Brown Paper Box.

This was the worst summer I had ever lived yet. I just had finished the most horrible pregnancy ever. I got jumped by trey way gang, hospital, act team, acs, and all my baby father ex-girlfriends and hoes and his friends were against me. I felt like I was in deep shit and just stood home where my mom can keep me safe. My baby father is just the worst ever. I can't even talk anymore about what he has done to me without feeling like losing my mind. But as I stay home where it is safe I am praying and storms are raining in heavy. Everyone in Nyc knows something is happening from all the loud thunders that sounds like sweet mary stomping her feet and the severe lightning and the rain, to the moons to the lights. Sounds like god bent his bow and is getting ready to strike the enemies of his child he loves dearly. Alot of weird activity occuring in nyc. We had lights that you only see like in the north pole I think it is show up only people on mickle avenue are witnesses to it. It is just war, just like in winters war the huntsman and I am ravenna except I am shorter and hiding behind candles because they about to stab my heart. I keep dreaming with the police who police cars arrive at night time to my home. In my dream they said the police were going to slaughter me if I did not move out of my home. They were mafia of course crooked. I then woke up ran to my bible because I have to pray every day all day until I am safe and saved, because I am going to die and nobody hears me. They had robbed all my artwork for anybody to look my way to hear my voice and pay attention to me. So now I must pray for attention and leave everything to gods judgement and punishments. So as I read the bible I then use the strategy they taught me at a church group in st.benedicts. They taught us about just placing your hand over the bible and asking god to give you signs. I went to some corner stone group meeting and I can't remember much, but I think I stood over night. It was some very pretty tall lady there she was so stunning, and the rosary she gave me was my favorite. It was red with the holy spirit on it, beautiful rosary I have ever been given at a church. She also gave me another one when I lost it when I told her, and it had the virgin mary this time. I took that and I started doing it. I need to know more to save my life. So I placed my hand over the bible it came to scriptures where it basically told me to run and that someone innocent was going to die and this was goodbye. I had saved the pages and folded them but since I can't remember where it is because of the robberies that occured of stolen paintings, music, and money I have no proof of the actual pages I was taken to when I had asked god questions on what was going on. The only proof I have is writing my religion book on how to have gods power and my story. Maybe when I buy another bible I will look for the scriptures for alot of things was stolen. And the mafia does not want any proof they break the laptops and steal all phones and everything of proof and take away all our money. Anybody who helps me they will take them down. We are basically in a slave house. Anywho with that being said two days later I had received a package. The fed ex man had given me a box with the wrong name and I already opened the box. It was a pair of shoes it had our address on it I thought it was for us. So I quickly ran outside and chased the fed ex truck down the block from where I lived and gave him back the shoes. I then ran back to my home. The very same day in the night time a police car was parked outside my house. A lot of police and ambulance be parked and all over this block a lot. I had no idea but I was so nervous I am scared of the police from all the harassment they do to me and I am scared of the ambulance from all the bullying they do to me too. They get mad if we record them too. The police stood on the block for about an hour long and I made sure I stood quiet in my mothers room. I felt like one of those kids in germeny hiding in a holocaust. I feel sorry for the criminals and their hearts when they know they are hiding and the police there. My heart literally dropped and went in full panic mode and I could not breathe. Just shaking everything in my bones and nerves. But they left off the block, they only let me go because they left out of my house with all my music and paintings. The police do alot of illegal things with the hospital and Im starting to see why things dont change. If people know what I know they will understand that they are gangs too, they just call themselves mafia and its if they want to let you go, when it comes to police brutality and hospital violations. I thank god I didnt keep those shoes in my home because the fed ex man probably would of said he left it in my address and I would of probably been arrested I dont know. The police do alot of things I can not explain maybe I will write fiction short stories and add flavor and spice to make books out of on what I have known and been through. But I am oh so upsetI am not able to show you the exact scriptures for proof god does exist and he does saves and helps. Miracles do happens and he will move the world for you. He will do anything you ask of him if he has picked you as one of his roses.