Q-Tip Attack

I took revenge on a rapist by stabbing him in the ear with a q-tip.

He assaulted a friend of mine who repeatedly told him to stop. He touched her, then he pinned her, then he raped her. She hasn’t recovered since, and even came to distrust her closest friends.

She told me his name and I hunted him. I learned where he worked, where he lived, his schedule. In between my work shifts, I would catch up to him and keep tabs. I did this for two weeks. When he got out of work one night, I was waiting. He didn’t hear me slip up behind him, and I put the q-tip into his right ear and slammed it in with my palm. You wouldn’t believe the blood. The shrieking. I couldn’t move. I just watched him writhing. We were alone, no one was around to help him or catch me. I finally gathered my wits and ran like hell.

I burned the clothes, gloves, and ski mask I had been wearing. I never made a sound so he couldn’t identify my voice, and as much as I thought I was going to drop the one-liner “LEARN TO LISTEN,” I held back so he couldn’t tell the police any sort of motive. The girl was never questioned and neither was I, and as best I know, his hearing is totally destroyed in his right ear.

I have no regrets.