se você contar a alguém, especialmente à polícia
Eu vou destruir toda a sua família, você
são meus agora e você fará tudo
Eu digo que Jane do foi uma das vítimas de
abuso cometido pelo rapper Jay-Z quando ela
tinha apenas 13 anos e neste vídeo
temos a oportunidade de ouvi-la
história onde ela conta todas as atrocidades
ele fez com ela e isso só hoje 24
anos depois ela é capaz de sentir
confortável falando sobre o assunto
imagine uma linda jovem cheia de
Dreams recebe um convite que
parecia a oportunidade perfeita, mas
na verdade essa oportunidade veio disfarçada
como um pesadelo de algo que não
destruiu apenas seu corpo, mas também seu
alma o que aconteceu com Jane Doe que
a noite mudou sua vida
para sempre agora depois de 24 anos de silêncio
ela está pronta para revelar seu lado mais sombrio
segredos com todos os detalhes do que
o que realmente aconteceu antes de mergulhar
esta história aterrorizante inscreva-se no
canal para acompanhar mais histórias chocantes
like this and share this video to warn
others of the monster that Jay-Z is Jane
Doe's account begins like this for a
long time I lived in silence not because
I didn't want to talk but because fear
suffocated me my name is Jane Doe today
at 37 years old I'm here to tell you
everything that the monster Jay-Z did to
me a story I kept for more than two
decades this is not an easy story to
hear and even less to tell but it's a
story that needs to be shared because
there are other people like me who are
still stuck in silence I know you might
think it took me too long to speak or
think I'm lying but everything I'm going
to tell you is real so I ask you not to
say I'm lying just listen to what I have
to say when it all happened I was only
13 years old I was a girl full of dreams
fascinated by the world of music I grew
up in a simple neighborhood but I
carried with me the hope that Talent
could take me beyond the barriers that
life had already placed in my path it
was during the 2000 MTV video music
awards that my life changed forever I
wasn't there as a guest of course I was
just a teenager who dreamed of being
close to the Stars I saw on television
so when a driver approached me outside
and said there was a special party where
I could meet some of these Legends I was
ecstatic he said it would be an
unforgettable night and that I shouldn't
miss the chance it was at that moment
that I was taken to a dark Universe
where glamour was just a facade for
something much more cruel the party was
in a luxurious mansion full of people
who seemed important but also full of
people like me young and vulnerable
amidst the lights and loud music a man
was introduced to me he had an almost
magnetic Charisma but there was
something in his gaze that made me
hesitate that man was Jay-Z he didn't
seem to see a teenage girl in front of
him he saw me as an opportunity as
something he could shape and use for his
own interests he told me that great
Stars start like this with the courage
to be in the right places and Trust in
the right people with every word he made
me believe that I was at the beginning
of something big but I would soon
discover that this beginning was a trap
at that party I was put in situations I
didn't know how to avoid Jay-Z and
others around me surrounded me with
praise and promises but their actions
said something else
it was a power game where I was the
weakest piece on the board today I know
that what happened to me that night was
never my fault but at that time I didn't
know that I was a child trying to
understand why something so wrong could
be happening in a place that was
supposed to be a dream place that was
the beginning of an experience that
changed my life forever and that's what
brings me here today for the first time
I feel ready to tell everything because
I know that my story can help other
people see the dangers hidden behind the
shine and fame it wasn't easy to get
here but I'm determined to expose the
truth from now on I will share every
detail of what I experienced so that you
understand how Jay-Z used his power and
influence to steal not only my body but
my soul it's time to end the silence
after that party I thought my life was
changing for the better I remember
thinking maybe this is all worth it
maybe I really am on the right path
but I was wrong that was the first of
many nights that Jay-Z would show what
it meant to be under his control at
first he seemed friendly almost like a
mentor he talked about how the music
industry was a tough place and that in
order to survive I would need to be
strong but I soon realized that strong
in his dictionary meant accepting
anything without question shortly after
that party I was called to a
professional meeting it was in one of
Jay-Z's private Studios a place that
should be where great hits are born when
I arrived the room was almost empty
except for him and two of his assistants
Jay-Z asked me to sit down but his tone
wasn't inviting it was in order and even
without fully understanding it I already
felt that something was wrong he started
talking about how the industry demands
loyalty submission and sacrifice he said
that if I wanted to achieve my dreams I
would have to pay a price at that moment
still naive I thought he was talking
about effort hard work but then he came
over sat down next to me and grabbed my
face with a force that made me shudder
do you know what happens to people who
don't follow the rules Jane he asked
looking straight into my eyes I wanted
to respond but my voice just wouldn't
come out he smiled a cold cruel smile
and continued they disappear and no one
ever asks about them did you understand
that was the first warning after that
day he started imposing rules I couldn't
talk to anyone with without his approval
I couldn't leave without him or his
assistance knowing exactly where I was
even what I wore was controlled he said
I needed to look the part but I knew it
was a way of making me feel smaller as
if even my identity belonged to him the
situations only got worse one evening he
organized a small meeting in the same
Studio there were other people there but
they all seemed complicit like they knew
exactly what was going on and didn't
care Jay-Z called me into a separate
room and started talking about how I
should trust him
he placed a glass of wine in front of me
and said drink Jane you'll need this for
what comes next when I hesitated he
became serious don't you trust me he
asked with a tone of voice that brooked
no argument afraid I
obeyed at that moment I realized that my
will no longer mattered over the weeks
Jay-Z became increasingly cruel he had a
way of manipulating that was frightening
he never needed to scream he used words
like knives slowly cutting through my
resistance he would say things like you
know you'll never be anyone without me
right I am your entry ticket without me
you're just another talentless girl
trying to stand
out those words left a deep impression
on me because he knew exactly where to
touch me to make me doubt myself he
created an environment where I thought
there was no way out and that's what he
wanted to make me believe that I needed
him for everything even to exist one
time he made me watch as he disciplined
another girl who had also been taken
into that Circle he humiliated her in
front of everyone saying that she had
disobeyed one of his rules I will never
forget the look on her face it was the
look of someone who had already lost all
hope and Jay-Z looked at me afterwards
and said I hope you learn from this I
don't give Second
Chances it was at that moment that I
realized the true Terror of being under
his control Jay-Z not only abused the
power he had but he also made a point of
rushing any shred of dignity you still
had he wanted you to know that he was
the only one in control the only one who
could decide your future and so I found
myself trapped in a cycle of fear and
manipulation not knowing how to escape
but that wasn't the worst part there was
more much more and little by little I
will tell you everything he did to me
after weeks under Jay-Z's control I no
longer knew what Freedom was he had
become a constant presence in my life
directly or indirectly even when he
wasn't physically around his rules and
orders surrounded me like invisible bars
he had a cold calculated method of
making sure I never thought about
running away it all started with small
gestures that seemed innocent a driver
always picked me up and took me wherever
he wanted I wasn't allowed to use public
transportation or walk alone it's for
your safety he would say but I knew it
was another way of isolating myself one
of the cruestv
he always found a way to push away
anyone who tried to get
close one day I tried to talk to another
girl who also seemed to be under his
control we only spoke for a few minutes
before one of Jay-Z's assistants entered
the room and told us to shut up he later
confronted
me you're not here to make friends Jane
you are here to learn any distractions
will be
eliminated he said it with such a cold
tone that it made me shiver but
isolation wasn't enough for him Jay-Z
wanted in total control he started to
decide what I wore what I ate and even
what I said he would make comments about
my appearance saying I should look
presentable at all times one time he
looked at me and said you need to
understand that your image reflects mine
don't make me look
bad these moments were humiliating but
the hardest part was when he turned
everything into some kind of game he
liked to put me in situations where I
needed to prove my loyalty this usually
happened at private parties where he and
his friends watched me like I was a toy
one night he took me to the corner of
the room and said Jane today you're
going to show that you really deserve to
be here he then ordered me to accompany
a much older man saying he was an
important guest and that I should be
polite to him when I hesitated he leaned
in close and said quietly I won't do it
again do as I ask or you will never be
fui convidado para essas reuniões novamente
não sabia o que fazer minha mente estava em um
pânico, mas não vi saída se tentasse
recusar eu sabia que haveria
consequências que ele sempre fez isso muito
claro que estas não estavam apenas implícitas
ameaças eram promessas que minha vida
seria destruído se eu não seguisse
suas ordens ao longo do tempo esses momentos
tornou-se cada vez mais frequente que ele usasse
essas situações para me quebrar para me fazer
entenda que eu era apenas uma peça em
seu jogo e pior ele fez isso com um
sorriso no rosto como se estivesse se divertindo
Jay-Z não precisava levantar a voz ou
faça grandes gestos para me controlar, ele usou
palavras sutis, olhares e ações para manter
eu em um estado constante de medo que ele queria
eu saber que ele estava no comando que meu
a vida dependia de suas decisões o que
o que mais me assombrou foi o fato de que ninguém
ao redor parecia se importar com as pessoas nas festas
olhou mas nunca fez nada era como
se todos estivessem acostumados como se fosse
normal e isso só aumentou a
sentimento de desespero porque me fez
acredito que não havia ninguém que eu pudesse
pedir ajuda aos poucos fui começando a
percebi que a única maneira de sobreviver
era encontrar uma saída, mas como eu não tinha
dinheiro sem conexões e a maioria
importante eu não tive coragem Jay-Z teve
roubou tudo isso de mim ele tinha virado
eu em alguém que eu mal reconheci, mas
mesmo no meio daquele pesadelo um
uma pequena parte de mim ainda acreditava nisso
talvez só talvez houvesse uma saída eu
só precisava descobrir como encontrar
ela e por incrível que pareça eu
não consegui escapar
conforme os dias se transformavam em semanas Jay-Z
começou a testar os limites do seu controle
sobre mim cada palavra que ele dizia parecia carregada
com intenções ocultas como se fosse
parte de um jogo cruel onde só ele sabia
as regras uma vez que ele me ligou tarde da noite
tarde para uma reunião no estúdio I
pensei que seria sobre música
algo que me lembrasse por que eu
concordou em entrar neste mundo, mas quando eu
chegou ele estava sentado em um sofá de couro
com um copo de uísque na mão e
um sorriso que me fez
congela você sabe por que está aqui Jane
ele perguntou sua voz estava calma mas lá
havia algo ameaçador na maneira como ele
olhou para mim antes que eu pudesse responder ele
continuou Estou investido em você e gosto
qualquer investimento que eu espero um retorno você é
pronto para me mostrar que você vale a pena
tentei perguntar o que ele quis dizer, mas ele apenas
riu oh Jane você é tão inocente que é
até
engraçado ele colocou o copo de uísque em
a mesa e levantou-se caminhando lentamente
em direção a
deixe-me colocar de forma simples
faça o que eu digo ou tudo isso vai embora
é isso
fácil ele se aproximou tanto que eu
conseguia sentir o cheiro forte do álcool em seu
respiração você acha que pode simplesmente ir embora
você acha que pode recusar eu sei
tudo sobre você eu sei onde você está
viva eu sei sobre sua família não teste
minha paciência Jane você não vai gostar
resultado eu queria gritar eu queria
corra, mas algo dentro de mim estava congelado
era como se ele tivesse roubado minha capacidade de
reagir ele sabia disso e usou contra
eu depois daquela conversa que ele começou
fazendo
pede coisas que pareciam pequenas em
first but were clearly designed to test
how far I was willing to go he would
send me to get drinks for him and his
friends at parties always making sure I
heard the nasty comments they made he
asked me to smile and look happy even
when I was on the verge of breaking down
one day he took it even further during a
party at his mansion He told me to sit
next to one of the guests and keep him
company I knew what that meant my heart
started beating so fast that I thought I
was going to faint when I tried to
protest he just tilted his head and said
you don't want to disappoint me do you
the humiliation was unbearable but I did
as he said because in my mind I had no
choice he had built an invisible prison
around me one where every decision
seemed to lead down a dead end Jay-Z
didn't just use words to control me
he used fear manipulation and most of
all power he knew that as a teenager
alone in an unfamiliar world I had no
one to turn to and he made the most of
it but even at that moment deep in my
heart I knew I needed to find a way to
escape I just didn't know how not yet
but something told me that if I didn't
leave soon he would end up taking
everything that was left from me as time
went on it became clear that Jay-Z was
using using his mentor image as a tool
to keep me under control he knew exactly
how to present himself as a guide
someone who wanted to help but it was
all just a facade to manipulate and
subjugate after every party or gathering
he always found a way to remind me that
I was there because of him you're lucky
to be here Jane he'd say I see potential
in you something no one else sees but
potential alone is not enough you have
to be willing to do whatever it takes
those words were like a constant warning
either I followed what he wanted or he
would discard me with each conversation
he made me believe that without him I
would have no future and worse he made a
point of creating situations to
reinforce this point one time he called
me into the studio under the guise of
learning about the
industry when I arrived he was there
with a small group of people who seemed
as influential as he was he made me sit
next to him as he started talking about
business about how he had built his
Empire it was fascinating to listen to
but the tone of his voice was always the
same authoritative
domineering after a while he turned to
me and said Jane do you know what
everyone in this room has in common they
are loyal they understand that to get to
the top you have to follow the rules my
rules he then placed his hand on my
shoulder and continued I'm going to be
honest with you there are many people
who would like to be in your place lots
of so if you don't want it anymore just
tell me but know that if you leave no
one will help you and do you know why
because they know I control
everything that was his trick he never
needed to shout or directly threaten he
used innuendo an emotional manipulation
to make me believe I was trapped that he
was the only person who could give me a
future another time he took me to a
recording session with a famous artist
it was supposed to be an exciting time a
chance to learn from professionals but
it soon became clear that I wasn't there
to learn Jay-Z ignored me throughout the
session speaking only to the artist and
his producers when he finished he took
me aside and said do you see what
happened here today you will only Reach
This level if you learn to listen and
obey don't question just trust me that
was the first time I really understood
how much he liked to play with my mind
he made it seem like he was helping me
when in reality he was conditioning me
to accept whatever he demanded the worst
part was the way he used moments of
kindness to confuse me he praised me in
public made it seem like I was
special you have something other people
don't have Jane he would say but that
only matters if you know how to use it
these moments left me in a constant
state of confusion how could I hate
someone who sometimes seems to believe
in me but then he would be the same cold
calculating man again reminding me that
I was nothing without him it was a never
ending cycle of manipulation where every
little act of kindness was used as a
weapon to keep me under control he was a
master at creating dependency at making
you feel like you had no other option
than to stay and follow his rules I knew
I needed to leave but the question was
how how to escape from someone who
seemed to have the whole world on their
side the more time passed the more Jay-Z
made a point of demonstrating the
control he had over me my every move
felt supervised every decision filtered
by his rules it was like he was playing
God testing how far he could go before
breaking me completely one day he called
me to an urgent meeting at one of the
Mansions he used for parties I already
knew what this meant it wasn't a meeting
but another test to prove that I was
under his control when I arrived he was
sitting at the table with some of his
assistants but unlike the other times
there was also a group of men I had
never seen before he made me sit next to
him placing his hand on my shoulder as
if he was marking his territory Jane I
want you to meet some important people
these people have the power to change
your life or end it it all depends on
how you behave
today my throat dried up he didn't need
to say anything else the message was
clear during the meeting he ignored me
most of the time time but every moment
he looked in my direction as if checking
to see if I understood my place there
after the meeting he called me into a
smaller room he seemed calm but it was
the kind of calm that made my skin crawl
you did well today Jane he said walking
slowly around me but it's still not at
the level I need you know what that
means don't you I didn't know what to
answer he leaned in close to my face and
whispered it means you need to prove to
me that you're taken that she's willing
to do whatever it takes to stay here
these situations began to become more
frequent he made a point of creating
moments where I felt completely
vulnerable where every decision felt
like a dead end it was as if he took
pleasure in watching my
despair one night during a particularly
influential party he called me upstairs
when I arrived he was alone sitting in
an armchair with a glass in his hand he
asked me to close the
door Jane I'm running out of patience he
said bluntly I need to know if you're
willing to follow my rules or if I'm
going to have to find someone more
trustworthy I tried to argue to say I
was doing my best but he interrupted me
your best is not enough he said with a
tone of voice that seemed to cut through
the air do you want me to believe you so
show me that I can trust you now the way
he said it was calculated he didn't
shout he didn't make explicit threats he
simply put me in a position where the
only answer seemed to be to obey it was
a perverse game of domination where he
was the only winner
the scariest thing was how he managed to
involve other people in this cycle of
control on one occasion he asked one of
his assistance to take me to an event
saying it would be good for my career
when I arrived I realized that the event
was nothing like they had promised it
was another situation where I was
surrounded by people who seemed
complicit while Jay-Z watched from afar
like a director watching his own play
every day that passed I felt like I was
losing more of myself he was molding Me
In His Image taking away my ability to
decide to resist but even in that
Darkness a small part of me still wanted
to fight still wanted to escape I just
needed to find the right moment after
months of living under Jay-Z's control I
reached a point where I knew I couldn't
escape alone the manipulation and fear
had left me completely paralyzed but a
part of me still believed there was a
way out it was then that I made the most
difficult decision telling my family
everything until that moment I hadn't
said anything how could I for them the
idea of me having contact with someone
as powerful as Jay-Z was a source of
Pride they believed that I was
fulfilling a dream that I was being
Guided by one of the biggest names in
music but I knew that if I didn't speak
out things would only get worse one
night I sat down with my parents and
started telling them what was really
happening each word was like a weight
lifting off my chest but at the same
time the fear of how they would react
consumed me at first they were in shock
my my mother put her hand over her mouth
trying to hold back the tears my father
got up pacing back and forth unable to
believe what he was
hearing that can't be true Jane he's a
famous respected man my father said
almost trying to convince himself I held
his hands and looked into his eyes I'm
not lying he manipulates me controls me
and I can't take it anymore please you
need to believe
me it it was my mother who broke the
silence we're going to get out of here
we can't stay another day if he is all
that you say we are not
safe my father was still hesitant but
deep down he knew my mother was right
Jay-Z was too powerful even if we wanted
to go to the police who would believe a
teenager against someone like him we
knew he had connections everywhere that
he could easily debunk my story and make
our lives hell in less than a week we
packed everything we could carry and
left the city there were no goodbyes we
didn't tell anyone we simply disappear
as if we had never
existed in the first days in the new
city we lived in fear every knock on the
door every phone that rang made our
hearts race we had a feeling he would
find us that he wouldn't let this happen
cheaply my mother was always alert
looking out the window as if expecting
to see someone watching us my dad barely
slept worried about what he would do if
Jay-Z really came after us and me I
carried the guilt of having put my
family in this situation but I also felt
a small relief at finally being away
from that world we started a new life
but we never talked about what happened
it was like it was a dark secret that we
all agreed to bury we didn't trust
anyone even making friends felt
dangerous because deep down we always
feared that somehow Jay-Z would find out
where we were this fear followed us for
years he was always there like a shadow
that never disappeared every time I
heard his name on TV or saw one of his
songs playing I felt a knot in my
stomach I knew he was still out there
living his life without consequences
while we were the Exiles in hiding
trying to rebuild what he had
destroyed despite this being with my
family is what kept me strong they
believed in me when no one else would
and they helped me escape something that
could have destroyed my life forever but
even far away I knew I wasn't completely
free yet the fear of Jay-Z never left me
and the silence we maintained was both a
protection and a prison for many years I
lived in silence after my family and I
left everything behind our priority was
simply surviving starting over somewhere
else pretending none of this had
happened was the only way to move
forward but the fear never went away
every time I heard Jay-Z's name it was
like everything came back the memories
his looks the words he used to
manipulate me everything came flooding
back as if it had happened the day
before my mother said it was better to
leave the past in the past that no one
would believe me and that it was too
powerful to face and for a long time I
agreed with her it was easier to
convince myself that silence was a form
of protection but silence was also a
prison no matter how much we tried to
start over there was always a wait on us
I wondered what would have happened to
other girls who passed through his hands
did they manage to escape were they
still stuck in that cycle of abuse and
manipulation as the years passed I tried
to bury the memories and move on but the
truth is you never forget something like
that abuses like the ones I suffered
leave deep marks invisible to the world
but impossible to ignore for those who
carry them it was only recently when I
saw other victims coming forward that
algo dentro de mim mudou eu percebi
que eu não estava sozinho que havia
pessoas que finalmente estavam encontrando o
coragem de falar eles me inspiraram a
faça o mesmo mesmo que o medo seja
ainda lá me lembrando do que poderia
acontece hoje resolvi contar minha história
porque eu sei que só o silêncio
beneficia aqueles que abusam do poder ainda estou
com medo, claro, medo de não ser
acreditava no medo de reviver tudo
que aconteceu medo do que ele ou o
as pessoas ao redor dele podem fazer, mas eu também
saiba que minha história pode ajudar outras pessoas a encontrar
a voz deles relatando algo como
isso não é fácil é como abrir um
ferida que nunca cicatrizou completamente, mas
ao mesmo tempo que é libertador é um
oportunidade de retomar parte do controle
ele roubou de mim há tantos anos eu
quero outras pessoas que passaram por isso
o que eu passei para saber que eles
não estão sozinhos, não importa o quão
alguém poderoso pode parecer a verdade
sempre tem valor e agora depois de tanto tempo
vivendo com medo finalmente sinto que estou
pronto para enfrentar o passado não para ficar
vingança mas para ter certeza do que acontecerá
aconteceu comigo não acontece com mais ninguém
caso contrário, Jay-Z poderia ter usado seu poder para
silencie-me mas hoje minha voz é
mais forte do que qualquer controle que ele já teve
exercido e eu vou continuar falando não
não importa o que
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