Solved Murders - True Crime Stories - The Day I Was Hurt by Everyone I Trusted—and Learned to Speak My Truth Anyway #28

Episode Date: July 13, 2025

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There's so much rugby on Sports Exter from Sky. They've asked me to read the whole lad at the same speed I usually use for the legal bit at the end. Here goes. This winter Sports Extra is jam-packed with rugby. For the first time we've got every Champions Cup match exclusively live, plus action from the URC, the Challenge Cup, and much more. Thus the URC and all the best European rugby all in the same place.

Get more exclusively live tournaments than ever before on Sports Extra. Jampack with rugby. Phew, that is a lot of rugby. Get Sports Extra on Sky for 15 euro a month for 12 months. Search Sports Extra. New Sports Extra customers only. Standard Pressing applies after 12 months for the terms apply. Collini, did you know if your age between 25 and 65?

Well, you can get a free HPV cervical check. It's one of the best ways to protect yourself from cervical cancer. And you know what? I actually checked only recently when mine was due and no exaggeration. It took me less than five minutes. You go online to hse.com. But in your PPS number, check in the date of birth. And then they tell you when your next appointment is due.

Oh my God. I know. I know. And you can check you on the register on the website so you can phone [phone]. If your test is due today, you can book today or hscccccc. i.e. 4 slash cervical check. The day everything fell apart.

January 19th, 2024, a date I probably won't forget any time soon. Not because anything beautiful happened. Not because it was somebody's birthday or a school dance or even the day I finally mastered my science project. No. It was the day my mom beat me with a belt and left a red welt across my back and arm like some kind of permanent reminder that respect and rage often walk a very thin line in my house. I'm 13. I'm a girl. And I'm mixed, black and white. That's not always easy, especially in a world that seems hell-bent on putting people into boxes. Too black for the white kids, too white for the black kids, and constantly trying to just figure out who the hell I'm supposed

to be in the middle of it all. It all started with something that felt totally harmless, just another chill day at school. Me and my best friend, we've been tight, since forever, we're goofing off with our school-issued Chromebooks. You know, taking silly selfies during free time, posing with ridiculous faces, giving each other double chins, putting on those weird Snapchat-looking filters. Just innocent stuff that makes middle school bearable. Stuff we wanted to look back on one day and laugh about. But of course, something always has to ruin the fun.

There's this dude, Liam. And man, if I had to list the people who. make my life unnecessarily difficult, this guy would be at the very top, highlighted, bolded, and circled in red. Liam has never liked me. Or my best friend. Or, really, anyone who isn't his weird little clone. He's that kid who thinks he's smarter than the teacher and snitches just because he gets a weird high from it. We ignored him most of the time, but somehow, every single photo we took had Liam in the background. It wasn't on purpose, he just happened to be there, lurking around like some nosy NPC with a grudge. Well, Liam decided to take our fun and turn it into a

federal case. He told the principal that we've been taking pictures of him without his consent and uploading them online for everyone to see. Which, let me be super clear, we did not do. At all. We didn't post a single thing. Not on TikTok. Not on Instagram. Nowhere. We just had the pics in a shared Google Slides file that only me and my friend could see. That was it. But Liam wanted attention, or revenge, or drama, who knows, and he got it.

Next thing I knew, me and my bestie were being called down to the office like we were criminals. We sat there while the principal, who I'll talk more about in a second, lectured us about privacy and digital responsibility. We tried explaining it was just us having fun, that the pictures weren't public, that we didn't mean anything by it. But he wasn't trying to hear any of that. He made us delete the whole slideshow right then and there, breathing down our necks like we were hacking the Pentagon. It sucked, but we figured that was it. We got in trouble. We paid the price.

Moving on, right? Wrong. Word got out. Fast. You know how schools are, especially middle schools. Someone blinks weird and by lunch period it's a whole conspiracy theory. So yeah, people found out Liam had snitched. And in our school, being a snitch is social suicide.

Suddenly he was the guy who ruined someone else's day for no reason, and people weren't subtle about it. The looks, the whispers, the passive aggressive comments in the hall, Liam was catching heat. So what did Liam do next? Something even worse. He called my best friend a monkey. Yeah. That. A whole racial slur.

Out loud. In the middle of class. Like it was casual. At that point, things exploded. Some kids who heard it told the teachers, and the teachers got the principal involved. Now a bunch of kids were getting called to the office again, but this time as witnesses.

I figured, okay, now Liam's finally going to get held accountable for something. Maybe, just maybe, the system will actually work for once. But guess what? The principal didn't even care that Liam said something racist. He didn't ask questions about that. Nope. Instead, he focused the whole meeting on me. He started asking everyone if I had said anything rude to Liam.

Like, really Out of all the things going down racial slurs Snitching, drama He wanted to know what I did This guy hates me There's so much rugby on sports extra from Sky They've asked me to read the whole lad at the same speed

I usually use for the legal bit at the end Here goes This winter sports extra is jam-packed with rugby For the first time we've got every Champions Cup match exclusively live Plus action from the URC The Challenge Cup and much more Thus the URC and all the best European rugby all in the same place Get more exclusively live tournaments than ever before on sports

Extra. Jampacked with rugby. Phew, that is a lot of rugby. Get Sports Extra on Sky for €15 a month for 12 months. Search Sports Extra. New Sports Extra customers only. Standard Pressing applies after 12 months for the terms apply. Collini, did you know if your age between 25 and 65? Well, you can get a free HPV cervical check.

It's one of the best ways to protect yourself from cervical cancer. And you know what? I actually checked only recently when mine was due and no exaggeration. It took me less than five minutes. You go online to hse.e. Forward slash cervical check. Put in your PPS number. check in the date of birth.

And then they tell you when your next appointment is due. Oh my God. I know. I know. And you can check you on the register on the website so you can phone [phone]. If your test is due today, you can book it today or hsc.i.e.

4-slash cervical check. That much is obvious. He's always had something against me. I could sneeze too loud and he'd write me up for disturbing the piece. So now, instead of asking why Liam called my friend something disgusting, the principle was laser-focused

on whether I might have said something mean to poor little Liam. Everyone said no, that I didn't say anything. But apparently that wasn't good enough. He called my mom. Now let me tell you something about my mom, she does not play when it comes to bullying. Especially if race is involved. I've seen her go off on people before.

She's got this no-nonsense vibe, like, she won't even blink before putting someone in their place if they cross the line. And when she's mad, man, you better run. So when I got home, she was already waiting. Sitting in her room like a judge ready to pass down the verdict. She called me in, told me to sit, and just started asking questions. What happened at school?

Why did the principal call me? What did you do? I tried to explain it calmly at first, but the whole situation had me heated. I was still mad at Liam. Still mad at how the principal treated us. Still mad at how unfair everything was. So when I opened my mouth, I didn't hold back. I said, exact words, I couldn't care less about that hunchback of Notre Dame N. Asteris Gare.

It was like the air got sucked out of the room. My mom's face turned into stone. Not shock. Not sadness. Just pure, volcanic fury. She didn't even say. anything. She just grabbed her belt, one of those thick leather ones that's not just for show, and started swinging. It wasn't like one quick slap to prove a point. Nah. It was full-on

punishment mode. Across my back. Across my arms. Through three layers of clothes, my bra, my t-shirt, and my hoodie. And it still felt like knives. Afterward, I stumbled back into my room, sore, shaking, and a little dazed. I took off my sweater and looked in the mirror. My skin was red, like burning hot red. My right arm looked like I got slapped by fire, and my back felt like it was pulsing in time with my heartbeat. And that's when I started wondering. Was I wrong? I mean, yeah. I lost control. I said something terrible. I was mad and I used a slur that should have never come out of my mouth, even if I was quoting or mocking. But did that mean I deserved to be hit like that?

I kept asking myself, was my mom right for doing what she did? Or did she go too far? I wish I could tell you I had a clear answer, but I don't. All I know is I couldn't lie down on my bed properly for two days straight. The bruises didn't fade fast. The guilt didn't either. I kept thinking maybe if I hadn't gotten so mad, maybe if I'd just explain things better, maybe if I'd kept my mouth shut, none of it would have happened. But then again, should a kid ever be hit that hard for slipping up?

A couple days later, I saw people online talking about what happened. Some were asking whether we actually posted those images of Liam. So just to clear things up, we didn't. Nothing was public. Nothing got uploaded to social media. The photos were saved in a private slideshow, shared only between me and my best friend. There was no big Instagram reveal. No TikTok drama.

Liam made that part up. And just in case anyone's still confused, our principal. He's white. I don't know why some people thought he was black or mixed. He's not. He's just a regular middle-aged white guy. with weird bias issues and a serious grudge against certain students, aka me. That's pretty much it.

That's how my regular school day turned into a nightmare. How a petty classmate with a grudge set off a chain reaction that ended with me getting beaten and humiliated. How a principal ignored real racism to focus on his personal vendetta. And how my mom, someone who should have been my safe place, took justice into her own hands and ended up hurting me. There's so much rugby on Sports Extra from Sky. They've asked me to read the whole lad at the same speed

I usually use for the legal bit at the end. Here goes. This winter sports extra is jam-packed with rugby. For the first time, we've got every Champions Cup match exclusively live, plus action from the URC, the Challenge Cup, and much more. Thus the URC and all the best European rugby all in the same place. Get more exclusively live tournaments than ever before on Sports Extra. Jampack with rugby.

Phew, that is a lot of rugby. Get Sports Extra on Sky for 15 euro a month for 12 months. Search Sports Extra. New Sports Extra customers only. Standard Pressing applies after 12 months for their terms applied. Colleenie, did you know of your age between 25 and 65? Well, you can get a free HPV cervical check. It's one of the best ways to protect yourself from cervical cancer.

And you know what? I actually checked only recently when mine was due and no exaggeration. It took me less than five minutes. You go online to hse.e. Forward slash cervical check. Put in your PPS number. Check in the date of birth. And then they tell you when your next appointment is due.

Oh my God. I know. I know. And you can check her on the register on the website so you can phone [phone]. If your test is due today, you can book today are hscccd. i.e. 4 slash cervical check.

Worse than anyone else. But here's the thing. I'm still standing. Even with the marks. Even with the guilt. Even with the confusion and the questions I still don't have answers for. I'm still here. I might not have everything figured out, but I've got my own voice,

and I'm not afraid to use it anymore. Maybe that's the first step toward healing, telling the truth, no matter how ugly it is. Because sometimes, surviving is more than enough. The end.