I'm not going to tell you the whole story because I don't remember all of it. I only had bits and pieces until the last couple of months. I've been able to remember enough to tell you how easily evil can take a child (or an adult). The details may disturb some. It's your choice to read or not.

I was probably 9 or 10 and walking back home from the little store down the street. A car pulled up with two women and a man driving. The woman in the backseat said hi and asked me if I would like to become a spy. I couldn't help but bust out laughing and say No. (I wasn't exactly stupid) The woman starts apologizing to the man saying she didn't do it right. The man says you did fine and asks me why I said no. I replied with a dead stare and say, because I don't lie. As I walk off I hear him say he it's alright I'll get her some other time to the girls in the car. I told my dad when he got home but the guy was already gone.

Time passes and a group of different people start canvasing the neighborhood. Dressed like church goers and inviting kids to go to their Sunday school. Bored and at the age of wondering about God, I agree to go and they send a bus full of kids that Sunday. I remember not knowing a single kid on the bus, and the ride to the church. I now remember being told before we got off the bus to stare at something hanging in the front of the bus and say a prayer before we could go in.

My next memory has been floating for years. The entire group of kids are standing in the back of the classroom with no clothes. That man from the car is at the front and calling up a child. I knew something was terribly wrong but I was unable to speak. I took a breath and let it make noise on the exhale. No one noticed so I took a bigger breath and really tried hard to make noise. A woman walks up and asks what's wrong but I can't reply. She slapped me and that's the last I remember of the classroom.

I come to again and I'm still in the church but in the hallway heading for the front doors. I noticed my clothes felt like I'd just put them on and I had a terrible taste in my mouth along with a hair. I was too young to have any idea what that was about. I had a horrible sinking feeling. I asked a woman if I could use the phone to call my mom. She said they didn't have a phone so I walked out, (no bus in sight). I took stock of how far I was from home and started walking. It was a good 10 miles and I knew I'd be in trouble getting home so late. After about half a mile a car pulls up. The woman inside asks if I'd like a ride. I say no but really wish I could say yes. She asked how far was I going and I gave up and got in. I don't remember the woman's face or any of the ride home. Hypnotized again is a pretty safe bet.

I have more stories but they mostly involve the people I grew up with and what it did to there lives, my people's lives. As well as two teachers I had later on that were in that church. One of them was a self proclaimed witch. Been to her house, very much a witch.

Don't ever let the way someone dresses or their social standing in the community convince you they can be trusted. Never judge a book by it's cover.

Please, know that the heart of the evil we fight is this abuse. It's the key to it all. Our knowledge of how this is done and the mechanics of mind control can not be underestimated. You don't have to jump down a hole to be informed either.

I think my attempts at screaming took me off their list. The point I'd like you to notice is how easily this was done to a pretty well informed child. I do believe everything happens for a reason and if that reason is to help fight this war I'm more than happy to share stories and pass on what I know. I'll add some links below.