Have you ever tortured someone?
828111
give them a taste.....and then make them wait
715689
I have wanted to..I still would If I could find him..\nI want to hurt him, and make him feel what he put me through. I want him begging for mercy at my feet, sobbing apologizing, and then I will just made it worse, with no mercy...\n\nBut that person was a monster, whoever he was...
633555
Yes, I have. Once when I was really upset I was talking to God and I felt someone hug me and I knew it was God. The inner pain I was feeling left and I felt much better.
285993
Yes, I do.  Not the kind where you stick pins in a doll and hurt someone.  But I do believe there are people who have the capability of putting curses on you.
465825
Truthfully I was attacked by a female when I was 24. She found out I was sexually abused as a child and when I met up with her the next time, she told her daughter she wasn't allowed to play with  my daughter because "people who were abused, abuse others". I confronted this woman by telling her I would rather cut off my right arm than harm a child and how dare she place such a devastating label on me, especially to her 4 year old daughter! I called her a bitch when she wouldn't apologise. The next thing I know, she hit me in the face with a coffee mug. The next ten minutes, I beat the living idiocy out of her and it took four guys to get me off of her.\n\nI have been hurt verbally in my life and I can deal with it, but, you hit me and Michelle From Hell comes out!\n\nTen years later, her daughter became a drug addict, the mother lost her looks, money and career because of drinking and their entire family is messed up. Mine on the other hand is great! Well, except for my illness. \n\nCat fight? Well, how about the second (I have only fought twice) fight. I packed a nice picnic lunch, went to my boyfriends house to get him and find him having sex with my best friend in a van I loaned him!\n\nI said a few choice words and when that "woman" threw a big gulp coke at me and hit me with the cup, I took her by the hair, naked, and rubbed her face in the dirt like the dirty little piggy she was. \n\nThey both were written out of my life that very day. No loss.\n\nHope these were good reasons to beat the snot out of someone.\n\nOh...and I wouldn't call this a fight but, a man was trying to pull me out of my van to rape me and I cut him across the hand with the ever present knife I kept at the time. I don't run in bad circles, this guy was a stranger on the street.\n\nSliced his palm wide open and would do it again to protect myself!\n\nSo, that said, attack me and the poop hits the proverbial fan.
1140794
why would i do that?? the stranger hasn't done anything bad to me, why should i torture him that way?? \n\nyeah, i'm a little b!tchy sometimes, but... i'm not THAT evil, you know?
957005
OMG the funny memory this question dragged up!\nThere was this obnoxious guy that kept groping at my ex-bosses grand-daughter in the bar.  He could not take a hint.  Anyways, we were out with some friends of ours, one of whom was an off duty cop.  We escorted the pig and his friend out of the bar and I must have been feeling invincible with my cop friend and swung at the guy hitting him square in the face.  I dont know who was more shocked, me, him or our friends.  Anyways, his friend was dragging him away as my friends were holding me back.  I can't imagine what on earth possessed me to hit the guy (rum maybe???) but I am glad everyone else had enough sense to let it stop there.
721517
I have a couple of times. Once because my friend fainted and we couldent get him to wake up, once because my friend almost got shot by this psycho and once when I was like five years old becuase I thought it was fake. Random but yeah.
262068
Yes I have. I kinda laughted it off and moved away from the guy just cause i didn't know him. I had a guy who kinda wouldn't take the hit so I told my boyfriend and his pressence scared him off. I had a friend who did that though and I laughted at him and asked him if he wanted a show, he got embarassed and stopped looking.
477877
no I thought I knew him dated 6 years but now he turned abusive and I never thought he would do that.by the way thanks for your rude answer to my question.a person never deserves to be abused even if I was bitter which I wasn't I just wanted him to show he cared.but after being abused by someone I thought loved me and would never hurt me yes I am bitter now.
560372
Yes I have.  It broke my heart.
1112063
no never, but my friend did, the person had gotten huge straches on his face. and arms\nbut her nail broke xD
1130877
Unfortunately, yes.  I wished (and dreamed) that this person was dead, as they were making my life a misery.\n\nThey did not die that day, but a day later, after talking to me and making up with me.\n\nIt was possibly the worst experience of my life.
216072
I have tryed to stab someone, but that doesn't count cuz I was drunk....Or I wait till they go to sleep and wrap them up in a sheet and beat them. \nOh by the way, the person I tryed to stab forgave me. hee hee   Sorry again Ryan....but you made me mad.  Friends Forever! :)
789286
Answer:\n\nNo I don't, but yes I do in some cases depending how it's done.\nI'm sorry, this is going to be kinda long...\n\nI'm not from Europe BTW, but I think this fits in here so please bare with me.\n\nI come from a family where you were beat for almost any reason: chewing gum too loud. Laughing too loud. Getting a B in a report card. Sleeping too long. Saying the word "No" to your parents, getting beat up by someone and you come home just to have your mother beat you up because you got beat up by someone else. The list goes on, but I won't bore you with the details.\n\nUnfortunately I was beat a lot. Maybe I was a hard to teach child but I tell you I got beat almost every day from the age of 5 to the age of 14.  I was not a bad child, I was just hyper-active and back then people didn't understand what that meant. I also had vivid imagination which clearly set me apart from my family.\n\nThrough all the weirdness and the hard times, I actually was a very happy little kid, but my mother was angry and she hated the world...she especially hated men, and unfortunately for me resembled my father who had abused my mother and then left her with 5 children to take care of by herself.  BTW if you ever wondered why Black women have a problem with Black men, it's because Black men did this sort of thing a lot in the 60s, 70s, and 80s.\n\nSo since I resembled my wayward father who abused my mother and left her, my mother was angry all the time, and she would beat the males in the family for all kinds of crazy reasons and I got it the worst.\n\nShe never beat you to teach you a lesson, or to show you where you were wrong, she beat you as a way to vent her frustrations out on men and life in general.  You could tell this by the way she was sort of off in her own world while she was beating you.\n\nAlso, when I say she "beat" you, let me describe what I mean by that.  She never spanked you.  A spanking would have not have even been noticed that family. When I say she beat you, I mean she really beat you. A beating in my family was a whole, family experience.  I think this was the only activity that we all participated in together.\n\nEveryone would show up in the kitchen along with the person that was unfortunately picked to be beaten (which was always me).  That person had to strip down to their underwear, and then the family members all would grab an arm, and legs so that their was no way that the person could escape.  They would all hold you down, and then the mother would come out with an extension cord and she would beat you for 5 minutes, and if you didn't cry or scream she would beat you for 10 minutes, and then after that you got to sit in your locked room without food for the remainder of the day and night.   This was a standard ritual in my sick family.  It was years later that I found out that not all families behaved like this. I thought this was normal for a long time.\n\nAll of these beatings did not stop me from getting into trouble at all. All it taught me was that my mother was sick, and it also taught me how to endure pain.  I still shop-lifted as a child, and I still made every mistake that a child could make.  No amount of beatings could ever increase my grade point, or make me a better person. No amount of beatings could ever have made me a good citizen of Earth.  No amount of beatings could have ever taught me to be respectful, or a responsible member of society.\n\nBeating a child or a teen without love involved is an empty act.  Telling a child that they are bad or are a waste of genetic material does not make that child learn. That child will only learn to hate themselves and think that hey are bad.  What my mother did was not discipline, so I didn't learn anything of value from her.\n\nIf you ever wondered why so many black men and teens are so mean and act they they don't give a crap, you will find out that they were treated like me when they were youn
937315
Its only one of 2 things at that point.....either they  care about you or they are trying to torture you.  Personally I would not answer because if you were the one who got hurt, then you are opening up old wounds.   live in the present and forget the past.
365769
Sounds like abuse to me, how do you feel?