Part 1

Intro :

I have been labor trafficked since 2015
by current mason/illuminati traffickers.

In order to understand how this has happened
You have to understand a bit of backstory which I will try to quickly summarize.

I did a podcast with Sacred Lovisa where I talk about it in more depth.

LINK HERE

Native born to a family with pedophiles protected.
I spoke against the pedophilia only to be hurt and put down for speaking.

I spoke about the pedophilia which at the time starting saying it
I was under a year old and I did not know it was called pedophilia.
I had just said
“I don’t like what happens. It hurts. Make it stop.”
To which my mom and her family would say
“It’s  normal . You’re just a bitch for complaining.”

I was made to feel horrible when talking about it.
I would run away and hide so it would not happen to me.
I have a younger sister and because I ran away
my pedo uncle armando would grab her instead.

One time I remember when we were left with him.
I was a year old.
My sister was a few months old.
She was on the bed. I was sitting beside her.
He grabbed my leg and tried to pull me under him.
I bit him and scratched and ran out the room. I hid behind a wall.
I heard him laughing.
I looked around the wall and seen him holding my baby sister smiling
the same smile as when he abused me as a newborn.
Smiling as he sexually abuses Babies.

Because of me running away and hiding to get away.
They realized they had to put the children to sleep.
So from then on that’s what they would do. My mom is the one who gives the children what is needed to fall asleep then comes the pedos or she would take the Child(ren) to the pedophiles.

My mom would blame the sexual abuse on my dad. She said it was our Dad inviting the pedo uncle over and suggesting we be babysat by him.

My Dad faced harsh criticism from my moms side of the family because my moms family is rich/poor and the rich are cruel, loving to show off
& will kill/do whatever it takes to get more.
I learn that more and more.
As my grandpa Larry killed my great grandma Emma for Her money etc.

My mom never allowed me to learn to drive and had taken away my Native papers as punishment for speaking about the pedophiles.

Our mother took myself & Sister away from our Father
after he found Her with some of the Daycare Children’s Father.
His first clue should have been when he went to get the mail and saw her extra bank accounts and that she had upped the life insurance on his and my life.
But she had said it was nothing & he believed her.
When he found her with the daycare Children’s father.
He was so shocked he didn’t make the connections.
It didn’t stop with the daycare Children’s father.
It was revealed she was also with the neighbors brother
& then their neighbor and my teachers husband and the list goes on.
Mom ended up getting pregnant and wanted to get rid of him before he found out.
She was poisoning his food/drink etc.
He’s lucky he is alive.
She actually told me she had him killed when I was 14. I believed her.
What she did was she told him he couldn’t talk to us and collected child support from him.
This is after of course she sold all our families possessions etc which was worth quite a bit.
As well as selling Children to pedos etc.
She was collecting all that money and I was left with nothing to eat/drink or any clothes, shoes, school supplies etc. Also, dealing with all my moms pedo boyfriends.
I was determined to leave my mom as soon as possible
This unfortunately led me to being groomed by a super senior when I first started High School.
I was sexually abused underage thinking it was normal.
I became pregnant at 17 years old.
I thought GOD just wanted a female to be with who got her pregnant
So I got married to him.
It was very hard.
We stayed with my mom till the Baby was born then one day my moms pedo boyfriend Manuel was going crazy on my two Sisters.
I stuck up for my Sister’s.
So he made my mom choose between him and me.
She chose him.

I was beginning to be used to leaving everything I owned behind.
I grabbed as much of the Baby’s things as I could & put it on the Baby stroller
& walked with the Baby in San Bernardino.

Skipping up to finally getting an apartment.

My husband at the time refused to get a job or work. We got an apartment because I had my grandpa write a letter saying I take care of my Great Grandma. That with welfare was enough to get an apartment.

I got a job as Head of a Resource Center at another apartment complex.
I would work there Mon -Fri and take care of my Great Grandma Fri-Sun.
I would keep my Baby with me at all times.

Because my husband refused to work I made him go to college.
Other than that he is just a video game addict.

At the resource center I had over 50+ Children there at all times all hungry/thirsty.
Because I was there all day mon- fri and stayed as long as I had to/could I would use our food stamps for the Children at the center.

I filled up the water tanks for the Children to drink daily.
I would have to drag/carry the water jugs about ⅔ blocks.

Then I would walk with the Children to get snacks for them, food for me to cook for them and sometimes pizza.

I paid rent which was more than welfare. Paid utilities, college for my husband,  his video game addiction, Baby’s needs, the Children at the Resource center and that’s all there was. At the time I would not wear makeup, would keep my hair cut short and only worse clothes given to me.

*READ SUPERHERO ORIGIN STORY*

After the Resource center I worked at Subway

*READ SUBWAY SERIES*

Then after Subway I worked at San Bernardino Valley College.

This was due to an incident

* READ SUBWAY SERIES PART 2*

When joining SBVC for school I also started working there in marketing.

As I was doing well my husband began to get upset and poured bleach on my clothes which as I said I only had what was given to me.
Didn’t care so much about the clothes other than some IAMX shirts I had gotten from my Sister that meant a lot to me.

Then he began to hit me.

I had found my dad a little bit before starting at valley college.
So around 22.
It was an emotional reunion.
I found his moms phone # and called her thinking my Dad is dead.
She surprised me saying he is alive.
She gave me his #. I left a message and when he called back we were in tears and on the phone for hours. He was hurt to hear all that had happened that he did not know about while he was around and all that happened while his ex kept him away.

We pieced things together about what had happened. He did not know my Sister and I were sexually abused growing up and that our mom had blamed it on him.
He did not know who  my mom was sleeping with.
He did not know why he would find empty bottles of sleeping medicine in the daycare van and the children were knocked out after being driven around to pedophiles.
He did not know it was not normal for a sheriff to “interview” his wife in the room for hours and it did not matter what evil my mom did, they only threatened to arrest him.

His wife had a minor steal his car, she took all the food out the house and turned off the water when he finally got custody of us and she called cps on him so we would be taken away and given to her.

He didn’t know she told me she had him killed which of course I believed because I knew she was poisoning him.

In all the time away he told me he remembered when I was a little girl and he had asked me why I refused to eat her food.

“ It’s nasty. She puts nasty stuff like this.”

I said imitating pills being put in food.

He didn’t realize till he left our mom because she had told him once
“You should be dead already.” She said very upset.

(which rn my mom is looking to kill her current husband as well)

Due to all this I had been through seeing my dad having been done so wrong by my mom.

She blamed all her evil on him, tried to kill him by poisoning him and who knows how else,  she set him up, lied to him and to others about him, and refused to admit it.
I could never be like her. Want to make sure I always do  the opposite  of her.

So when I left my ex. I left him with everything.

Even though I couldn’t drive, my professor gave us a car which we made him learn.

I left him with the car as I walked to work.
I left him with over a thousand dollars in gas cards because I had collected them
I left him the apartment which I continued to pay rent/utilities  for him,  for about 7 months after I knew it was hard for him to leave the house and hoped me leaving in  such a kind way would inspire him to grow up and be better and say

“Hey I she did so much for me. I should give back to her and prove I am thankful and a man.”  Because all what he did no man would do.

Grooming and Rape me underage.
Getting me pregnant underage.
Marrying me a few days after turning 18.
Speaking of my sisters and mom sexually.
Touching me etc in sleep without my consent.

Using my things sexually without my consent.

Physically, verbally, mentally abusing me.
Forcing me to have to pay all the rent/bills/his college/his video game addiction etc all on my own walking to and from work even past midnight in san bernardino.
Destroying my clothes, messing up my classes online.

Sending me horrible messages saying

“ I am the devil and you belong to me.”

Stalking me.

After some time he left the apartment to stay with my mom for a bit.
One time while he was supposed to have not been at my moms while I was visiting my Daughter he showed up in the middle of me dancing with her and beat me in front of her.

Apparently the court knows about him beating me in front of her
So I’m sure they looked at dates and noticed he got me pregnant underage.
So they obviously thought that was ok too.

It doesn’t help the fact my mom is a trafficking killer pedo whore posing as a school teacher who sleeps with anyone and everyone she can and this isn’t her first rodeo.

She had already taken my sister and I from our Dad and made him pay for us while never being able to see us and having told me he was killed.

My mom had planned it all.
I can’t stand her favorite songs and movies.
She would watch a film about a mom and daughter who make rich guys fall in love with them and steal their money.
At one point while she had us in pageants and we were winners you could see she wanted to use us in that way. It’s like that scene from the joy luck club where the mom walks with the daughter in front of her for the world to see.

Except my mom is a pedo & we are for sale.

Her Husband got in the way of that.

We were wanted especially after winning the pageants.
Our mom said yes to the offers and our Dad said no.

She would poison him to sleep and she hoped he would never wake up.

Then in sleep the evil would happen.

I had a routine.
FIrst I would run and hide and sleep somewhere no one could get me.
Then when I got too big to hide in those places I would do a full lockdown at 7pm.
Windows and doors all locked and covered.

I would hear the guys come and go.

Sadly even the tightest lock up did not work sometimes.

In sleep sometimes I would feel something get on top of me, hold me down.

I could not move of scream etc

I remember thinking most people scream for their mom for help.
But my mom is the monster.

It was confusing to me back then because my mom had said that the sexual abuse is normal and that i was the one who was abnormal for not liking it. She said our Dad knew.
I thought maybe he did know because some of his friends were also sexual abusers and he was allowing our mom to take us to our pedo uncle to be babysat.

It took A LONG time for my Dad , Sisters and I to figure it out.
They’re still trying to figure it out.

My mom and her family have used me as an example for my other sisters as why it’s good to listen to them and do what they say and ignore their pedo evils.

I would be starved and get nothing needed growing up.
As long as my Sisters side with them they will give to them.

This is hard to talk about because I wish it never was.
I have fought my whole life against this.
I will never forgive myself for not being strong enough to kill those pedos as they held and lay next to my Baby Sisters naked.

One time in High School.
I had a 0 period and my mom would sometimes leave early before me and she would leave her radio on SO LOUD and it would be left on all day if I did not turn it off so I would go in and turn it off.
As I opened the door I saw my mom and one of her boyfriends naked in bed with my little sister naked and they were doing sexual things to my Baby sister.

My “mom” ran to shut the door in my face. I was yelling.
She tried to hand me $20 which she never gave me money or anything but she tried to give me $20 to shut up.

I know it’s harder for my Sisters, they were awake for some of the sexual abuse but for most they were not.

I wonder about the daycare Children too.
Even though they were asleep for the sexual abuse.
Does it affect them ?

I walked in the door one day while I was in JR High and my mom had a Boy and Girl Baby on the changing tables.

Both Babies were bleeding from their privates.

Girl vaginally.
Boy from Anus.
From what I could see.

My mom was wiping up the blood.

It startled me.
“What Happened ?!” I asked shocked.
“It’s normal.” my mom said.

I am in my late 20’s now.

Having had to realize that not everyone has seen GOD & the Devil.

In not having a Childhood.
In realizing I am a Child who has had to be an Adult & now I am just an Adult with no Childhood.
It happened when my peers were turning 30 and I was just 22.
I realized I am “older” than so many older than me.
I never thought about or looked at age until a few years ago.
In being so close to death and even dying during their satanic ritual abuse.
From being labor trafficked by masons/illuminati.
I have taken time to deeply reflect.
Sitting in GOD.

I realize now how different things would be if I had kicked my ex out the apartment and kept everything. Then I could have completed college, moved my Sisters in with my Daughter and I and done AMAZING work.

I was working at San Bernardino Valley college and Vegan Fresh Restaurant in Loma Linda.
Both jobs were going GREAT!!!
I was moving up in both jobs.

I was attending Church on Saturdays in Loma Linda and their Bible Studies before and after Church. Looking forward to a wonderful life in Loma Linda.
How amazing things would be if I had kicked out my ex instead of me leaving and having to be homeless while paying his rent etc.