reply to post by GENERAL EYES
Hi, i'm Velanica Ellis
Most people know me as Loni. This is gonna be a long winded tale so i hope u have ur reading glasses on.
I'm not sure when this all started for me, but somewhere deep inside i know it's been atleast 7+ years. I used to be head strong a bit overwhelming,
loud and obnoxious, but when the day was done u we're Proud to call me friend. My brother was murdered 2-2-06 ( our baby brother's 19th B-day) but
died on 2-3-06. I was using drugs aready....crack cocaine to be more specific.......I KNOW, I KNOW, UR JUST PARANOID IS THE COMMON REPLY. It wasn't a
daily habit just something i used for no particular reason one day even though i spent my whole life hating/loathing, in complete disgust of the
#!!!!! ( I wouldn't even DRINK M/D 20/20 cause sum1 said it was liquid crack.) Well one day i woke up and decided to visit my addict uncle Sam, and
instead of cussing him for his drug use like normal when "Funny' smell bombarded me I asked him to let me try it. I am glad to know he cared cause
he had a Fit like no other, he was outraged at my curiousty and told me to get out of his home. Anyway i saew his girlfriend also a smoker named
Trish-ann and i asked her to let me try....she took me somewhere and thats how i got my 1st buzz......it was about 1 month b4 i tried it again and it
stayed that way for a year this was 2004-2005. All of a sudden it seemed to get worse like i needed it all the time.......i swear i felt like i was
being PUSHED to do it, my mind was in completed oppisite of what my body was doing but i couldn't help it. From 05-06 i got really aggrivated with my
increased use and decided to call it quits. Mostly because after the ADDICTION part kicked in I had decided to be smarter than the average crack-whore
and DATE the drug dealer....endless supply and girlfriend w/ benefits included. I'm pretty sexy or was even on drugs i took vitamins to keep me
healthy and such. (Velanica Ellis on Facebook.com African american and Dominican).
THIS IS WHERE # GETS WEIRD AS HELL!!!!
i wasn't the kinda person who "GEEKED" as it is refered to, that searching the floor and looking out windows crap, yeah not me, but i did laugh at
the expense of others who did."geek out"...... for shame i know, crack heads do funny #.
the "dope-boy (slang/ebonics) used to say/do stuff that my college educated crack-head mind would seem to OVER-analyse when i was high. S i did what
any smart person would do, i tried to figure crap out.i used to hear things through walls as if some1 talking to me or WANTED me to OVER-hear their
conversations or voices that I seemed to know/recognize/understand... AT 1ST I IGNORED IT SOME-WHAT BUT THEN I NOTICED IT ONLY HAPPENED WHEN HE LEFT
OR WAS ALREADY IN A MOCKING MOOD W/ THAT UR JUST PARANOID ATTITUDE. i.e. i would be a private eye-ish and asked who we're u talking to upstairs and
he would say he wasn't up there or who do i know up-stairs yada yada yada and then i would say something back and he would make a weird remark like
what makes u think that it's not like who-ever??? screamed my name or whatever and it was funny because at the time it was sum1 screaming his name
durung sex or he'd say it and OUTSIDE our door sum1 would say blah/ blah/ blah which was the same thing we were talking about DIDN'T happen. there
were times when u'd here the person he wasn't whatevering with yell his name clear as day and say sumth'n like i hope Loni doesn't bore u to sleep
cause ur supposed to take me home in an hour, which in an hour he would get a delivery call that had to be dealt with asap. or he would go visit his
kids which was 30+ miles away and the car would be cold as ice when i toched the hood, in spring/summer FLORIDA, USA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i
thought cars should be hot after driving 60+ miles in 1hr. anyway my paranoia got worse i started listening and looking out window and doors as soon
as he would leave.........i'd hear people calling his name J.C. this way or she's right by the door, or his nickname ..........................
"Pops" ur girl is THINKING of running this way????????????????????????????????????.................................wtf it's only a thought, BUT HOW
WOULD U KNOW THAT????????????????????????????????. I haven't had a quiet thought or moment since i met him, it seems that my life has gotten worse
and worse day by day from a hard working over educated know it all to some useless crack-head felon.......i swear....... after i started indulging and
putting more effort into the VOICES they got worse. one day i realized things that happened when i left after him, a horn honked four times or
whatever or when i swore i could hear he someone would scream cease in the distance that u could also her up close sort of. a room where i could hear
him clear as day would go silent when i approached, music, talking, laughter.....TBC.......