The Old Fashioned Hairbrush…

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Ever see one of those old fashioned hair brush’s with a long handle, all fancy with flowers etc and made out of that heavy duty plastic product they used for bracelets and the like???

Around the time I was close to 2 years old, I, like any toddler was learning the walking and trying to talk routine and back in the 50’s, if you had a TV, you were styling and we had one of those old round shape ones that set on the floor in a case and I was fascinated with my reflection in that old TV… Picture is in my files someplace…

As I did the wobble walk, I placed my hands upon the screen of that old black and white TV, that was impossible to break unless you had a hammer… and all of a sudden I felt a burning, stinging sensation in my lower back!!!

Freda hit me with that old fashioned hairbrush and injured my spinal cord and that hair brush broke as it struck me, so you know the force behind that against a toddler, yea…

She was a peach mother dearest… and all of a sudden as I was crying from pain and unable to stand, I heard a scream from Freda as the brush broke and that’s all she wrote, the damage to my spine would become even more severe, because my christian mother was bat shit crazy and so are the surviving kids she has… (all but me, mans gods will never live in my home)!!!

Oh the brush was a gift from her father and when I confronted her in 09 about it, “she said, but it was a gift from my dad”, my response, then you shouldn’t have hit a toddler with it should you”????

The expression on her face was priceless… At that moment, she knew… “I remembered”!!!!

It would be when I entered the military I would learn of the damage to my spine and it would explain why I had trouble with walking a straight line, but that’s another story…

My first injury from Freda was a central spinal cord injury… Physical therapy and doctors agreed, but I didn’t learn that until 2018…

I was on track to waking up my memories after my memory trigger in 2017… Again another story that will be told in sequence…

I learned to compensate for that injury and today I struggle with mobility, keeping my legs working, keeping them strong enough to support me in walking and every day tasks…

All because a adult christian was more interested in protecting a TV from a toddler… and she broke what she cherished on the backside of a babyπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈπŸ€·πŸΌβ€β™€οΈ…

Yea christians are the most greedy, selfish humans I have ever known and they can’t have that rapture soon enough…

Next we get into the incident at the TV station on a children’s program and I was 5 years old…

Enjoy your day…

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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