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That's the whole problem there is no evidence that can be spoken or shown by anyone but me. Every witness to this event has been visited by an evil
presence from the other side and forced to silence.. It is gonna be a matter of faith. collinscable.net...
I am pretty sure this will be deleted.
Anyway i am named after the owner. My first memory is my mom and grandma dropping me off at his house. I was conceived to save his life because in 75
he took his first life. It was his childhood friend and he caught him with his wife and shot him. The friends family took them hostage with hopes that
a child would come from it. A friend of his came to where he was being held and made a deal to get him a child.(that's me).
The woman started stuffing her clothes to make herself look pregnant and once they family was convinced that a child would come from this they
released them. I believe i spent my first couple years with them. I don't know how i ended up back with my real mom for a while but i think i was
raped. Anyhow were back to me being droped off when i was 4 or 5. I remember it was my choice to stay.
Now here is the crazy part. One night i was thrown into a fire and was killed and as i was passing i remember hearing the gun shot and seeing him fall
beside the fire. The next thing i remember is being brought back to life by a black man named Moses Harris. He explained that he was given the power
to ring me back but in order to do so he had to heal both of us.
The only proof to this would be the blood trail this man has made through his life. Back in the late eighties a woman named diann bailey was murdered
by her son she was my step aunt and lived next door. I have come to realize that he was the head of their cult. A few years ago that company lost
their secretary and her family. It was written off as family violence but it is clear to me now that they were silenced.
This man has molested his entire family except for me because he was ordered to do no harm to me but that does not mean he did not get other people to
try to get rid of me. I was saved from drowning in a river and i remember him giving me a goodbye wave as i floated down the river when i was 6. When
i was 13 he hired someone to inject me with blood from an aids patient. I tested positive in 1990 and in 1993 i tested negative. Since the records
have been removed from the micro film at the hosp.
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