#174… Correction on Time Lines!!!She cut me off and the Vultures moved in Nov 2017!!!!

IT’s gonna be one of those days and you would think with so little sleep, my brain would say screw you and take a nap, instead, It’s like I am being pumped full of brain candy and that candy???

MEMORIES!!!!

I told Freda after she wanted to move back to that town, she had already sold her house and she had quite a bit of money in the bank and everyone knew it, including me…

I told Freda after her move back to that town… I explained about the POA’s for health and financial and I told her, dad wanted to make sure you would live comfortably and he knew the others would take your money and that she needed to hire a lawyer, but not Patrick… (I knew about this guy long before I moved there, he had that big of a reputation for not doing the right thing, ya know??)

That time line had to been between 2014 and 2016, before we moved to Hawaii, becaue the phone call I got from Eve where she screamed into the phone how much they loved Freda, and unknown to me, they had taken $30,000… I found out in 2017, see blog…

Ya know Trumps screams like that… and ironically all my siblings have done the same in one fashion or another and geez louise how stupid can you be, when her mental illness wasn’t a secret, the public didn’t know…

BUT EVERYONE OF US KIDS KNEW!!!!

That’s where the brain is at, at this moment in time… depending on how the day goes, I may clear up more things that had to do with Freda’s mental health, suffice it to say, that her mental health has records and I really want to hear the bull shit excuses Wednesday from Brittney…

Why do people take the path to corruption…???

Because they chose too…

Yea, I need a break, the brain is in over drive and I am already exhausted… Have a wonderful day… Mine will be a bowl at a time…

I remember…

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I am Maggi, given that name on Okinawa during the Vietnam war by a group of Marines in transit at Naha AFB… At 17 years old I didn’t know I was missing memory… I had lost the first 17 years of life and was about to embark on a journey of intrigue, murder, rape, military coverup and live a life, most only dream about… Will I ever remember my youth or will I always walk in shadow not knowing who I was…

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