Anonymous ID: 1774d2 Oct. 1, 2018, 12:15 p.m. No.3281622   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>1650 >>1671 >>1706 >>1754 >>1779 >>1781 >>1829 >>1861 >>2273

Anons:

 

Trusting you all to get this out however you see fit. Back in 2016 I was contacted by a man that offered me a large sum of money in order to come to an event. I was a single mother of 2 and did not realise what I was getting myself into. I was told that the event was prestigous and it was kid friendly. The man told me the event did not get the number of RSVP's they expected and needed the event to appear to be a success. They asked that I make sure my son wore a red bow tie and that my daughter wore a pretty dress. I didn't think much of it then. I just saw it as a chance to be an extra, if you will, at a party with kids.

 

When we arrived I was surprised to see so many men and women from the military and I was introduced to Richard Blumenthal and his wife. I took this picture on a make shift red carpet area and the kids went on to play. I was drawn away by some women, but kept an eye on my kids the best I could. Something didn't feel right. I saw Blumenthal squatting and talking to my son when I was dragged off to take more pictures with people I didn't know. After about an hour I was looking everywhere for my kids. I found my daughter holding a "quiet please" sign with some other girls and she said her brother had "gone with with Mr. B." It seemed like hours had passed, but within a few minutes my son came over to the table I was sitting at. He wasn't himself and I noticed he was no longer wearing his shoes. Someone had taken his brown dress shoes and put him in red dress shoes. Since September 12, 2016 my son has not spoken a single word. He was shattered by something that night. I called the man I spoke with on the phone about the event and he told me that nothing happened and if anything did happen, I signed an agreement that basically kept me quiet. I was livid. Thanks to Q and you anons I had a breakthrough with my son this past year. The red shoes was a the strangest thing about the night, but now I know what happened. Now I know what kind of evil lives in this world. Keep fighting! FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT! Survivors like ME still exist in this world.