This is unbelievable. I can’t picture what Lara is saying.

“If you’re confused, you can ask questions.”

“I just don’t get it. Can you give me an example?”

“A woman called Miry warned you about a fake power, right?”

“Yes.”

“One of the many faces of that power is sex. Well, sex is normal. What I mean is that there are things that create negative energy. But we accept them as normal. Anne has a peculiar view on rape; why don’t you share it with Uzziye?”

Anne becomes serious. She concentrates on me and gives me a warm smile.

“Lara told me you were raped. I’m sorry to hear that. People tried to rape me too, but I killed them. It happened so often the security force gave me this mark that allows me to kill anyone without consequences.”

What? How can that exist? What if she becomes an unstoppable murderer?

“Rape is many times worse than killing.”

“I disagree.”

“Think about it. When you kill someone, it’s over. They just die. Maybe their family will suffer, but they can get revenge or let it go and find peace again. But raping someone is something that’ll affect the victim the rest of their life and is so disgusting is inhuman.”

“But the pain of raping is fine. Killing is much worse.”

Anne stops for a while; she furrows her eyebrows. Lara whispers something in her ear, making her face shine again.

“Okay, Uzziye, imagine this. I cut my skull and yours and unite them. Or I cut my stomach and put your head there. What do you think?”

“That’s absolutely hideous. You’re insane.”

“Rape is the same! They’re forcing a part of their bodies, or your body, inside the other! That’s the most insane and sick thing ever! Breaking someone’s skull and seeing them tremble until they die is less sickening than seeing a man forcing his penis inside a girl's mouth! Rape is an unforgettable experience! How many people did you see get their lives destroyed for such an experience?! How many preferred to KILL themselves because that was better than the rape?! Raping is worse than killing!”

I remember all the insane things they did to us in the orphanage and how many committed suicide. But many didn’t. They preferred to live no matter what, and they still mocked that bravery and killed them.

“That’s okay for now. You can change Uzziye’s opinion later. This isn’t about what’s better; both things are inhuman things we should never do.”

Lara takes a pen, ink, and paper. She writes something and gives the sheet to me.

“Can you see the difference between our definition of rape and the security force’s?”

I read them, though I don’t want to think. They look the same but said with different words.

“It’s just the words what’s different.”

“What?! How?!”

“See. I told you.”

Anne is shocked and stands from the chair while Lara remains the same.

“What? Did I say something wrong?”

“Your answer is normal, don’t worry too much. But this is an example of what is happening in the world. Our definition means other people can’t touch you sexually, and that includes your breasts, gluteus, legs, and so on. The current definition says that only when the sexual organs are involved, it’s rape. They did that on purpose to allow the perversion and the negative sexual energy to proliferate. How many times have others touched or licked your breasts?”

That’s…

“Many times.”

“How old were they?”

“From little kids to old people.”

“Did only men do it?”

“No, everyone.”

“Did they only touch your breasts?”

“My ass and legs too, my back, ears, lips. They kissed me a lot.”

“Is that normal?”

I’m about to say yes, but the words get stuck in my throat. It’s something everyone does. I haven’t met a single person who doesn’t take the chance to fondle a nice ass or boobs or kiss a beautiful man or woman. And is even more common that such things end with sex. It’s how society is and how life is. But the way Anne and Lara talk makes it seem like everything is wrong.

“It’s your body, and you should be the one in control of it. You decide who can touch you. But when that happens, they insult you and harass you for being a proud bitch. Even the women will get offended if you don’t let their husbands touch you, and if they’re crazy enough to think you need a lesson, they’ll rape you.”

Lara gestures towards Anne, who clenches her fists and grits her teeth.

“I know you took part in orgies with entire families. What do you think a boy will learn if they can touch any woman in their breasts and gluteus as much as they want, and then a woman comes home and he can have as much sex as he wants? And what will the girl learn from you after seeing is normal to be touched and brought to someone else’s home to have sex with their family?”

“…”

“And what will other people learn when they see children touching adults and asking to be touched? What will happen when a girl talks with the man at the store or her friends about how she had sex with you with all her family and asks them to touch her? And what will society do when the girl becomes scared after the pain and wants them to stop? Nothing, because she asked for it. They know that that’s why they rush to penetrate the girl or put the boy inside them, so even if they cry for help, people will only stare at them with scorn for being useless at sex. The parents do nothing but say it’s normal, so the children develop a condition where they think it’s their fault and they must change and improve. The children become addicted to sex and proliferate this twisted negative energy. People surrounding them absorb this energy, and it manipulates them into creating more negative sex energy, so they have more sex, and the more twisted the better.”

I gulp. This is just insane and makes me feel like trash. Lara fixes her hair and continues.

“That’s why in recent years the number of people who do it between family members and in public has increased. The age difference has also polarized. Girls and boys have their first sexual experience with adults, and adults try to seduce young girls and boys and their friends. Some confuse sexual pleasure with love and marry anyone. That’s why it’s common to see people above sixty years old with teenagers around twelve. Those teenagers are miserable, so they search for romance outside marriage, but they’ll be sentenced to death if they’re found. So they fall in love with someone but have sex until it’s unsafe. Then they agree to have children and have sex with their children as if they were doing it between them.”

I’ve seen everything she’s telling me when I lived with my adoptive father.

“A miserable person who uses sex to feel better is the perfect prey for this negative energy. They attract more and more twisted sexual energy until they let it control their lives. That’s how rapists are born. They don’t care anymore, with many thinking it’s fair because they let others enjoy their bodies, so they have the right to have anyone.”

“And then they kill their victims ‘cause they’ll be executed.”

“That’s right. If we were a sane and strong society, the threat to our lives would stop most rape cases, but we’re sick and weak. The death sentence for rape and cheating only do more harm than good.”