Monday, May 31, 2010

The Terrible, Drastic Side Effects of the Destruction of a Faerie's House Are Starting to Be Seen and It is Not Good, Not Good At All

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For thousands of years it has been a well taught fact, that if you know the exact location of the home of a Faerie, you must never touch it, never walk across it, never bother it, never damage it, and never, ever under any circumstances destroy it. Be it a fallen log, an castle's basement, an old fox hole, or a long dead car, a Faerie's house is sacred, protected, and any damage will result in massive repercussions on the heads of those in the wrong.

For over a thousand years, much of Maine's Ross Forest remains untouched by humans. Within it's walls of giant pines have been found animals long thought to be extinct, animals serious endangered and believed to have not lived in Maine for over 100 years. From the Ivory Billed Woodpeckers in the glad behind the Powder Horn Campground, to the Caribou, Moose, Black Bear, Bobcat, Coyote, Wolves, and Wolverines of the Blue Berry Plains, to the infamous White Monkey of Etiole's Swamp, many rare animals call this small section of ancient forest their home.

One long road, starting in Saco, going through Old Orchard, next into Scarborough, and ending in Pine Point, The Ross Road of The Ross Forest, Maine, winds it's way through this massive many thousands of acres of trees. Running beside it and across it in many places, is Bachelder Brook, a spring feed brook, that feeds the swamp, and empties out on Old Orchard's Beach into the Atlantic Ocean.

Inside this forest are three of Old Orchard Beach's busiest landmarks: The Blue Berry Plains, The Powder Horn Campground, and Bailey's Park (another campground). The two campgrounds are boarded on all side by huge tall chain link fences, which the owners tell campers is to keep out the deer. This is not entirely true. The fences are there in fact to keep out the five bear, three wolverines, and one cougar that live in the forest. They are also there to keep campers out of the swamp and away from three other creatures that make their home in this forest, a trio of violent trickster Fae: a moderately peaceful, but hot tempered Far-Darrig and two extraordinarily violent and blood thirsty Phookas. The fence was put up around the entire grounds of the Powder Horn, with one small exception, it ends at the hill in the glade of Bachelder Brook. From the Glade to the Goggings Cemetery to the Underground Spring to Etiole's Swamp - a space of land covering about 15 acres, this section it carefully sectioned off, fenced and sign posted. An 8 foot fence all around it and signs telling campers to pass at their own risk, this is the section of the Ross Forest that was left untouched by humans and left open and free for the use of the three Fae that lived there.

In 1983, one of the three Faes of the Powder Horn Campground took a liking to my car, and when that car died, with the campground owner's permission, that car was towed out into the swamp and left for that Fae, who than took up residence in the car, and has lived in my car ever since. Since 1978, the owner of the Powder Horn has only ever allowed two people access to this fenced off section of land: myself and my father. Here is where my car was parked, and here is where my rose garden was built around it. And here, is where I made friends with one of the forest's three legendary cryptids: the Far-Darrig known as Etiole.

The swamp itself is very small, covering barely an acre of land, but it's path is treacherous and one wrong step will drag you down in fast moving quick sand. The swamp is the boundary between The Powder Horn Campground and our farm. The peat bog swamp is a natural oddity that had sat there filled with water and quick sand for thousands of years. This swamp, for over 300 years has provided the water for us, our family, or gardens, and our animals. Without the swamp, we could not run the farm. Without the swamp, our way of life would be drastically altered. Everything in our lives, depends on this swamp and it's providing us with water. You see, we have no public water. No pipe lines. No tap water. No well. This swamp is our one and only source of water. I point this out, because you need to remember how old this swamp is, and how important this swamp is to our farm, in order for you to understand why what happened last night, is of such dire importance to us..

The Far-Darrig is a creature known in folklore as "The Farmer's Friend". A relative of the Leprechaun, the Far-Darrig is a solitary trickster faerie. By nature they inhabit swamps, but when a farm is built on the boundaries of that swamp, the Far-Darrig will move onto the farm and, being the strange Elemental Being that that are, they manipulate the weather and cause crops to flourish.

My family (The Ricker's) started farming this land in 1657. The land was settled by Thomas Rodgers (yes, the same one of the MayFlower fame), who married into the Googgins family, who married into the Ricker family, who married into the Allen family (yes, the Allen's and MacDuffy's of Portland -the same family that founded Portland, Maine, also founded Old Orchard, Maine). Back than, they owned the swamp, the land that is now the Powder Horn Campground, much of the Ross Forest, and more than half the land which now makes up the Town of Old Orchard Beach. One only has to look up my family's colorful history to see just what exactly the effect of protecting a Far-Darrig will do to one's good fortune.

As long as the farm's resident Faerie was left to himself and left unharmed, the family had wealth, government lordship, crops like no one could imagine, and a booming egg business that supplied eggs to most of Southern Maine for over 100 years. This sort of prosperity ran in my family for over 300 years and came to a sudden and abrupt halt in August of 1991, when the Bishop of the Cape Elizabeth LDS Ward, declared our family to be demon possessed, said that our wealth, success and good fortune were a result of witchcraft, and made the first of many threats to have various members of my family excommunicated. (To date, they have excommunicated 5 of them, and their current excommunication attempts are now aimed at myself). This event in and of itself was not what ended our farm's prosperity, but rather, the fact that one member of our family, took this Bishop's words to heart, and would begin the many, often violent attempts to "kill the demon" as she so boldly puts it.

The nearly 200 year old egg business went bankrupt and closed it's doors in 1992. Crops wilted, and no amount of care would produce our former giant crops. No longer did we sell food at the farmer's market in Saco, for we now barely had enough crops to feed ourselves. We were no longer able to keep our "Three Year Food Supply" stocked and the did away with the food storage all together. Summer of 1996 saw the first of our cropless years. We would for the first time start buying food from the super market as we for the first time not be able to grow enough food to last the year. Formally, each crop feed us, filled our 3-year supply, and feed others as well. Now, we couldn't get enough food to last a full season, let alone a full year.

But it wasn't just the crops. Our entire land went dead. The grass stopped growing, and turned brown, trees developed colonies of ants, were hollowed out and fell to the ground. The entire land, every inch of it, was blighted, all except for one small section that stood about 20 feet in diameter: the rose garden that surrounded the 19 foot long car in the swamp, was the only part of our garden that remained green and lush and unaffected by this strange blight of death that had struck our land.

What had happened? The woman, known as "my stalker" is what happened. She made her first early attempts at vandalism the car in the swamp, the home of the Far-Darrig that protected our land and had blessed our crops. As I said, the woman is a relative, family, she lived on the same land as myself, and it was her vegetable garden, her trees, her grass, that got hit by this sudden wave of death. The worse her garden became, the more violent her attacks became on me, my car, my pets, and my roses. The worse her attacks became, the worse her health became. She developed a crippling spinal disorder. In 2004, bedridden, she was unable to plant her crops, so I planted them for her, and for the first time in years, we once again had more harvest than we could handle. In 2005, back on her feet again, she took over her garden again, but not before pulling up my rose bushes and listing my car as "For Sale". A flood took out her crops that year, and each year following, resulting in no harvest at all, due to the fact that there were no plants to harvest by the end of summer, thanks to 4 weeks of daily thunder storms, lightening strikes, and hail.

Pointed her accusing finger at my car and saying it was demon possessed, claiming that it's "demon" had cursed her health and her land, she set out on her increasingly more and more violent attacks on myself, my car, my pets, and my roses.

In 2005, I started a blog - this blog - to keep a record of each of the attacks. And as you have read over the years, they have been wild and many. Getting increasing worse until the final attacks that tool place between March 18th 2010 til May 5th 2010.

On March 18th, my flower garden in the swamp was torn to spreads. the bushes, trees, and plants taken down, chopped up, ripped apart, and composted, while the vandals themselves were caught on camera.

The Far-Darrig of the swamp, moves back and forth, between the swamp here in Old Orchard, and the Saco River Delta at York Hill (aka Factory Island) in Saco/Biddeford. With the destruction of his home, he left the swamp to stay at York Hill once again. But his temper was flaring, and that same week we saw two drownings in the Saco River Dam at York Hill, a black out on Saco Island, and the CMP electrical tower on York Hill blow up.

On May 5th, as you all well know, my car, that sat on our neighbor's land in the swamp of the Powder Horn Campground, was attacked, vandalized in the extreme, cut in half, smashed, taken apart, striped down, stolen by this crazed raving lunatic woman, and sold to a car crusher, who could not crush my car due to the fact that he was in jail at the time of the car theft, and thus my car got thrown into another guy's junk yard to wait for the car crusher guy to get bailed out. In the mean time people who knew the car, knew the car had been stolen, and saw the car, helped me track it down and get the remains of it's remains back. On May 15th the car has been put in storage and is no longer in the swamp at the Powder Horn Campground, for fear of farther attacks by the vandals, and this now leaves a very angry Faerie without his house.

Two weeks have passed, since the Faerie's car/house was stolen, and garden season is now well upon us. At this time of the year, Bachelder Brook, the swamp feed brook which feeds of land, waters us, our animals, and our plants, should be under no less than two feet of swiftly running water. This time of the year, we should still have high water, as a result of snow run off. At this time of the year, the water is often over the tops of the bridges. I measured the water last night: it is 3 inches and going down fast. With in the next 2 weeks, Bachelder Brook will run dry. It never runs dry before August, if it runs dry at all.

Since the theft of my car, the brook's water level has dropped daily, rapidly. It is as if some one had built a dam across the swamp to stop the water from flowing down, and as the water runs out, the brook runs dry, because no new water is coming in. At least, that's what it looks like. A tree downed by a storm, in the past, had caused this to happen once before, and it was a simple matter of walking up the brook, through the swamp and to the spring, until the fallen tree was located, and pulling it out of the path of the water, thus allowing the water to flow freely into the brook once again.

And so, thinking that this was once again the case, last night, I made the long, many mile trek up the brook in search of what was causing the water to stop flowing into the brook. Like I said, I expected a fallen tree. The last thing I expected was what I found. I knew that the Fae were angry over the theft of the car. I knew that he would react and most likely violently. I did not know he would do, what it is that he did, nor could I have imagined that he was even able to do anything like this.

While I made the many mile trek "just in case", I had only to go 50 feet before I found the case of the problem. I had only to set foot into the swamp. Or sound I say, the desert where for hundreds of years, there used to be a swamp until today.

The swamp is gone.

Yes, you read that correctly. The swamp is gone. There is no swamp. Where the swamp once was, is now a huge dune. White sand. Acres of white sand. No water. The grass is still there. It still looks like a swamp. And where the quick sand spots where, those are still actively sucking in any thing that steps on them, but no water in sight. I took a shovel and dug down more than a foot, with no end of sand in sight.

I crossed the swamp (for I know the path to get around the quick sand) and continued following the brook up to the spring. The brook is buried in sand. The land all around the brook is buried in sand. The wetlands around the swamp are bone dry and buried in acre after acre of gleaming white sand. The brook as far up as you can follow it, it barely a trickle. Even in places where it should be 8 feet across and four feet deep, the water was never wider than four or five inches or more than two inches deep. It is not just the swamp that has been laid to waste by this massive ocean of sand, but the entire brook itself. And the spring? The spring it seems is the source of the problem. I reached the spring. The spring that never before, not once in hundreds of years, has ever run dry, has ceased to exist. Gone is the cool bubble of water that comes up around the roots of the double tree, and the sand itself is now bubbling up out of the ground like a geyser.

Like Moses of the Bible who punished the wicked by turning their water to blood - it would seem that our resident Faerie in his anger, has chosen to punish the couple who destroyed his home, by turning the water to sand.

As I said, there is no pipe line, no town water, no well, only this brook is there to provide water for us, our animals, and our crops. It is now imperative that we dam up the brook and try to hold back what little water still remains, for there is no more water coming down from the spring, and we've a long summer ahead of us. This, however, I shall not do. The only garden left on the land is not mine, and as my own animals were long ago slaughtered one by one by vandals, I've no animals to water either. The car thief destroyed my garden, just before stealing my car. I have no plants left to water. This lack of water will not have any personal affect on me. Only the thief and her husband, will be affected by this lack of water, for it is their garden and their animals that will go without. The brook used to be damed up so that the water would never run dry, even in August, but the dams were smashed in 2006, by this same couple. I rebuilt them several times, but each time they took the dams down again. If they want to stay in the brook at all, they had better work fast at rebuilding those dams, because from what I'm seeing, by this time next year, there will be no brook at all and no water running through this farm, ever again.

And this...this is just the beginning. I know this Faerie well. I know his ways. I know how he thinks. I know how he acts and reacts. My advice to the ones punished by the Fae: get on his good side again, and get on it fast, because this is just him. He only controls the weather and the water. He's a water Faerie after all. But he's angry, he's very, very angry, and he's been talking to the Phookas. Blackbird and FireHawk are on the move - there are signs of their activity all over, all around the swamp. Etiole is not a demon, he is a Far-Darrig, but he can get find Demons, and you don't want to deal with them. Believe me, the last thing you want is for a pair of Phookas on your tail. They are, for a lack of a better description: angels of death and destruction. A Far-Darrig is a Good Faerie, a Brackish Water Trickster Faerie, but a harmless Faerie none the less, but Phookas, they are Faeries at their worst, the darkest and evilest of all evils, violent and bloodthirsty, and they are on the move. Of all the Fae, there is no creature any of them fear more than the Phooka. When another Faerie calls on the help of a Phooka, it's not a good sign. It's a very, very, very, very, unimaginably bad sign.

Give a Faerie a place to live and he will protect you and bless you. They are what Christians refer to when they speak of "Guardian Angels". Take away a Faerie's home and he will never again let you rest in peace. It is never wise to mess with the Faeries. Even the Solitaries, will band together to defend one of their own. Leave them be. Leave them in peace. Don't disturb them. Don't bother them. Leave them alone, and they'll leave you allow, hurt them, and they will destroy you. Only a fool would mess with the Faeries. I pity the fools.









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Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Stolen Car: Please ReTweet & RePost: Help us find the Goldeneagle! Maine's Famous "Haunted Car" Has Been Stolen by religion crazed fanatics!

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Stolen Car: Please ReTweet & RePost: Help us find the Goldeneagle!

On May 5th, 2010 between 1PM and 4PM Maine's famous "Haunted Car" The Goldeneagle, a 1964 Dodge 330 was stolen from my home at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine. We know who stole it, but they are refusing to give any information about what they did with it.

Please if you have any information about the whereabouts of this car, please contact: me Wendy C Allen @ 207-571-9237 (home) or 408-9018 (cell). Note, these are not my phone numbers as I do not have a phone, but the guy here can usually reach me in a matter of seconds, so he'll likely answer, just ask for me and tell him you have info about the Dodge, he'll get me.


The Old Orchard Beach Police Officer on the case is: Joshua Robbins at 207-934-4911 ext 653 case #10-248-0f


More information about this car can be found at the following sites:
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http://www.freewebs.com/wendycallen/index.htm
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http://savethegoldeneagle.blogspot.com/
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http://www.zazzle.com/twighlightmanor/gifts?cg=196942370519116292
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http://www.zazzle.com/eelkat/gifts?cg=196365650846344669
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The car thieves are Jeannie and Wayne Whitten of Summer St, Biddeford, Maine. They are boldly bragging that they had the car removed on a flat bed and taken to a salvage yard to be crushed. This raving lunatic claims that my car has a demon living in it, she says crushing the car will kill the demon. She admits proudly to having stolen the car, but is refusig to give any information about what she did with it after stealing it. They are the same couple who a few weeks ago did this to the same car in question:



Vandals Members of the LDS Saco Ward/Mormon Church Do $50,000 in Damage to The Goldeneagle

Thursday, March 18, 2010 · Leave a Comment

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I am getting sick an tired of dealing with increasingly psychotic and childish people. The vandals have struck once again – but this time, they got caught in the act and I know WHO they are. There are two vandals, a man and a woman – husband and wife, from the Saco ward of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in Maine. 
I arrived home tonight to find them IN my car. In my locked car, which they had removed the door of to get into. They broke the lock off the back passenger side door. They removed both the front and back seats from my car. They slashed the seats of my car and ripped out the stuffing. They slashed the headliner of my car and pulled it off. They took the arm rests off the insides of the doors.

This car – being a 1964 Dodge 330 worth approx $50,000 has just received nearly it’s value in damage at the hands of 2 “good Christians”. 

I will be posting pictures of the damage tomorrow – both here and in a new chapter of For Fear of Little Men, which I shall write tonight. 

The worst part of it is – it’s one of my relatives.

I fail to see the logic behind these increasingly idiotic and senceless acts of vandalism. This is the same relative who broke into my house a few years back and burned all of my manuscripts and artwork too.


I’m seriously questioning her sanity and wondering how to go about having her institutionalized as criminally insane, if any one has any advice on how to go about institutionalizing this woman before her acts of violence get any worse – please let me know.


She is doing this, because she claims that I have a demon. She says it is alright to do these things to me, my pets, and my belongings, because she says God tells her it is alright. She says that God wants her to drive out my demons. Her constant talk about her belief that I have a demon is baffling.


While I am not the only person she accuses of being demon possessed, I seem to be the only person she consistently vandalizes in this manner.


This is the same woman who goes to my church and tells my Bishop I am a witch, the same woman who has tried for several years to have me excommunicated from the church, her reason being that a am “a demon possessed witch who puts curses on her”. That accusation alone should have told the Bishop and other church leaders that she is a raving lunatic.


This is the same woman who on multiple occasions attacked my dad with an ax – twice sending him to the hospital.


She is the woman suspected of having burned my house down 4 years ago.


She was once caught by a police office, smashing windows out of my grandmother’s house next door to us. She was caught while climbing into the building through the window after she had smashed in. The next day she was caught again – this time inside the house, smashing my brothers 33LP collection. This was in November 2006, one month after the fire that burned my house down.


She is the same woman suspected of being behind the vandalism of April 2007 – the day my books had all their pages torn out and the pages torn up. The day some one took an ax to my furniture. The day some one took an ax to my Liberace records. 


Whenever something is done with an ax, me and my family automatically suspect her, as the ax seems to be her reoccurring weapon of choice.


This is the same woman who started a bonfire on my lawn 3 years ago – to burn her husbands clothes, after she falsely accused him of having an affair. Why she choice to burn his clothes on my lawn, still remains a mystery.


This is the same woman who keeps her 3 teenaged boys locked up in the house not allowing them to have contact with ANY ONE. She claims that Satan is after her sons, thus why they are not allowed outside.


There are a good dozen people on my FaceBook account who KNOW about the 3 boys and what she is doing to them, you people know who she is and what she is doing – PLEASE – don’t let her get away  with these things – you know who she is – you know what she is doing. Why do you turn a blind eye to her acts of violence and hate?


She is very, very, VERY dangerous and this farther act of violence is just one more thing in her ever growing list of utter insanity. PLEASE do something to stop her before she kills someone.






I have already been to the police about her dozens of times over the past 20 years. She was arrested once when a neighbor caught her beating her first husband with a brick. He refused to file charges than and the police was forced to release her. They will do nothing until a second party comes forward. Please – I know several of you who are reading this are fully aware of the things this woman has done and is doing and you know how dangerous she is.
I am very, very disturbed right now. It bothers me that there is some one out there who hates me so much that they could do something like this. It’s scary.
  


PLEASE STOP BEING AFRAID OF HER! THE POLICE CAN DO NOTHING UNLESS MORE THAN ONE VICTIM COMES FORWARD. 


PLEASE HELP ME TAKE A STAND AGAINST THIS WOMAN!


Please, before she goes to far, before she kills some one – please do something to stop her!



Joel Bailey
Joel Bailey
If it was on YOUR property, then no second party is needed. If your property was vandalized, then Call the police. Otherwise it’s just your word against theirs…
2 HOURS AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
I keep telling the police – that’s the problem – I”M the ONLY one telling the police – for some 20 years now – they won’t do anything until somebody WHO IS NOT ME contacts them. I have Autism, my ability to speak verbally is limited at best – they pass me off as retarded – they require some one who they do not think of as retarded to make an additional complaint, but in 20 years, no one else has dared come forward about her :( keeping in mind I’m one of the few she has not beaten physically, seeing how I’m not scared to hit her back just as hard as she hit me – I’m bigger and stronger tha she is, that’s why she no longer hurts me physically and goes around destroying my belongings instead
38 MINUTES AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
that’s why I’m stronger not only than she is, but stronger than most men bigger than myself – no one has EVER made an attempt to defend me from her – I started building up my muscle when I was 10 years old, because I had to defend myself constantly. Now she knows she can’t hurt me physically anymore so she tries other ways instead – this newincident with my car, is only one of many such attacks – they are getting progressively more violent as each year passes. She is getting bolder and bolder because she KNOWS that NO ONE will stand up to her, and she KNOWS the BISHOPS will always take her side and back her up, just like they always have
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Joel Bailey
Joel Bailey
I can help you, Wendy. But you must know it is not the church sanctioning anything like this, as your post suggests. You lash out at the very people who want to help…
2 HOURS AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
I have gone to 12 Bishops asking for help – not one of them would help me, because she goes to church every week – she’s the reason I don’t go – every time I go she’s right there in my face calling me demon possessed
2 HOURS AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
She needs help – ask Dr Abude – he tried to send her to Dr Collin a good 20 years ago because he thought she was dangerous and need psychiatric help
ABOUT AN HOUR AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
You know what she’s like – YOU KNOW WHAT SHE”S DOING TO MY BROTHERS – YOU KNOW- YOU”VE SEEN IT FIRST HAND!
ABOUT AN HOUR AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
and that thing she keeps saying about me killing her dog – it’s on a report at the Old Orchard Beach police station – Wayne killed her dog – she was doing one of her ax fits, Wayne took the ax, beat Toby, than attack her – her neighbor called the police,5 police cars were there in the yard – 4 police officers dragged him away in arm and leg chains- the police have the ax down there at the station – Wayne did 2 weeks in jail for it. – half the police department was a witness to it, so why she keeps saying I killed Toby is beyond me.
ABOUT AN HOUR AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
explain why Bishop K called me in to his office July 2009 – accusing me of witchcraft – quoting her words, word for word – a man who is a complete stranger to me – he had NO RIGHT to falsely accuse me – than threaten to excommunicate me BASED ON HER SICK LIES about me – anyone who believes in demons and spell casting and demon possession is insane - why he believed her lies about me is beyond me – don’t tell me the church is not sanctioning her actions – they protect her, they do nothing to stop her, and they than act upon her lies and accuse me and threaten to excommunicate me because of it. If that isn’t the church sanctioning her actions, I don’t know what is
26 MINUTES AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
do you realize that is the last time I had face-to-face contact with another living Human being – and that it was the first face-to-face contact I had had in years – that day with Bishop K? I have agoraphobia and PTSD as a result of this woman and her utter insanity – I can’t have face to face contact with Humans any more, because for 27 years she kept me locked up – just like she’s doing to my brothers – Johnny’s 19 years old – you see what she’s doing to him – do you have any idea the hell he is going through right now because he wants to go to a camp out next week? She’s been ripping up his things, trashing is belongs – threaten to kill him every word out of her lips – he came to me last night and begged me to take him to the camp out next Friday, because he knows I’m the only one with the guts to stand up to her and help him get out of the house long enough to spend some time with people.
21 MINUTES AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
ask Johnny why he stopped drawing and painting – ASK HIM! He had one hell of an art career ahead of him. ASK HIM WHAT SHE DID TO ALL OF HIS PAINTINGS! She burned them in a bon fire – saying that he was evil, saying that Satan made him draw his pictures. He’s terrified to draw anything now!
17 MINUTES AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
Ask Johnny age 19, and Josh age 17 why they do not have driver’s licenses. ASK THEM WHY! They try and try and try to sneak out so they can learn to drive – she punishes them if they even mention it. She says Satan put them up to it. What kind of a woman tells her sons they can’t get jobs or driver’s licenses because Satan was the one who told them to try to get a job? Tell me how that is not insane?
13 MINUTES AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
I was in solitary confinement locked up in her house for 27 years – but I finally escaped from her. And now she’s doing the same thing to my brothers. The have the right to have a life. They have the right to have friends. But just like she did to me, she keeps them under lock and key – literary – padlocks line the doors – padlocks that only she has the keys to. She is insane.
9 MINUTES AGO · 
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
EelKat Wendy C. Allen
I don’t know how to talk, because no one ever talked to me – no one ever taught me how to talk. That’s why I write – I learned to write, but I’m only just now learning how to talk. You’ve seen Josh – you’ve talked to him. She did the same thing to him. That’s why he doesn’t talk. That’s why now that he’s going to church meetings, his starting to learn how to talk for the first time. Don’t tell me it’s normal for a woman to do these sorts of things to her children. She needs psychiatric help. And she needs it bad, before she destroys my brothers lives the way she did mine.
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From The Thief Herself In Her Own Words:

 

 Here is the woman who stole my car, and here is her reason for doing it, in her own words. This woman is a stalker who, as you can see, makes a habit of spreading false rumors and lies about me both online and offline. Her current accusation is the topic of this article, which states that I killed her dog, a dog that she, due to religious convictions, refused to take to a vet, after it was brutalized by her husband, an act that was witnessed by multiple police officers, and for which he did 2 weeks in jail for. This sort of defamation of character that I have to deal with on a daily basis:











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