Two female one male all born in succession in the early 1970's, the last born in the first months of 1973. The male infant I often left outside the convenience store while I went in to play the popular pull card gambling thing similar to the one armed bandit before the lotto and scratch and win became the thing to do. While inside some one once took my son home to make their own, I guess they thought I did not deserve him if I was so careless time and again. My youngest daughter as the result would develop a foiba for leaving her kids in any case at all.

I can not say what his reasons were but around about 1980 my husband would take to satisfy himself with the girls for the next seven years and, by some amazing stretch of the imagination when he was revealed by the community everybody would believe that even though they figured it out from outside of the household, I had no idea this was going on the entire time, how could they really? Never the less only my maker will handle the facts until when the truth shall be determined fully and completely, for my youngest (and on down the line) who as many in such a predicament suffer a boarder line personality disorder and must forcibly wake from the delusion to save the future of the many now in peril from the tragic denial.


I will go on to destroy entire families for my own selfish motives, things so petty as a rug found at the end of a driveway which went to my infant grandson's bedroom when born in 2012 rather than to my graudy dwelling that people dare not take their shoes off in.


As a master manipulator, I will wield 40 people mostly family to accomplish this dastardly deed while on my death bed as a means to thank those whom cared for me for the final years of life. Deceit is my primary language and no one knows the real me because I am so good at it, yet!

While on my death bed my next trick will be to guilt my youngest into promising to care for my husband living a 1.5 hour drive away. They intern will proceed to con her into abandoning her husband and two children most every nice day she has off ruining a third summer in a row for them. She will pay for the many many hundreds of dollars the family does not have to waist for fuel to not only trip back and forth but also the 3 hour round trip to move household contents,single van loads at a time, of the husband, the old man's 50 plus year old daughter and like friend and too his daughters 37 year old drug head to a different town. That amounts to at least 9 hours on the road in addition to working an already sick person who is barely keeping out of the hospital due to her personal grave ailments. Again it is hoped to destroy this family for my selfish pleasures.

I have no comprehension of the great beyond and do not believe in the powers that be but have pretended to be a god fearing person in order to haunt the one whom I possess. Therefore in brainwashing the haunted into thinking her husband does not contribute as a stay at home dad, as a handy man, a seasonal heavy equipment operator, scavenger / miser extraordinaire, will detour from the financial hole I deliberately dug for them and, she will hold what I have prepared over his head infinitely. She will continue to dig this hole at the emotional expense of him.

The mayhem continues as I haunt and possess my daughter. She regularly digresses to lash out at her husband and children, hence obtaining a guilty conscience for her absence from the children to which she spoils not only with gift but with a wanton display of zero discipline. The lack of discipline compounds their cravings for attention the result of not knowing or being able to find any semblance of boundaries. In turn she refuses to allow their father to form said boundaries or disciplines but for very small bouts of reality. The school surly comprehends the behaviour to be a result of poor parental priorities, however doubtfully they will peg me and my daughter as the root but will point fingers at the father as per the norm in our society. The father shall remain powerless while these gifted children get more and more messed up with each passing day, not that I would ever give a care the same as with my own kids. My daughter continues to literally kill herself to crawl out of the financial hole she refuses to acknowledge I made for them and blames her husband infinitely for not earning the 100k her former husband spread around to us before his demise, genius manipulation if I don't say so myself.

The example I have set for my daughter is not one of living within a persons means, I have taught her to spend without regard for a budget, guilted her to feel she must give more than she has to any and all around her. This is perfect by my standard because it will serve to separate her from her logical realistic husband whom does not subscribe to spending that which is not available so as to give the credit institution their every gain, which is the children's future out the window and blame is on the husband in the make belief world I created.