Hi everybody,
Today koste water by so kant people in one day. Nu date jeeps on ontsporing out date. Nu sisters houd diens koste water me Today. He hates me. I hate hun too. Nu youngest jeeps on ma King excuses why she can't hang with me. I quess she don't REALLY like me. Nu mother told me one day that my sisters don't really like me. MY COUSINS Refuse to tell me the truth about the Social Media hype thing. They think it's all a big joke. By keeping it quiet They support the perp. Every is turning their back on me.
It's like the harder I try the more people run away from me. The perps keep on telling them about my grieve and Frustration. And makes it even worse because these people do'nt tolerate my thinking. They will hate me for it. ONE OF MY COUSIN accused ME OF BEING JEALOUSE of him because I don't I have a boyfriend. Then when I am alone at home the Neigbours start bullying me. People break into my home and lock the door behind them. So you see I am not wanted. My family doesn't want to watch my house for me.
As I am writing this blog the Perps use Social media to tell everybody and anyone what I do, say and think. They feel like they are in control. They rape me a least 2 times a day. They enjoyed to see me cry I only tried to do good, but it's not appreciated. Nobody will speak out for me.Nobody will say leave her alone. I JUST have to be my own hero. Every time I am in trouble nobody is there. Even my little cousin I use to care for hate me now, I even lifted one with the stroller when I was pregnant. ENDANGERING my unborn child. I cleaned their dirty daipers, now They feel to old to even say hi. Or run up to me to say hi, now I am just a bad smell to them. They don't respect me for it. My time will come, now I am Just not wanted. It's mean and heartless of them.
My time will COME . EVERYBODY WHO ever fellt like I was nothing will want to a a part of my brighter days. I will put up a fence so that they can't reach me. They are not welcome. Well people I had to vent. You see I have nobody to talk to. The Perps Call it Gossip. When I talk it's Gossip, all my speech the call Gossip. THE TELL PEOPLE I KNOW THAT I GOSSIP. So people can hate me even strangers. So I quess I am done crying.
Bye bye for now.
Angeline Klas
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