Detect(ive) evil - a series of true stories by Claudio Biesele / Third Part

ZURICH - April 28, 2015 - PRLog -- Unfortunately they took me along to the United States. Because a few months later I was kidnapped. At a train station an older lady gave me a lift to leave my parents and I boarded a train with her - but without the permission of my parents.

Well, I wasn’t away for too long. They found me and the old mom near one of the next trains stations. According to my parents I had the intention to leave them either way and took the chance to get away with this nice old lady - not to bad for a three year old child. Maybe the old lady made some compliments to me. For sure is that I was not afraid of her but of my father - I think on the ship from the Netherlands to New York I felt one of a so called panic attack in my brain (very modern today if it goes with trembling …), when I saw my father looking at the door at a theatre performance for children.

Well, one year later - with four years bad experiences - my parents sent my to the psychiatrist because I urinated in the bed by night and tortured my little brother, who was just born. The psychiatrist made a Rorschach Test (What pictures do you see in this painting?) and found out what everybody could see: I had a problem with the birth of my brother, because I wanted to be the only child in this familiy. That means with three years I was declared as a child with a very big ego - spoiled.

In fact I was not an evil child, but a hurted one. I tortured my brother because I saw that he was treated well and nicely. While I was used to pacify and arianyze the family of Anti-fascists with jewish relationship. As a four year old boy I thought I would be okay to torture my little brother for reasons of justice. Not reflecting that I did only to him what my parents did to me. But that truth was never told by them.

Parents who are guilty in a moral or a legally way lie a lot thoughout their life. So I understood that I was the one who wanted to leave my parents and I was the one who hurted him self by breaking his neck or cause a hernia. But I think the truth goes rather this way: Why should someone kidnap a child of a standard family? The kidnapping was part of the conflict between bad (fascist) and good (Anti-fascist). And I was the victim at that time, because I was too young to position myself.

Read next time about further actions how to argue the truth away.