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I registered for classes and classes started out good.
As usual I checked out max HUGE books and carried most with me and left a few at my Grandmas/moms.

One day I was running late for a speech test.

I ran out of my moms house.
Called my Grandma for a ride.
No ride available.

I’m running out the gate as a guy from my old HS walks in with car keys and his car right in front of the gate.

So I said
“Hey Dylan, can you give me a ride to school? It’s not far. I’m in a hurry.”

He flipped around and opened the car and raced me to school.

As I got out to get to class he said
“You didn’t have a ride to school so I know you need a ride from school.”

“That’s ok. I have a good time walking home with my cousin. I was just in a hurry and needed the ride right now.” I said running off.

It was the only speech I aced.

I got out of class with my cousin and he was there waiting for me.

“I’ll give a ride to you and your cousin.” He said.

Here’s some back story of that cousin and her brother cause it’s all important to the mason/illuminati stuff happening now.

We will call the Girl Ar and the boy Mikey.

So those cousins are the children of the brother of the rapist uncle.

I never really talked to those cousins.
Ar was born after my Sister and Mikey is older than I & I am older than my Sister.

So it’s Mikey that’s oldest, then me, then my sister then Ar.

Mikeys always been known as the family fuck up.
Involved in gangs etc.

I was known as the scary dark one in the family.
I wore all black.

The 1st time I put on makeup and dressed up I had bleached my skin so white I couldn’t touch the sun and painted a black mask on me. I had on a corset, black skirt, fishnets, and black wings.
& I talked about being a Shaman after a dream I had.
So that was weird to everyone.

When I spoke up about the family pedos and dressed up as I did I was blacklisted from the family.

Ar was kept inside and safe by her Mom and Mikey joined the army like his older brother.
He was so afraid he got super drunk the night before he left.
I actually hung out with him that night.
He happened to be at my aunt’s house where I was.

So years later I’m working and going to school at SBVC and my cousin says he needs help BAD online. So I ask him what’s up. He calls me.

Tells me he was discharged from the army and he had his wife and baby and his wife’s dad moved in with him and he found out the Dad was filming him and his wife have sex without their knowledge and he checked her dads online history and it was a bunch of father daughter porn and looking up girls with his daughters name.n Mikey also set up audio in his daughters room where it sounded like he was sexually abusing her and despite all his girl was siding with her dad and he said he had to go but he couldn’t ask his mom and dad to come back so he wanted my help.

I happened to be getting close to his sister Ar.
We started off meeting up in school. Then going out to eat together and then hanging out and taking classes together. It became our thing to take the bus and walk a bit together and do photography. Then stop by my moms/grandmas/her place.

So I told Mikey I would talk to His Sister, My Grandma and his Parents.
& I will help him get into college and get a job etc.

So he came down from Colorado to San Bernardino to stay with his mom, dad and sister.

He ended up showing up with his wife as well and her Cats staying in the living room

I enrolled my cousin into college and helped them however I could.
I started smoking cannabis a bit after they came, not because of them.

I was actually against cannabis strongly up till then.

Since I was very new to cannabis though I paid my cousin to get it for me and paid him $20 to roll it for me.

*READ CANNABIS *

It would turn out my cousin and Dylan were part of the same gang.

In a conversation with Dylan I had told him about a group I was a part of called Philosophers United. It was a group of us at Valley College and we would have lunch together, go on trips together & I helped them in Marketing.

My plan was to create a marketing team.

At the time it was still very hard for me to talk to people.
I was great in business but lacked in personal.

All the work I did I was anxious to teach others so they can help and we can all grow.

I mentioned it to Dylan and he was interested in joining.
He said he has made so much money in sales and he said he wanted to join the team.

So I let him. He tried to hang out with us but he just worked to make sure no one would be around me. He was violent and mean to everyone.
He destroyed my college library books and beat me till covered in bruises.
He dragged me out of my jobs violently.

At Vegan Fresh in Loma Linda Dylan went on a rampage yelling and threatening everyone, throwing things around, being physically abusive.

Dylan took all my things and locked it in his car.
He ruined my chances in college and ruined my jobs.

“Don’t worry, I have the last job you’ll ever need. The job EVERYONE WANTS.” -Dylan said.

He took me to the Masonic Lodge in San Bernardino.
There was an event going on.


He introduced me to head mason Amos Wallace saying I do Marketing and such.
The Head mason Amos Wallace then gave us date time to meet him & talk.

Then Dylan pulled out his phone and showed me Amos on his phone and said
“This guys a pedo so you better let me do the talking. But this is the job EVERYONE wants.
This is it.”

I had heard the term mason before but as something some people “made up” about a secret society that built everything and controlled everything. I have seen the da vinci code and heard of hidden signs but I really didn’t think much of it at all. Other than “I’ll look out for some of their symbols.” Mainly the G compass. Which I did notice on the ground and in many places like the library, court, etc.

So when I saw it at the lodge I still didn’t think anything.

At the meeting

“Work for me for a year for free, then you never have to worry again. I made MANY people. I made Pasquale of Insomniac, I made RedBull, I made etc (I honestly do not remember all the names he went on to say he gives cars to his people and gets them their houses.) Whatever you want. Whatever you want to do I can make it happen.”

Amos said 

*SEE CANNABIS CORRUPTION*

Every Day at the lodge a different event.
The Lodge rented out to a Cannabis Club called Black List.
Black List was so popular The Lodge decided to do their own day called Mad Sesh after Mad House which is what the Elks Masonic Lodge is called during Rave Events.

So Mad Sesh was then given to Dylan and I to run for Amos and Elks event.

The event quickly got BIG.
I was the one typing out messages for dylan to copy/paste
I let him do the talking like he was the one doing most because I was not interested.
I realized he was quite bad at it so I had to always be by him and write everything down and tell him what to say etc.
Dylan was then named the face of Mad Sesh
But I was the one designing Mad Sesh

I created the theme and took control on flyers themes etc
Dylan just wanted porn stars there
The porn stars were paid to be there but I was not.

The event paid for security & music. The rest went to the lodge.
As in some bill paying but to the Head Elks Only.

I was cleaning, marketing, photography. Management, booking etc.

But as usual the beatings would continue.
I would try to stay at my mom and grandma’s as often as I could but my mom would lock the doors because she was with her pedophile boyfriend(s) & my Grandma’s House would be too full so no room for me.

The events were 24/7 really anyways.
So we stayed at the lodge.

Dylan also got an offer to work with a company called EV
It’s sales in the San Diego area.
So Dylan had me going door to door gathering info of people and Dylan did the appointments.

Cause I really did not want to do it, Dylan just made me.
Him and that guy would just drop me off places in san diego and i have no clue where I am and they said I had to have a certain amount of peoples phone #s.

It was often very bad weather and I slept outside in San Diego Dylan had a boys home he stayed at so I got sick with pneumonia.

There were random incidents I did not understand at the time.
Such as why Dylan always had some big scary guys looking to hurt him unless he gave them SO MUCH MONEY.

I would try and get jobs at the time such as at subways and I would get the jobs and Dylan would take all the money and continuously ruin my jobs.

*SEE X RATED UNDERGROUND SAN BERNARDINO*

So fast forward.
Another Summary :
A year had passed and Mad Sesh was HUGE

There was a steady amount of vendors and people.

We were clocking in the thousands of customers daily.
50+ booths at $250+
Yet no pay for me.
I thought no pay for Dylan too but no he was just hiding the money to take from Amos and I.
Cause I was working at San Manuel Casino for a limited time due to Dylan beating, stalking me and stealing all my money.
Dylan cost A LOT.
He was always getting into trouble destroying and stealing peoples things, breaking phones, burning out tires regularly.
He was the getaway driver for major thefts all around etc.
He raced people all around even in front of cops and got away with it.
He called it his
‘’White power”

There’s a lot I can add but I am trying to just summarize.
Be sure to read ** for more details

But quick summary
I am trying to get away from dylan and he’s talking the worst crap about amos saying he will never pay us so we need to take the event somewhere else.

I am the one who does all the media for Mad Sesh so I have the accounts and only one with passwords. Dylan would break his and my phone so he could use my phone and such so I did not know all what he was doing on my phone or the accounts.

I did not find out till years later that dylan had sabotaged Vegan Fresh’s Online Profiles.

At this point being so beat up I could not go to work at San Manuel and only way to get any money was now to donate plasma which I would have to cover my bruises in order to donate and is not healthy to do at all especially under weight.

So it’s safe to say I was physically VERY WEAK.

The elks lodge IG page had gotten a message from the roll up show in los angeles.

It’s crazy because even though evil things happened I was always so positive in a way even though I am dark. I used to always want to see the good in people.
More and more though as everythings unveiled I have been forced to really really REALLY see how evil people can be.

I had hoped my ex would realize and just co parent respectfully with me. Instead when I left him with everything he bleached my clothes, ruined my classes, lied and slandered about me to our Daughter and everyone he could all while messaging me disgustingly etc and plotting with my mom to keep my Daughter away from me. Not telling anyone about what he had done.

Because of the way my mom is, I never ever wanted to talk bad about him in hopes he would see that I was not bad and he would be thankful etc.

I actually have barely started talking about it all more openly because my Little Sister & Daughter are older now. Still Babies in my eyes but with all they have gone through and are going through it was time to tell them a bit more.
It was hard for me to bring up to them in person. I was surprised when they said it first.

“My dad is such a bitch.” My Daughter said.

“Yeah he is.” My little Sister said.

“Jeff’s a bitch?” – I asked.
“Yeah he was afraid of a fly.” – My Daughter said.

“& he uses big words to pretend he’s smart.” They both were saying.

“Well you both are right ! Because no one can consider themselves good or a man by grooming and having sex with an underage girl and marry her a few days after she turned 18 and had her work to pay for everything including his video game addiction and force him to go to college and have to walk him to and from college otherwise he would cry and wouldn’t go and then I was the one to change every diaper, potty train, clean the house , walk to and from work, etc then beat me and bleach my clothes etc when I left even though I left him and paid his way awhile. Then sided with my mom and moved in with her and still beat me and refuse to sign divorce papers and literally just be a disgusting person overall and try to get with both my sisters including my underage Sister.” – I said pretty much.

I was surprised when my Daughter had said she asked jeff if he is a ped0
& he said
“Yes”

It’s hard for me to talk about but I would wake up feeling weird sometimes with him and even so tired couldn’t move but felt someone touching me.

I realize now it was him.
I would find clothes of mine with sexual fluids on them hidden around.
I was so shocked and upset when I found them but at the time I had never yelled, only asked him about it and he said it was an accident.
I should have known but I am quite ignorant to sex.

The pedos in my family: My mom, uncles etc all watch a lot of porn and would leave it on.

The pedo would leave porn magazines around and play it on tv.

I realize now thinking back that soooo many Children were watching porn.
In elementary school there were Children talking about porn.
In Jr High and in High School Children all mentioned watching porn.

I recall one Girl saying “Everyone watches porn”

That comment made me really wonder if my mom was right about how everyone does it and I am just abnormal for not wanting it.

That was at the beginning of the school year, last year of Highschool.
Towards the middle of the year the same girl came to class and said.
“I had sex I think.”

She said smiling with her voice shaking.
She went on to say how her boyfriend would have sex with her whenever he wanted.
All of us Girls were confused about it.
We didn’t say anything else about it.

It reminded me of when I was in Jr High and there were a couple of witches that hung around me and I, them because we were the only ones in the prissy school who wore black.

The witch girls often talked about all the guys they had sex with and I even walked in on one of the girls kissing our Science teacher.

& The Girls would tell me they can not wait till I have  sex like them and they and their boyfriends would hand me a cigarette and say :

“Here. You need this.” 

Which I never smoked, drank , took any pills or “medicines” , no meat , preservatives or anything.

So even though sexual abuse/porn was so present I was very unknowing of it.
I closed my eyes and disassociated whenever anything sexual would pop up or happen.
My middle sister and I grew up together.
Which we were together but not really but yes.

An example of our relationship would be :
My Sister & I family home was SO BEAUTIFUL.
It was not too large, not too small.
Just right.
3 bedroom 2 bath, big garage, large backyard with HUGE TREE covering the backyard.

There was a fence surrounding the house COVERED WITH GRAPES ALL AROUND even climbing up the sides of the house. Every color grape you would ever see. Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, Purple, Black, Gold etc. It had the most beautiful Rose bushes in the whole neighborhood.
Two giant palm trees, two asian flower trees with color changing flowers. Pink/White, Purple/blue and the flowers would fly in the wind and all across the lawn. There was also climbing flowers all along the gates with grapes so it was flowers and grapes all along the gate. Then two Christmas trees at the House entrance. The House looked like a Vintage yet modern FairyBook Cottage.

Apparently we had gotten the house at a good price because the previous owners, Two Elderly Couples, had all died together there just recently.

I was the one who chose the house standing under the BIG shady tree.

My Sister and I’s room were connected by a closet.
When we first moved there my Sister and I would hang out in the closet and read together and laugh together. We even got a phone connected by a line for us to call each other and talk.

But as our mom began moving forward with her plans.
Things changed.

Though things are bad because my mom is a pedo who brings other pedos around and I can’t eat or drink anything that comes from her so I starve unless we go out to eat.
We did go out to eat as a norm when our mom and dad were together.

We went to Universal Studios 1 or 2 times during weekdays and spent Friday all day at the movies. Did Knotts on weekends and went all around.

Our Dad LOVED to take us out.
I feel like our mom got into it only because of our Dad.

Just as I feel my Dad was so into porn at the time because of my mom.

He would spend nights in the garage playing video games and watching porn in the garage.

Sometimes growing up the porn would be left on. My mom would blame it on our dad but I am pretty sure it was her. Cause she would leave her music and tv on as well even after they split up.

My Sister and I acted more in fear of it. We would scream and I would feel horrible and weird. I wanted to destroy them and so we would not have to deal with it.

One time I got mad and took the dvd and threw it because it was left in the dvd player.

I think it landed in some corner in my room which my room was SUPER CLEAN but of course as things were going to get worse and I would be home less and less so one time while I was not home which I would be gone walking in the mountains, hanging out with the horses mainly my grandma found the dvd in my room and said it was mine which of course my mom was saying yes it’s mine when it was hers. She was probably mad it was lost and yet happy to blame me a middle school girl so she can feel good about calling me a bitch slut who needs to keep her mouth shut and like it all my life for speaking against the pedophilia.

My mom decided it was time to give the house a “renovation.”

So she hired some of her daycare kids dad to do the renovations.

He was there all day with our mom.

The large tree was gone, the christmas trees, the rose bushes, the flowers and grapes all gone.

The left one stump of all the grapevines and it refused to grow back.

When our dad found our mom with the daycare kids dad he was clearly in shock.
I walked in after but could see the shock on his face.

“I’ll forgive you. But don’t do it again.” Our Father said.
“No.” His wife said.
“Then go do what you’re gonna do and leave me with the Kids cause they don’t need to be around this. When you’re ready to come back I will be here.” – He said.

Things got worse from there.

After that happened no more trips out as a family.
They tried and it only ended in arguments and one kid going with one parent somewhere and the other kid going with the other parent.

If Mom had you she would try to buy you and talk horrible about our Dad saying he stole the family’s money and it was his pedo friends and him that wanted us to be watched by our pedo uncle when she wanted us at out grandmas and he would not let us.

So that’s why I thought maybe our Dad did know about it.

She even said our dad was with one of his friends’ girlfriends behind their back but later on I found out my mom was actually with that friend of our dad who is a pedo.

Then of course the list goes on.

Well as things got worse my Sister was often locked away in her room with her Dog too afraid to come out respectfully.

I just chose to leave and sleep at the park rather than that haunted house.

Yes, Haunted.

The door to our parents room would open and slam shut on its own. The tv would turn to static. Our mom had daycare Children who were elementary age staying overnight. All of them screamed through the night of all that they saw and refused to come back.

Even Girls who went to school with me and stayed over saw the dark spirits in that home.

So then the phone between my Sister and I’s room had to be gone due to fear of what might call through it.
All our things were disappearing anyway.
*READ MISSING HORSES*
The closet had to be covered never to be used again.

Soon everything was gone & we lost the house as our parents split.

I will work on writing out more in depth on all this but since I am trying to get to the NOW and masons/illuminati I will give a summary to catch us up.

Back to the point when I left my ex and left him with everything.
Our Daughter was in head start by the apartment.

I had moved in between my Grandmas and moms because often my grandma’s house is so full there would be nowhere for me to sleep.

I would take our Daughter to School and expect him to pick her up. Then take her and then I pick her up. But he was having problems with it so I decided it must be hard for a Child to go through their parents’ break up so I decided to keep her at my Grandma’s house.

There was a bit of time my ex and I didn’t talk really. I just would pay the rent to the office and maybe leave some money in the mailbox for him and go.

Then I tried talking with him. Offering to meet with him in public places to hang out with all of us for our Daughter. He would just want to be inappropriate and argue as I would say no to sexually inappropriate behavior towards me.

So we stopped talking again for a while.

My classes that semester in college were ruined. I had a chance next semester to fix it.