William Van Aartsen aka Liam Callum Maguire public information Personal Blog

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William Van Aartsen’s (aka: Liam Callum Maguire, et al)

Fake Story to get people to believe in him:

My Pride Story which got me a scholarship and shaped my life story is here.  It’s a bit lengthy.

When I was 16, I came out.  Immediately after I did that, I was yelled at by my mother and was physically assaulted by my stepfather.  Not only that, my stepfather trashed my room and put me on a plane the next day to live with my father, 3,000 miles away.  When I got there, I came out to him.  He did pretty much the same thing.  One thing was different though.

My father woke up the next morning and told me everything was ok and I was who I was.  Little to my surprise, that wasn’t the case.  Later in the evening, my father said we were going for ice cream.  We drove for what felt like forever.  I knew something wasn’t right.  We pulled up to a field in the middle of nowhere and my father told me to get out and never come back.  I was told I was a worthless piece of trash and I was being dumped on the side of the road as such.

My parents were very radical with religion and they had me programmed to think that they were boss.  I felt like I couldn’t do anything about the situation.  So, I continued on.  I hitchhiked back to the city and I rode the train around the city all night thinking of a plan.  Then, I had a job at the end of the first day.  By the end of the week, I had 3 jobs.  This was just the start of the story.

A month later I had to go back to school.  I couldn’t go back to school unless I forged my parents' signature and I did that.  A couple years later, I graduated.  I felt accomplished.  I was going places.