Påtalemyndighetene mener de har sikre bevis mot de hovedtiltalte i overgrepssaken i Alvdal. To foreldrepar er tiltalt for å stå bak særdeles grove voldtekter mot barna sine. I morgen starter den fire uker lange rettssaken.
NRK- 1st of January, 2011.
*****, are you doing OK?
With my eyes closed and one leg over the other, I sang to the song from my MP3:
Oh, waves of time
Seem to wash away
One of my feet, the one in the air, moved with the beat. The other's heel was digging into the leather couch I was lying on.
The scenes of our crimes
For you this never ends
Memories flashed through my mind.
Can you stay strong?
Can you go on?
Kristy, are you doing okay?
In my mind, I changed the name to something more familiar.
A rose that won't bloom
Winter's kept you
Straight hair, coloured darker underneath.
Don't waste your whole life trying
To get back what was taken away
"Pretty lyrics." My eyes opened in surprise, and I saw Roxanne standing in front of the couch, looking at me. "What song is it?"
I closed my eyes again. "It's Kristy, are you doing OK? by The Offspring."
The couch moved as Roxanne sat down by my feet. "What's it about?"
Even though the thoughts in my mind were dark, I felt the corners of my lip move. Roxanne was curious.
"It's about a girl the lead singer knew in school. She was abused by her father."
The silence around the woman was just as easy to feel as the movement when she'd sat down.
"That's strong lyrics."
"Yeah. I found this song not long ago. It's become one of my favourites." I opened an eye, before closing it again, just to check she was still listening patiently. "I went to class with a girl like Kristy."
"You mean-"
"Turns out we had a whole paedophile environment in my village. We didn't even know until last year, seven years after she was taken by child services."
My eyes kept closed. I didn't really want to look at her.
"Didn't they know?"
"Don't think so. I think they came for her because her parents did drugs. So for seven years, those paedophiles have just walked among us, without anyone knowing it."
"That's awful."
"Yeah."
We sat for a moment, just thinking about it. Then I opened my eyes.
Roxanne's brows were tangled and I could see the strong woman wanted to do something. Maybe it was a trademark with reporters? That they always wanted to help, to give the mute a voice?
I sat up and removed a plug from my ear, offering it to her. Without saying anything, she took it and placed it in her own. Moving closer together so that the plugs wouldn't be ripped out of our ears, I pressed play. And it began to play again, and I replaced the name 'Kristy' with another.
Though the marks on your dress
Had been neatly repressed
I knew that something was wrong
And I should have spoke out
And I'm so sorry now
I didn't know
'Cause we were so young
Oh, clouds of time
Seem to rain on
Innocence left behind
And it never goes away
Searching for a quote, I found a picture taken of the girl from behind.
I recognized her right away.
This has become one of the biggest cases of it's kind in Norway. Therefor, I'm not afraid to write about it here. It's well know already.
Every time I hear that song I think of her.
Promise the next chapter will be lighter!
The quote is from the news station NRK about the case.
The case is still not closed...