Clark Fredericks

Like, what if it goes wrong?

Yeah.

So I'm like, and I, like, trust me, I debated this for a long time after my father sent me down.

Like, but I'm like.

I don't want to be responsible for my father going and doing life in prison or my father getting killed as he tries to avenge me.

That was like too much like for my little brain to handle and for my emotions to handle.

And so I just told him, no, he never touched me.

Again, my mind's trying to protect me, but it's prolonging the inevitable of a collapse.

Just get it out.

People, get it out.

You gotta get it out.

So that was around 15.

At 17, my next door neighbor, Jeff, who I idolized,

who i thought he and my brother were abused by dennis as well from what he told me he would tell me your brother and jeff would get so drunk when they would come over i'd have to take their clothes off and put them to bed like why do you have to take somebody's clothes off to put them to bed i'm thinking in my head i'm like all right right and then the wrestling matches

At 17, Jeff puts a shotgun in his mouth and kills himself.

And my brother and I run over there.

His sister came screaming over to our house.

We go over there and see Jeff, find Jeff.

And I always thought from that point on, is this what is awaiting me?

Is this what my outcome is going to be?