit out my Lifesaver so I'd be ready for the kiss, and dropped it on the ground.
A second later, he leaned down and started kissing me. I couldn't believe this was actually happening! But then he took my clothes off really quickly and all of a sudden I was lying on the ground and he was on top of me. His hands were all over me and dried leaves scratched against my back and legs and my mind couldn't keep up with what was going on. I was trying to decide if I liked it or not and leaning towards not when he told me to give him a blow job.
"I can't," I stammered. I'd never done that before and also I'd just gotten braces and I thought I might have TMJ, but I knew I couldn't explain all that so I just gulped and nodded no. "I... can't."
"You're just a tease," he said, getting up and walking away. "Just a f**cking tease."
"Wait!" I yelled after him. "Where are you going, what are you..."
He said if I didn't do it he'd leave me alone in the woods, and kept walking towards the road. I scrambled to gather my clothes and put them back on, and ran after him.
"OK," I said. "I'll... I'll do it."
"What?" he asked, stopping and turning around to face me. "What will you do?"
"That," I said. "What you said, what you wanted."
"Say it," he said. "Tell me what you'll do."
Standing completely still, my breath caught in my chest. I didn't want to say it but I did, and he led me to the top of hill with a st
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