Update: April 16, 2022

Tomorrow is Easter.

Easter, like Christmas, Thanksgiving, and Mother's day is one of the worst days of the year. A day that celebrates children and motherhood. On November 14, 2013, while I was 8 month pregnant, and putting bags on the back seat of my car, three still unidentified attackers, brought golf clubs down on my back, breaking my spine and murdering my baby. I am legally blind and almost deaf, so I neither heard nor saw them coming. I read lips, so you must be facing me for me to hear you. Bring legally blind, you also must be less than 3 feet in front of me for me to see your lips, to know you are talking. Because of this it was very easy for them to sneak up behind me while I leaned into my car, putting bags on the seat.

They broke 3 vertebrae in my spine, the shattered bones severing my spinal column, permanently damaging many nerves. Because of this nerve damage I have limited use of my left arm and hand, difficulty breathing, my bladder and intestines no longer function properly requiring adult diapers, massive tremors in both hands prevent me from being able to do basic things like brush my hair or hold a spoon to eat. These are just things from the nerve damage. 

Additionally they broke my pelvis, my hips, and my knees.

I was paralyzed for 5 months. It took me 18 months to relearn to walk. Today I can walk on a very limited basis, aided by a cane, but every step is seeking pain, like lightning bolts going through my leg, across my pelvis and up my spine.

Because of this I was bedridden from 2013 to 2015. And all of that time I had no use of my hands, so I was not online either. And thus was unaware that during that time, a group of locals set to social media to build up massive slanderous rumors about me. They created a huge fairy tale meme of me being an Erotica author, a porn star, a transvestite, a male to female transgender, gay, and an alien abductee. I am none of those things but they spent 3 years, on hundreds of accounts on Facebook and Twitter, many of them fake "Eelkat" accounts where they were pretending to be me, building up this massive slanderous web of lies about me, and I had no idea they were doing it, until October 2021, 9 years after they started doing it.

April 10, 2015 a group of 74 locals, many of them wearing ku klux klan white hooded robes, arrived at my farm. 14 of them held me, Ben, my mother, and one of my 3 younger brothers down on the ice and snow while holding guns to our heads, while the others used cinder block bricks and a metal pole device with wire loops on the end, to beat and behead, 10 of my 12 foster children, then nail their heads to my door. The youngest was 4 years old. The oldest was 16 years old. They chanted "too gay for the family friendly town of old Orchard Beach" while accusing me, my pink Volvo, my pink motor home, and Ben of being gay, transgender, transvestite, and citing that guys were not allowed in Maine.

THIS is what gay haters in Maine do to people they THINK, might maybe, be gay, even though they are not.

No man, woman or child is safe in Maine, so long as these murders walk free. They will kill anything they determine to be gay, even if it is not, as can be seen my the murder of my children.

They also had hundreds of paperback copies of my books, burning them in a huge bonfire on my lawn while calling them gay Erotica and calling mean Erotica author and porn star. (I'm an author, I write a travel blog style series about a homeless man who backpacks his way across Maine, there is no sex in the series. I'm a Mormon, I've never written a sex scene.)

My family was murdered and I am crippled for the rest of my life, because of this group who has been slandering me on social media. But, at the time of these two attacks (November 14, 2013 and April 10,2015) me and my family were unaware of these slanderous rumors the locals of Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford, Maine were spreading not only on Facebook and Twitter, but by word of mouth around town as well.

May 2021, I started walking around town again, for the first time since being paralyzed 9 years ago on November 14, 2013, and it quickly became apparent something was seriously wrong with the locals.

I was unable to walk my dog on Main Street, Bradbury Street, Harvey Street, or Cutts Street Biddeford, where I have lived since becoming paralyzed, but not before gone outside, because of being paralyzed and bedridden and unable to walk until now…

I was unable to walk my dog on Main Street, Bradbury Street, Harvey Street, or Cutts Street Biddeford without being attacked, pushed off the sidewalk by random strangers running up to me and grabbing my cane and using it to push me in the road in front of cars while accusing me of being gay, transgender, or transvestite. Screaming "transvestite freak" while throwing rocks at me. Group of women joggers stopping to surround me and harass me while saying guys aren't allowed on their street. 

October 2021, my Volvo returned to my driveway after 3 years of being completely rebuilt, after the February 2019 attack on it with baseball bats completely destroyed it. Within 5 minutes of starting to repaint it, 2 men showed up in my driveway yelling about aliens and demons and Etoile and because of this I stopped painting fish on the door, painted over the fish and painted a portrait of Etiole instead. 

November 19, 2021 the red haired American woman from the 2016 High Street attack on my navy blue pick up truck, showed up on the porch here on Main Street. 

The location is 409 Main Street, the big white farmhouse Victorian on the 3way corner of Harvey Lane and Cutts street, right at the train tracks. It has 2 driveways one on Main Street and one on Harvey. There are multiple porches. It's the porch on the Main street side, that goes up the driveway alongside the abortive cedar tree hedge, where I park my painted Volvo. That porch is the one this woman shows up on. 

It's an elderly couple and mother in law who live there at that porch.  When they leave for work, this woman shows up when they are not home and stands on the porch bellowing like a fog horn screaming death threats at me, yelling crazy demon and alien slander about Etiole, making the claim of putting a bomb in the tail pipe of my car, screaming about suicide demons and evil eye curses, and yelling about someone named Todd Murphy (I don't know who that is, I get the impression he's a relative or boyfriend or ex of hers or something, but I don't any one by that name, so I don't know who he is. I don't know who she is either.) She looks to be maybe 30s to 40s aged. 

She was here again yesterday. She was bragging that she got a fight started with my mother and the Atwaters on Facebook, laughing about how easy it is to get my mother and her ex fighting and the old woman was giving her hell and telling her to get off the Atwaters Facebook and leave them alone. 

This happened less then an hour after my mother made the claim that a woman of the same short haired blond description, assaulted her and my father at an ATM machine, the blond woman claiming to my mother to be my father's girlfriend, my father claiming he never saw her before. 

All this happened on April 10, 2022, the 7 year anniversary of the murder of my foster children, and the blond woman who was here in my driveway after the ATM attack was bragging the anniversary is why she is instigating the fighting between my parents. 

I did not see the ATM attack, so, I do not know what happened other then what my mother and father are saying. 

I did however see her here in my driveway.

She does not live here. She's shows up in a silver pick-up truck driven by a small skinny blonde man. No one here at this building knows who she is.

There is another blonde woman, older sometimes with her. I do recognize the older woman. She's one of the November 14, 2013 golf club attackers. The one the others who were with her called "Claire". She looks to be in her 60s. Usually wears a blue denim button down man's worksheet as a coat. She sometimes drives a gold Volvo suv around 2004vintage, sometimes a silver Subaru suv, sometimes a mega sized white Nissan 4 door white pick-up truck, and sometimes a pine dark green pick up truck. She frequently has another older woman with her, who calls herself "Kendra" and has very, very long natural red curly hair, sometimes she wears big Janis Joplin glasses and sometimes cyberpunk cyclops lime green glasses, she frequently carries a small white poodle dog. The dog is often wearing either a purple dragon or a black skeleton costume. These 2 older women and a younger bald man are the 2013 golf club attackers who murdered my baby. This new younger blond woman and the 5 who are often with her, appear to be their relatives. The FBI believes they are part of a drug gang from Connecticut that call themselves "The Cyr Clan". According to the FBI the Cyr Clan was a gang that my uncle Bruce was involved with back in the 1960s in Boston before I was born. The FBI believes Bruce pissed them off in the early 2000s and that's what brought them up here to Maine.

The FBI believes they were after either one of Bruce's daughters or one of Bruce's sisters with both the November 2013 and April 2015 attacks.

One of Bruce's daughters also lives on Portland Ave in Old Orchard Beach and she also has a pink motor home. So there are TWO pink motor homes on the same street. This particular daughter of Bruce IS in fact a porn star. She's a pole dancer for a top less bar.

In 2016, there was another large scale attack, near duplicate to the April 10, 2015 attack. I never talk about it because it didn't happen to me. It happened to Bruce's daughter across the street from me. The attack on her family was bigger, bolder, and bloodier, than the attack on my family the previous year.

In 2017, a third similar attack happened in Biddeford to one of Bruce's sisters. Again I don't talk about it because it didn't happen to me.

Like I've said before there is A LOT MORE going on, then what you hear me talking about. I don't talk about what has happened to several of my cousins and their families both the Atwater cousins and the Murphey cousins- because it is not my place to do so. That's why you ONLY hear me talking about what directly happened to me personally and never mentioning the rest.

And I've not said everything that happened to me. A lot more has happened to me then you hear about because the FBI has specifically requested I don't talk about specific aspects of what happened to me and my children, because a lot was never released to the public, because they want to see who knows what. Certain things no one in the public should know about and knowing those things marks you as involved. This new young blonde woman KNOWS several of those things that were not released to the public and yells those things. Which means she is VERY INVOLVED with the murder of my children. 

Like I said until summer and fall of 2021 when started walking again for the first time in 9 years, I was unaware of the local gossip that was falsely accusing me of being gay, falsely accusing me of being transgender, falsely accusing me of being transvestite, falsely accusing me of being a porn star, falsely accusing me of being an Erotica author, or falsely accusing me of being an alien abduttee. 

I have lived here since 1975. You people know me. You people knew my murdered children. You people know I'm a cis female. You people know I'm not gay. I have published 138 novels and more then 2,000 short stories since 1978, and I  have sold 27k copies of every one of them to you people who come to my house and buy them in person, so you've read my books and know they are not Erotica. You people know I've been a devoted orthodox LDS Mormon my whole life, and that I've been with Ben for 37 years, so you know I'm not a porn star. 

What is wrong with you people? My family was murdered and I have spent 9 years recovering from medical hell, and I go outside for the first time in 9 years and find you people who know me have all devolved into gay hating, sex spewing, gibberish slandering gossips spreading vile, evil, malicious rumors and lies that you yourselves know to be untrue?

No wonder not a single one of you have helped my family through any of this. No wonder not a one of you ever once visited me at the hospital or my home after I got out of the hospital and couldn't go outside because I couldn't walk. 

You don't see me for 9 years because I'm bedridden and you're all to cold hearted to stop by and check in on me, and you spend that 9 years spinning wild, crazy transphobic, gay hating, sex filled lies about me?

What is wrong with you people?

You all let some stranger, who very likely IS the murderer, convince you of crazy ass slandering lies, that you people know to be untrue. 

You all ought to be ashamed of yourselves. 

Every resident of Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford, Maine,  you all ought to be ashamed of what you have spent the last 9 years doing.

This new younger blonde woman, she's the one who keeps saying my car has a suicide demon in it and yelling about Todd, saying my car caused him to die.

I don't know who she is, but she's the same one who used to show up at 27 High st, also Biddeford and scream "nasty bitch" at me and acuse me of being an Erotica author and porn star. (Which she did during several Witcher 3 livestreams on Twitch, you can see her doing it if you go back and watch my VOD). I am neither an Erotica author or a Porn star, and she had throughout 2016 to 2019 arrived at High st with 5 others, one a blond man with a silver pick-up truck, one a black man with a yellow Mitsubishi with new York plates, one a very obese woman with blond Shirley Temple sausage curls, and the other two hooded men with a navy blue Buick sedan. If you remember the Christmas Eve 2016 livestream when the gang attacked my high st apartment and screaming "transvestite freak" that's them. This that same woman who also slanders me by calling me transvestite and transgender, which I am neither. I am a cis female, I've had 7 miscarriages, and the 1 baby that made it full term was murdered November 14, 2013 by 3 people with golf clubs, who are suspected to be, these same people. 

One day when I went downstairs to get the mail on high st, a mailbox that was in the lobby and you had to go through 2 sets of doors and foyers to get to, she had her hand in the mailbox and when I came out the door she yelled "I wasn't stealing your mail" threw our mail on the ground and ran off.

She knows the Martals, (Aunt Barbara ex, uncle Paul Martal,  the one in prison for building the Boston Marathon bomb in 2013, Mike's father, those Martals) she was staying with them for a few months in 2016. Is somehow connected to Barbara (the one who wrote all those emails in 1997 pretending to be me, when I did not yet have email or internet or a computer at the time, and I had not yet heard of email and didn't even know what email was, back when Barbara wrote all those alien abduction emails about Etiole and pretending I wrote them.)

She has short straight blond hair and sometimes dyes it dark red or purple. I know she follows both me and my mom and most of the Atwaters and my 3 younger brothers (though not my 2 older brothers as the oldest is in prison and the 2nd oldest is dead) on Facebook because she keeps saying that "I read on Facebook…" when she's in my driveway.

She shows up at Walmart to yell at me sometimes, and sometimes shows up while I'm walking Mickey. She talks about Etiole and White Monkey a lot when yelling, which is strange because that's stuff Brucie and Daddy used to write in their letters to Bishop Morgan back in Cape Elizabeth in 1990s. 

I'm not the one who calls him Etiole that's always been Bruce and Barbara who did that. I know his real name and use his real name.. They don't know his real name. And my father is only one who uses the term White Monkey. The white monkey was Helen Pearlys pet back in 1970s, it had nothing to do with Etoile, I don't know why he keeps saying it does.. My father is the only one who ever makes that connection. I've never called Etiole a demon or alien, again that has always been my father, Barbara and Brucie who said the alien and demon stuff. I don't believe in aliens or demons, but they do. (Etiole if you don't know is a local elderly homeless man who has backpacked around New England since 1953, and since 1978 I let him camp on my farm in Old Orchard Beach when he's in the area. He's covered with scars from WW2 and they call him an alien and demon because of his scars. They refuse to believe he is a human, which just goes to show how absolutely stupid they are.)

In November an elderly man came over and started asking me why I was emailing him about Etiole and I'm not, I don't use email. He said he was getting over 300 emails a day about Etiole all claiming to be from me. He said there are hundreds of email addresses getting copies of this email. You remember when Barbara and Brucie used to send emails back in 1997 claiming they were from me but we didn't have computer or internet back then? I think it might be Barbara sending those emails again like she did back then. I can't think of who else could be doing it.

This sometimes blond, sometimes red hair, sometimes purple hair woman, also mentions these emails when she is in my driveway yelling at my Volvo at 409 Main street. 

FBI agent Andy Drewer has found and shut down, so far 27 Facebook accounts, all pretending to be me. He said all of them were owed by Brucie. These fake "Eelkat" accounts appear to be the source of a lot of what this blond woman says and is suspected that she may be one of the people behind writing them.

Keep in mind, Brucie is dead. He may have started those Facebook accounts, but he ain't the one writing them. He died 3years ago.

Mervin Bruce Atwater died from Covid19 on November 24, 2019.

The fact remains you ARE impeding an FBI investigation into the murder of my family, and only someone involved would have any reason to do that. ONLY someone connected to the murderer would have a motive to try to stop the FBIs investigation. That makes you an accessory to murder. You make yourself look VERY GUILTY of being involved every time you spread slanders about me, my car, or Etiole. 

Do consider that the source of your slander in all likelihood is the murderer, please tell FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 at the Portland FBI office on Middle street, the name of the person who is telling you to slander me.

And now tomorrow is Easter. 

A day when mothers take their children on Easter egg hunts.

My children are dead.

My children were murdered. 

And you people have spent the last 9 years making fun of that.

Think about THAT tomorrow when you are out on Easter egg hunts with your babies.

Think about how YOU would feel if it was YOU. How would YOU feel if it had been your baby who was murdered and this entire town was spreading bullying slanderous lies about YOU.

If you know who this blond woman is, please tell FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 at the Portland FBI office on Middle street. She is wanted for questioning about her connection to the November 14, 2013 murder of my baby and attempted murder of me, and the April 10, 2015 murder of my foster children and the September 26, 2016 hit and run attack on my car and the February 2019 vandalism to 27 High st apartment building, and the November 2021 attack on my Volvo and the March 10, 2022 attack on my Volvo and the April 10, 2022 ATM attack on my parents. 



Update April 11, 2022: Do you know who this woman is?

This woman that my mother is talking about, have any of you ever seen her? Does anyone know who she is?

It isn't that woman who keeps coming on the porch and yelling at my car is it? Do any of you know who the woman attacking my car is?

The location is 409 Main Street, the big white farmhouse Victorian on the 3way corner of Harvey Lane and Cutts street, right at the train tracks. It has 2 driveways one on Main Street and one on Harvey. There are multiple porches. It's the porch on the Main street side, that goes up the driveway alongside the abortive cedar tree hedge, where I park my painted Volvo. That porch is the one this woman shows up on. 

It's an elderly couple and mother in law who live there at that porch.  When they leave for work, this woman shows up when they are not home and stands on the porch bellowing like a fog horn screaming death threats at me, yelling crazy demon and alien slander about Etiole, making the claim of putting a bomb in the tail pipe of my car, screaming about suicide demons and evil eye curses, and yelling about someone named Todd Murphy (I don't know who that is, I get the impression he's a relative or boyfriend or ex of hers or something, but I don't any one by that name, so I don't know who he is. I don't know who she is either.) She looks to be maybe 30s to 40s aged. 

She was here again yesterday. She was bragging that she got a fight started with my mother and the Atwaters on Facebook, laughing about how easy it is to get my mother and her ex fighting and the old woman was giving her hell and telling her to get off the Atwaters Facebook and leave them alone. 

This happened less then an hour after my mother made the claim that a woman of the same short haired blond description, assaulted her and my father at an ATM machine, the blond woman claiming to my mother to be my father's girlfriend, my father claiming he never saw her before. 

All this happened on April 10, 2022, the 7 year anniversary of the murder of my foster children, and the blond woman who was here in my driveway after the ATM attack was bragging the anniversary is why she is instigating the fighting between my parents. 

I did not see the ATM attack, so, I do not know what happened other then what my mother and father are saying. 

I did however see her here in my driveway.

She's the one who keeps saying my car has a suicide demon in it and yelling about Todd, saying my car caused him to die.

I don't know who she is, but she's the same one who used to show up at 27 High st, also Biddeford and scream "nasty bitch" at me and accuses me of being an Erotica author and porn star. (Which she did during several Witcher 3 livestreams on Twitch, you can see her doing it if you go back and watch my VOD). I am neither an Erotica author or a Porn star, and she had throughout 2016 to 2019 arrived at High st with 5 others, one a blond man with a silver pick-up truck, one a black man with a yellow Mitsubishi with new York plates, one a very obese woman with blond Shirley Temple sausage curls, and the other two hooded men with a navy blue Buick sedan. If you remember the Christmas Eve 2016 livestream when the gang attacked my high st apartment and screaming "transvestite freak" that's them. This that same woman who also slanders me by calling me transvestite and transgender, which I am neither. I am a cis female, I've had 7 miscarriages, and the 1 baby that made it full term was murdered November 14, 2013 by 3 people with golf clubs, who are suspected to be, these same people. 

One day when I went downstairs to get the mail on high st, a mailbox that was in the lobby and you had to go through 2 sets of doors and foyers to get to, she had her hand in the mailbox and when I came out the door she yelled "I wasn't stealing your mail" threw our mail on the ground and ran off.

She knows the Martals, (Barbara ex, uncle Paul Martal,  the one in prison for building the Boston Marathon bomb in 2013, Mike's father, those Martals) she was staying with them for a few months in 2016. Is somehow connected to Barbara (the one who wrote all those emails in 1997 pretending to be me, when I did not yet have email or internet or a computer at the time, and I had not yet heard of email and didn't even know what email was, back when Barbara wrote all those alien abduction emails about Etiole and pretending I wrote them.)

She has short straight blond hair and sometimes dyes it dark red or purple. I know she follows both me and my mom and most of the Atwaters and my 3 younger brothers (though not my 2 older brothers as the oldest is in prison and the 2nd oldest is dead) on Facebook because she keeps saying that "I read on Facebook…" when she's in my driveway.

She shows up at Walmart to yell at me sometimes, and sometimes shows up while I'm walking Mickey. She talks about Etiole and White Monkey a lot when yelling, which is strange because that's stuff Brucie and Daddy used to write in their letters to Bishop Morgan back in Cape Elizabeth in 1990s. 

I'm not the one who calls him Etiole that's always been Bruce and Barbara who did that. I know his real name and use his real name.. They don't know his real name. And my father is only one who uses the term White Monkey. The white monkey was Helen Pearlys pet back in 1970s, it had nothing to do with Etoile, I don't know why he keeps saying it does.. My father is the only one who ever makes that connection. I've never called Etiole a demon or alien, again that has always been my father, Barbara and Brucie who said the alien and demon stuff. I don't believe in aliens or demons, but they do.

(Etiole if you don't know is a local elderly homeless man who has backpacked around New England since 1953, and since 1978 I let him camp on my farm in Old Orchard Beach when he's in the area. He's covered with scars from WW2 and they call him an alien and demon because of his scars. They refuse to believe he is a human, which just goes to show how absolutely stupid they are.)

In November an elderly man came over and started asking me why I was emailing him about Etiole and I'm not, I don't use email. He said he was getting over 300 emails a day about Etiole all claiming to be from me. He said there are hundreds of email addresses getting copies of this email. You remember when Barbara and Brucie used to send emails back in 1997 claiming they were from me but we didn't have computer or internet back then? I think it might be Barbara sending those emails again like she did back then. I can't think of who else could be doing it.

This sometimes blond, sometimes red hair, sometimes purple hair woman, also mentions these emails when she is in my driveway yelling at my Volvo at 409 Main street. 

FBI agent Andy Drewer has found and shut down, so far 27 Facebook accounts, all pretending to be me. He said all of them were owed by Brucie. These fake "Eelkat" accounts appear to be the source of a lot of what this blond woman says and is suspected that she may be one of the people behind writing them.

Due to the incident yesterday it is now also believed that she is the mystery blond woman who pretends to be my father's girlfriend and harassed my mother for no reason other then to get a laugh on watching my mother fight with my father (something they do quite violently in public places, in stores, just everywhere.)

If you know who this blond woman is, please tell FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 at the Portland FBI office on Middle street. She is wanted for questioning about her connection to the November 14, 2013 murder of my baby and attempted murder of me, and the April 10, 2015 murder of my foster children and the September 26, 2016 hit and run attack on my car and the February 2019 vandalism to 27 High st apartment building, and the November 2021 attack on my Volvo and the March 10, 2022 attack on my Volvo and the April 10, 2022 ATM attack on my parents. 



Update: April 10, 2022, big violent attack, as police and FBI expected.

Today is the 7th anniversary of the murder of my family. Remember I said to watch who does what today?... My father just beat the hell out of my mother, tried to kill her. She is right now refusing to call the police. My mother claims she caught my father with a girlfriend he's had for several years now. But near as I can tell, all he did was stop to tell some random stranger how to use the ATM machine. Note, they got divorced in 1994, my mother left my father for another man, left the other man for another man after that, and left the next man for Wayne. She's been with 2 other men (possibly more) since Wayne. She has not been a part of my father's life for 30 years, but feels the need to control his life and harass him on extreme violent levels. If he does have a girlfriend, so what? She left him 30 years ago.

Wayne died during the cat court case, the 2nd one, when he sued my mother for stealing his cats and putting them in my motorhome. Wayne's father, 8 of his cats, and then Wayne himself each died a few weeks apart all from rat poison. Wayne's daughter sued my mother claiming my mother put rat poison in their food.

The fbi believes my mother did kill Wayne and his cats and believes that's why she put his cats in my motorhome. Fbi believes my mother was one who called police April 10, 2015, expecting them to arrest me, take the motorhome, and return the cats to her. She did not expect police to take cats. All the harassment and vandalism of my mom's cars is believed by fbi to be Wayne's daughter friends and relatives and family.

My family, my children were murdered in 2 attacks, one on November 14, 2013 and one on April 10, 2015, both attacks are believed by the FBI to have been attacks that were intended on my mother and the people hired mixed me and her up.

April 10, is my mother's father's birthday by the way, David Henry Atwater, it's WHY she does everything she does, all her wild crazy vandalisms to people on April 10 every year since the 1950s.


April 6, 2022 update, as the attacks on my family and property continue and now more people are in the hospital

Daddy has sepsis and they keeping him in hospital for a few days.

Sepsis is very bad.

That's what I had.

You can die a few hours after it sets in if not treated.

When I was in the hospital in 2014.

That's why I was in the hospital.

I had surgery for it in march 2015.

That was the surgery on my arm.

Sepsis was in a major artery in left arm to heart. 

Side effect from when I was in hospital November 2013 when I was in wheelchair and February 2014 when I was on crutches relearning how to walk. Doctors was focused on my hip and not my spine. They didn't find the source of infection until until the mri in June 2016. 

Sepsis is why I can't walk without cane and why my lungs are messed up and why I have tremors and can't use my hands good anymore. Sepsis infection was so back it damaged my nerves. I was scheduled for spinal column surgery September 2016, they sent me to a neurosurgeon who was supposed to be top brain surgeon in New England and he did more mri and then canceled surgery because damage to my vertebrae (from golf club attack November 2013, which is what caused all of this, including the Sepsis and is the attack that brought the fbi here they think Mark wife did it but college had no security cameras at the bug light parking lot, they investigating Mark family, Barbara family,  and Brucie family. Charges of murdering my baby and attempted murder of me) is so bad. Shattered vertebrae bone fragments are severed into my spinal column nerve bundle at the sacroiliac joint where the hip and pelvis connect to spine. Neurosurgeon said he can't operate because of how nerve damage is, said if he removed bone fragments I would be paralyzed from neck down. But that is also when the source of Sepsis infection was found to be in my spine and not my hip, and that is when it finally went away because they were able to target the correct place to fix the infection.

Mark’s wife is the #1 suspect the FBI is watching, because, according to the FBI, this mysterious Mark guy, whom I have never met, never heard of prior to this, have never talked to, and have never seen, so I have no clue who he or his wife are… according to the FBI, he is friends with my mother, but only via her FaceBook account, where she hired him to put in a septic system, then gave him MY address in Old Orchard, while making the claim that SHE owned both MY land and MY motorhome, and when he asked for a picture of her so he would know who she was, she gave him a picture of ME, not herself.

According to FBI agent Andy Drewer THIS is the reason why the backhoe was driven over my house August 8, 2013 and why the golf club attackers attacked me on November 14, 2013.

According to the FBI, my mother was trying to get my land so she could sell it to use the money for a down payment on a house in Kennebunk and she used this Mark guy as her pawn to do it, by fighting with him on social media using “fake EelKat” accounts to convince him that he was dealing with me, even though I had never heard of him before.

According to the FBI, my mother started sending his family death threats, in the same way she is currently sending Todd Murphey’s family death threats, and that this is why Mark’s wife attacked with the golf clubs, murdering my baby and crippling my spine. According to the FBI, Mark’s wife thought she was attacking my mother and was unaware that both my mother, her sister Barbara, and her brother Bruce’s wife Doris were all impersonating me, using 27 different “fake EelKat” FaceBook accounts to scam Mark’s family about a septic system.

This was confirmed by the Old Orchard Beach police in October 2016, when Mark attacked my mother in person and was arrested by OOB police, that day. He made the claim, that she, my mother, was me, but the officers in question, Robin and Will, both know me and my mother and informed Mark that this was not me that he was fighting with, it was my mother, to which he said this was the woman he had been dealing with since June 2001 who had called herself EelKat in every correspondence. The police showed Mark pictures of me and he said he had never seen me before and had no clue who I was.

This event October 2016, is when both the police and FBI started expanding their investigation, now looking for people who were friends of my mother, her sister Barbara, and her brother Bruce, and that is when they found the identity of long time stalker and bomb builder Kendra Silvermander who turned out to be a FaceBook friend of all 3 of them.

After Mark’s gang found out October 2016 that I was NOT the person they had been fighting with online, but rather it had been my mother impersonating me, the attacks on my family stopped but the attacks on my mother’s family started February 2017 when a road grader drove 75 feet up her driveway and flattened her car. Since then this event was repeated with 3 more cars.

In August 2021, My mother and her sister began impersonating me on FaceBook and with emails, yet again, and as they had done in the past, used my friend Etiole to do it. Once again, calling him a demon and an alien and a cryptid, and once again pretending to be me, they wrote a lot of emails and started mass spam sending them to every Maine email address they could find, at a rate of sending them to several thousand people a day.

I found out about this in November 2021, after Etiole was shot, gunned down by 6 people at Rotary Park in Biddeford, Maine on November 21, 2021, by people who claimed to be from Scarborough, Maine and claimed to be the mother and in laws of some guy named Todd Murphey.

I still have no clue who Todd Murphey is, but apparently he used to work with my mother and commit suicide recently and my mother and her sister took advantage of his suicide to yet again pretend to be me, and this time, calling Etiole a suicide demon, started harassing this Todd guy’s ex wife, son, and mother on FaceBook and via emails while pretending to be me. Which caused these people to show up at my 409 Main Street/Harvey/Cutts street Biddeford apartment to vandalize my car and cut all the wires off the apartment building, not once, but twice: on Thanksgiving day 2021 and again on March 10, 2022, because these friends and family of this Todd guy are 100% convinced the nut they are dealing with on FaceBook is me, when in fact, the one they are dealing with is no me, but rather my mother yet again pretending to be me.

This is also what led to the December 2021 and January 2022 FBI raids in the Cutts Street are of Biddeford, just a few weeks ago, which led to the arrests of 8 people.

Back to sepsis…

On December 24, 2021, my mother arrived here at 409 Main street and stole my father’s 14 medications that he takes for his triple by pass, his kidney dialysis, his diabetes… and then, she took him in her car, drove to his doctor, and told his doctor, he’s not allowed to have medicine, because he has to do what she says.

He has not taken his medicine since December 24, 2021, it is today April 6, 2022, and he is struggling to stay alive.

All of this is because she is hell bent on a house in Kennebunk and doesn’t give a shit that she has caused my baby to be murdered November 14, 2013, my foster children to be murdered April 10, 2015, me to be going through a decade long medical nightmare after being crippled November 14, 2013, 5 of my cars to be destroyed including The real Cristine The World’s Most Haunted Car that Stephen King based his Cristine off of, my house -the one that was in the Thinner movie- to be driven over by a back hoe, and now my father dying in the hospital.

Death and destruction at every turn, and she doesn’t give a shit because, as she puts it: “What are we going to do about Wendy? She can’t keep that land, I need a house in Kennebunk!”

Her obsession with getting a house is utter ludicrous insanity, that needs to be stopped before anyone else dies at the hands of her fucking retarded FaceBook friends who blinding attack, vandalize, and beat up anyone and everyone on her command.

I am so fed up with her blind devotion to a fairy tale house she thinks she has to have, at the expense of the lives of everyone around her.



March 30, 2022, update on yet another attack on my family and land

Police take notice. 


Scam artists have been bringing real estate agents onto my property in attempt to illegally sell my land. They have no right or permission to be here. My land is NOT for sale. If you see them doing it, please arrest them.

These are the Scottish Travellers. They arrive here every summer, harassing my family for four decades now. They are the same ones who drove a backhoe over my house August 8, 2013. The same ones who crippled me and murdered my baby November 14, 2013 with golf clubs, leaveing me paralized with a broken spine ever since. I am cripled with a shattered spinal column since the golf club attack and am bedridden weeks to a time unable to sit up or get out of bed. I have rebuilt my house 5 times in the past 9 years, and their attempts to steal my land and sell it have been barbaric and violent, and icluded a bomb that blew up my house October 18, 2006, and most of my family is now dead, murdered at their hands. These are the same people who cut my 1964 Dodge 330 in half May 10, 2010. They arrived back here September 19, 2020 and illegally cut down most of the trees across my lawn, and arrived again November 19, 2021 and for the last 20 years they arrive every summer with a green dump truck and dump garbage on my lawn. In 2014 they left a pile of garbage 175 feet long, 30 feet wide and 12 feet tall and it cost me $12,000 to have it removed. I am crippled and elderly and there is no one to help me against their harassment.

There should NEVER be anyone other than me EelKat Wendy C Allen (with the painted Volvo) or my partner Benjamin Wildes (with the blue Honda) in my yard at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, where the ink motorhome is parked. If you see ANYONE ELSE or any other car in my yard, please call the police immediately. There is no one else who has permission to be on my land.

My land is NOT for sale, if you see real estate agents, please inform them they are being scammed and the people trying to sell my land are NOT the legal land owners.

The FBI are on the look out for them as are the local police. If you see them in my yard, please notify both the Old Orchard Beach Police Department at 207-934-4911 and FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 at the Portland FBI office on Middle street.





March 10, 2022 update on the most recent vandalism of my car

This is a copy of the letter that has been forwarded to the police departments involved. For this online edition some parts have been removed (so if you get to a place that seems like the topic changed abruptly, that is why) and the names are removed from the online version, but the version the police have, includes all the full names and contact info of all the people in question. And for those who have asked: yes, the police and FBI have talked to Etiole, they are fully aware of him, his health, his homelessness, etc.

Dear Sirs,

I feel I need to tell you what has been happening as it has gotten very much out of control the past few weeks. It's been slowly escalating for a few years and, if you look at my police record for both Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford, you will see dozens of reports for vandalism of my 1992 Volvo 240 (the painted one) at now 3 apartments in Biddeford, and vandalism of my land in Old Orchard Beach. In the past 6 months, a hyper escalation started with has become very out of control the past couple of weeks.

Last night, my car was vandalized again.  

As these events are taking place in both Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford, I'm giving this same letter to both departments, so events from both towns are listed.

I am Wendy Christine Allen of 146 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach, Maine and 409 Main Street apartment 101 Biddeford, Maine.

There appears to be someone fairly local impersonating me online, and is raising hell with a lot of local people, inciting them to do very violent physical attacks on me, my Biddeford apartment, my Old Orchard land, and my car.

It's reached the point where I can not go to the store without having my car towed home, because it gets vandalized so bad while I'm n the store shopping. EVERY TIME I go to the store. I've been at a loss to understand why this is happening. I don't know who these people are or why they are attacking. On Thanksgiving day they cut all the wires off the Biddeford apartment building so we had no internet or heat or anything for a while. There is a "redhaired" woman who shows up on the front porch to cream at my car, every time the family who lives in that apartment goes to work. She stopped a few weeks ago, because the man who lives there fell on the ice, broke his shoulder and has not gone to work since. It appears she knows that family who lives there and does not want them knowing she does this while they are not home.

A few weeks ago an old man walked up to me, asked if I was EelKat and then asked me why I kept emailing him, and I said I don't email anyone cause I don't use email. He said some days he gets over 300 emails a day from someone claiming to be EelKat.

 

We are Gypsies, and though I've lived in America my whole life, I know very little of American habits and laws or what specifically to do in this situation. We are the Gypsies who were in Stephen King's Thinner movie and my 146 Portland Ave land was one of the filming locations of the movie and, the cars in the opening scenes were our cars, one of which I still have. I mention this, because, there are two Gypsy clans, The Atwaters (Scottish Travellers) and the Cyrs (Irish Travellers) fighting over my land and the fight centres largely around the fact that it was the filming location of Stephen King's the Thinner movie.

I own the land. From the 1940s it was owned by my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen. She left it to me in her will in 1983. Unknown to me, at some point after 1983, the Atwaters had the land illegally transferred into their names -they steal land this way as a full time career and many of them have illegally deed swapped land in all 50 states in America.

In 2014, I found out they are done an illegal deed swap, when an auction group showed up on my land to sell it. Upon discovery I had been living on the land since 1975 and paying taxes on it since 1983, but my name was not on the deed, the auctioneer (and member of the OOB town hall) cancelled the auction and ordered a town hall meeting to review the situation. Upon investigation it was discovered that when the land went from my grandmother to me, my father signed as "joint witness" and then a year later, went back to the town hall to have my name removed from the deed and his put on it, even though he had no legal write to do so. After that, the record shows that every 3 to 5 years, he and my mother swapped names on the deed, sometimes his name, sometimes her name. The land changed ownership names more then 30 times between 1983 and 2013. 

Because I have severe agoraphobia, I had not set foot off of my land since the 1970s. When it came time to pay the taxes, I gave my father the money and he delivered it to the town hall, or so I thought. In 2014, I learned that in spite of my paying my taxes like clockwork, since 2006, the town hall had no record of receiving any money. It is unclear where the money went. On one hand it looks like my father spent the money and never paid the taxes. On the other hand it looks like he sometimes did pay the taxes but instead of going to the tax office he gave the money to Kathy BR in the permits office and she gave the money to a guy called JB who went to prison for embezzling $3million in OOB tax money from the town hall. JB did not work for the town hall, he was a software designers who built the online banking security for the town hall to direct deposit money to the bank, and according to the FBI the money was going to his bank account not the town hall bank account, but he was only found with $30k not $3million. I don't know the full details, I only know this part, because when we tried to find out why my land was being auctioned this is the info we were given.

In any case, at some point my dad stole my land via just walking into the town hall and asking the desk clerk to remove my name from the deed and put his name on it instead. The whole thing was done illegally and without my knowledge or permission.

There were 3 lands originally. 144, 146, and 146a. My father stole all 3 of them. 144 was auctioned off to the Collard family in 2007, even though I was still living there until 2015 without any knowledge of the auction happening. No one informed me. I've since spoken with the Collards and they were unaware of the situation. They actually bought the land legally even though it was stolen land they had bought, they were unaware the land had been stolen. Everything has been straightened out between me and the Collards, they are not part of the current problem.

My mother owns 146a, but she owns it illegally. She claims it's rightfully hers because my father gave it to her, but, he stole it from me via illegally rewriting the deed, so he had no right to give it to her.

In 2014 and 2015, all the court and legal work was done to restore 146 back to me.

The current situation is my parents are in an active attempt to remove my name off the deed again, like they had done back in 1983.

On a daily basis my mother shows up and first words out of her mouth every day is: "What are we going to do about Wendy? She can't keep that land. I need a house in Kennebunk." to my father.  She started doing this in August, originally bragging that she was going to take my land out of retaliation for my refusal to cast death curses on Chris at work. I don't know who "Chris at work" is. It was one of the names on her list of people she wants me to kill via death spell curses. I was live streaming on Twitch the day she came in yelling about "Chris at work" and my need to kill him for her, so a lot of people online heard her saying these things. I'm a YouTube gamer, I have a livestream going almost daily for 12+ hours a day, so when she comes in, #1 it's breaking and entering because I didn't let her in, and #2 she is interrupting my live streams quite regular so I have hundreds of video footage clips of her saying these things and making these threats. The day she and my father cut the cable/internet wires off my apartment building - I have that on livestream footage as well. My father cut the wires off the house while my mother was ordering him to do it. In November 2021 and again 2 days ago March 9, 2022.

They both make the claim I don't need internet, because I am as they put it "being a bad daughter" because I "won't sell your land and give me the money for a down payment, I need a down payment, you are supposed to give me the down payment money for a house, I'm your mother!"'

As for what happened to my car March 9, 2022 - my father, my father vandalized my car and tried to make it look like my brother  did it. My father stuffed the tailpipe full of McDonald's ketchup packets that he stole from the Biddeford McDonald's where my brother works, which is what caused the fuel line to blow up. I could have died. My car is now being repaired again, for the exact same thing I had to have it repaired for in November 2021. My father tried to kill me and make it look like my brother who works at McDonald's did it so my brother would be blamed. Twice. Once in November 2021 and again 2 days ago.

My father did the same thing in November, because of some guy named Todd who I supposedly convinced to kill himself via may painting a "suicide demon" on my car. There is a picture of Etiole on my car, that is what they are calling "a suicide demon"

I don't know who Todd is, but I assume the Biddeford police know as they did spend a week scrapping the thousands of exploded parts of him off all the houses around Cutts st and South st, after he jumped in front of a train November 19, 2021 at 6:27PM. I was walking my dog and saw him, he was gibbering a lot of wild nonsense stuff like: "fibbery-gibbit-beebydi-booop-bop-boop-bop-booop-beeeeeeeep!" I amused he was either very drunk or very high on drugs or both and was attempting to make train sounds while he ran up and down the train tracks. I thought nothing of it, as he did this on a daily basis all summer long, he was a homeless man who lived in the ravine by the train tressal bridge over the river, the one the police kept chasing out of the black grain building turned storage units. There were 4 people on bicycles, driving circles around him bullying him, teasing him, taunting him daily around 3AM every morning. I saw them while I was walking my dog. It appeared to be his girlfriend and her friends based on the stuff she was yelling at him. Stuff like "You run off with that whore will you! WW I showed you! I killed your dog! Hahahahahaha! I killed your cat! Hahahahaha! And you ain't never gonna see your baby again! Hahahahaha!" I know every one says he commit suicide, but I think he was just running to get away from the harassers on the bikes and was too drunk to see the train. That's certainly what it looked like to me.

THAT was not a suicide, not what I saw happen. That was a man being bullied and chased down by four harassers riding bicycles up the tracks, driving him head on into a train on purpose to try to kill him so they could laugh about it. I wouldn't call THAT a suicide.

Anyways, I didn't know his name or that my mother was best friends with him. Though I had told her about the homeless man being bullied and her response was "Why should I care? It's just a homeless man!" She changed her tune quite a lot after he got hit by the train, and found out his name. The police contacted her or something, when they were trying to find his family. I guess she knew his family on FaceBook or something.

Since his death, me, my car, and my apartment have been attacked on a near daily basis from people who are making the claim that I am online spreading rumours and lies about Todd. I kept asking them who Todd was (because at that point I did not yet know they were talking about the homeless man hit by the train - though I saw him daily for about 4 months, ever since the police kicked him out of the storage until he'd been living in and he lived under the train bridge and in Rotary Park instead - he only ever spoke to me a few times - once to pet my dog and say "they took my dog" and saying "hi" as we passed on the sidewalk. So I never knew his name. He lived in a yellow pup-tent beside the tracks for a while, but one day it was laying out there cut to ribbons by a knife or scissors.)

Even though I only knew him from saying "hi" each night as we passed each other on the sidewalk and I never knew his name until after his death, more then a dozen people have arrived in my driveway (both the Biddeford and Old Orchard addresses) to accuse me and my friend Etiole and the words painted on my Volvo of being the cause of this Todd guy's train death.

They are focusing heavily on the words on my car, which say: "Have information about the murder of my family? Call FBI @ 207-774-9322"

There is a sign in my Old Orchard driveway which says: "Have information about the murder of my children? Call FBI @ 207-774-9322"

On November 14, 2013, at Southern Maine Community College, while I was 8 months pregnant, I was attacked by 3 people with golf clubs. A man and 2 women.

There is no reason for anyone who is NOT involved in the murder of my baby, to be upset about either the sign in my yard or the sign on my car, both of which are nothing more then the FBI phone number with the request for anyone who has information to call.

I don't understand why me asking for people to help find my baby's killer, is seen by my parents as such a huge threat. The only person who who feel threatened by that would be the person who hired the golf club people - Claire, Kendra, and the bald man - who have still not yet been found/caught/identified to this day 9 years later.

Both my mother and my father keep saying and I quote "take that shit off your car, you are only trying to start trouble!" and "get that sign out of your yard, you are only trying to stir stuff up". I'm trying to find the people who murdered my baby and left me crippled for the rest of my life. I'm not doing anything wrong. I'm not trying to cause trouble. How is me asking people to help identify the murderer, me trying to start trouble?

I was paralyzed for 5 months. I had to relearn to walk. I crippled the rest of my life, and my baby is dead. No one should have to live through this type of agony. And no one who commits crimes like this should be allowed to walk free. Would you stand back and do nothing, say nothing, while a criminal like that walked free? How is my asking people to come forward with any information they know, me trying to start trouble? You tell me that!

I'm not allowed to ask for help in finding the psychopath who murdered my baby and left me crippled for the rest of my life? What kind of logic is that?

Someone out there knows the names of these people. The older blond woman they called Claire, the younger blond woman with the Shirley Temple sausage curls, the red haired woman they call Kendra, the white haired man with the green pick up truck, the bald man with the 4door white pickup truck, the new redhaired women who screams on the front porch. These people, this group, they are the ones who were wielding golf clubs and murdered my baby. They are being allowed to get away wit murder and I'll spend the rest of my life demanding justice if I have to. You tell me, how is my asking if you know who they are, don't let them kill again, tell the FBI everything you know, by painting that request on my car and a sign in my yard, me looking to start trouble? My mother's priorities are fucked up. All she cares about is money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money! 

I'm the bed ridden, crippled by multiple attacks. The November 14, 2013 golf club attack, I was almost healed from, but the June 2016 shopping cart attack at my workplace at Scarborough WalMart re opened the 2013 injury and doctors can't operate this time because of the bone shards severing my spinal column. I'm crippled for the rest of my life and no one in this family ever cared. 

Both attacks the FBI wanted to talk to my parents and they refused to talk to him both times. My baby was murdered in the first attack. I was 8 months pregnant and all any of them would do was gibberish about "rosemary baby" and say there was no baby because it was a demon because it was Etiole's. My parents and the Atwaters hate Etiole that much, that they shun the existence of my baby and act like it was never there. That's how much they hate me. That's how cruel and hate filled they are towards me. They spent the last 50 years calling me demon possessed and them saying that is WHY local people attack me and killed my baby and left me crippled for the rest of my life. 

I am in bed 15 or more hours a day, I can barely sit up, I can barely stand up long enough to cook, I have to wear adult diapers since 2013 because half my organs don't work any more because the nerves from those organs to my spine are cut off. My hands shake so bad that it takes me hours to eat a single meal. I can't go back to college, I can't go back to work. But do they care? No. Not my mother. Not my father. Neither of them give a shit. They are both too damned selfish thinking about their own greed to ever once lift a finger to help me. Daddy treats me like a fucking slave and my mother is so far out of my life shunning me because bishop kenning in Saco ward told her too that she hasn't got a clue how bad things are.

I'm not doing a damned thing to any of them. I mind my own business. I write my novels. I don't contact them. I don't talk to them. I don't talk about them.  Someone is clearly pretending to be me online and is slandering me and getting sick of it. My mother flips out about everything thing under the sun and I never have a clue what she's talking about, because I never did or said any of the things she accuses me of. And my father and the Atwaters do the same thing. Some one is out there pretending to be me to get them worked into a frenzy just to sit back and laugh while watching my mother, my father, and the Atwaters be too damned stupid to think. My mother and my father and the Atwaters are all filled with so much pure hatred for me that it takes nothing to convince them to attack me. And whoever it is posting online pretending to be me, knows that and is taking advantage of it. 

They are obsessed with my land, because my mother's father used to tell people there was $7million in gold buried on my land. Several times over the years the Atwaters have invaded bringing with them shovels, pickaxes, and construction equipment, to illegally dig up my land. They've ripped up flowers, dug up bushes, cut down trees... usually they do it while I'm gone to the store, so I come back to find my property ripped to shreds. They've been doing this on an almost yearly basis since Grammy Helen died in 1983. According to what David Henry Atwater claimed, pirates buried treasure on my land in the 1500s. There is ZERO evidence that pirates ever buried anything on my land. Later he changed the story and said that the gold plates of the Book of Mormon Part 2 were buried on my land, this time he claimed an angel from god told him. So the Atwaters have multiple excuses for why they arrive to dig everything up, but it's always that they are gold crazy and have gold fever and are convinced if they dig long enough they'll find gold on my land.

The other obsession they have with my land is a homeless man they call "Etiole". They sometimes claim he is a demon, they other times claim he is an alien, for a few years they called him a cryptid, they often say he's the Mememegwasi spirit of the Saco River Curse, a few of them say he's a watcher/fallen angel, some say he's a ghost of an Indian chief, some say he's the ghost of a French solider, some have called him a Faerie/Leprechaun/FarDarrig ... and a whole slew of other claims. Regardless of what they call him, they all adimintly refuse to believe that he is just an ordinary human, an elderly homeless man who keeps to himself and desperately wants them to leave him alone. That's all he is. He's just a homeless man who lives in the woods and wants them to leave him alone.

The Atwaters are obsessed with Etiole on severe levels and have gone to alarming levels of monstrous harassment of him through the past 50 years. Part of their obsession with him, is caused by their previously mentioned gold fever. You see, Etiole travels all over Maine, I never know where he is at any given time, but when he's in the local area, I let him camp out on my land. I've let him stay with me like this for over 40 years. In the 1980s, one of the times they arrived to dig up my land, Etiole was sleeping in my 1964 Dodge 330, and according to them, he jumped out of the car and "threw blue lighten bolts" at them causing a tornado to destroy their construction equipment. They claimed he turned into a black serpent with red eyes and 6 blue wings that was hundreds of feet long, surrounded them and killed several of them by summoning lightning bolts. . . . uhm . . . yeah. I wasn't home so I didn't see this event, of Etiole supposedly attacking them. But it's pretty clear they had some sort of massive LSD hallucination, given many of them heavily used LSD back in the 1970s and 1980s when this event happened. According to Etiole, he just jumped out of the car and ran into the swamp to hide, he didn't see any of the stuff they described.

After that they got it into their heads that I had summoned a demon (and that Etiole was said demon) to protect my secret cache of pirate gold, and their battle cry of "kill the demon" is what caused them to blow up my house with a bomb October 18, 2006, drive over my house with a backhoe August 8, 2013, beat me up with golf clubs and murder my baby November 14, 2013, cut my 1964 Dodge 330 in half May 10, 2010. All those things you have all those police reports about.

They are convinced Etiole is in my yard to keep them from my gold. The only problem is, there is no gold on my land. Etiole is not a demon, and their extreme levels of harassment are utterly insane! 

But then, when they get caught on my camera, because I'm a daily vlogger, so the camera is running all the time, them they accuse me of harassing them, because their faces showed up on my livestream. Uhm... I'm on y own land, in my own bedroom, usually a few hours into my daily livestream when they get caught in the background trespassing. That's NOT me harassing them. That's them trespassing and vandalizing, and breaking and entering while not realizing I was home and them getting caught in the act of vandalizing and trespassing.

Then they run to FaceBook and make all kinds of wild claims about me stalking them. I'm crippled. I can't even get out of bed. Every time I have them on camera, it's because they were trespassing and breaking and entering. I'm in my bedroom livestream a game on my computer and they'll be smashing out windows and get mad that it happened to be the window in line with my livestream webcam on my computer. That's NOT be stalking them. That's me laying in bed playing Witcher 3 and them breaking in.

I'm too damned sick and crippled to even attempt to do half the crazy shit my mother and my father are accusing me of. And what's worse, my father is right here in the same apartment with me. He sees me every day, he knows how bad off my health is. 

Look how much I'm bleeding all over the house every day. Massive nose bleeds that last for hours to a time, not bleeding from my nose. Just coming out of my nose. I'm so dizzy I can't sit up for weeks to a time. I faint and blackout when I try to get up to go to the bathroom. The pain in my hip and pelvis and knee and spine is so bad I can't even move my fingers to type my novels. 

And look at what they do. Do they really think I'm physically capable of doing the things they accuse me of? They are so damned self centred and paranoid. It's all I can do just to sit up and eat something, how the hell do they think I can do the stuff they accuse me of? My day is spent focusing on trying to get my leg to move so I can make a meal, I don't even have time to think about them. 

It looks more and like my mother and my father are doing this stuff on purpose to try to kill me. My father knows how bad off my heart and lungs are and how difficult it is for me to breath after just a couple of steps. His mother left that land to me in her will in 1983. He stole it, had it put into his name illegally. He's been pissed ever since her death, because she gave everything to me not him. That's been a big problem for him for the last 40 years. He raves about it alongside his ravings about going to Utah taking him off the fire department. He hates my mother because of Utah, blames her every day for losing his fire department pension. He raves about it all night long every single night. He blames me for his mother disinheriting him. He raves about that all the time too. I was only grandchild That's why she left everything to me. Including the land that he stole and put in his name. That land is rightfully mine, his mother gave it to me, and he can't stand it. He's needling my mother about the land just to spite his mother.

He's only trying to get the land away from me because he is mad that the town didn't take it. His mother wanted it to stay in the family. It had been in her family since 1530. Her family was the original settlement family of Old Orchard and my land is that spot that the first house in Old Orchard was built.  My father stopped paying taxes to spite his mother and lose the land. He said so many times. He was angry when I bought the land back from the town. He still is. He wants it out of the family because his mother wanted it in the family. That's why he's trying to turn my mother against me over the land. Because he gates his own mother that much.

Keep in mind the 4 door white truck showed up at my workplace daily. Even though I never knew ahead of time what store I would be working at. I was a retail merchandiser and stocked shelves at dozens of stores all over the state. Walmart's every where, CVS, khols, sometimes local, sometimes as far as Freeport and once in Vermont and once in Massachusetts.  I got the notice of which store to be at 15 minutes before I left. So the only person who ever knew where I was going was my father. 

And yet the 4 door white truck would also arrive ahead of me and be waiting. They didn't follow me, they got their first.

And the police caught the truck and the driver in 2017. Kathy BR owned the truck. Her son was the driver.

The smith's are my parents friends. My mother's visiting and home teachers for years.

Kathy was the district emergency dispatch for all the towns in the area, not just old Orchard. That's why none of the 911 calls went through during the attacks by the 4 door white truck. He only attacked while she was on duty. She never forwarded any of the calls so officers never were told to come help me.

That includes the November 14, 2013 golf club attack in South Portland. But the college security officer made a report even though the police never arrived. That big black officer who was head of security was on duty and him and 2 student officers from the police academy made the report.

And FBI found the data from the calls, that never got forwarded to police, that's why Kathy BR lost her job. Because she's the one who tampered with the 911 call files.

Tim and Kathy BR both, not together, individually, arriving separately, both arrived at my tent multiple times throughout the entire year of 2013, saying they were coming to speak to me on behalf of someone who wanted to remain anonymous. So I never knew who sent them. Each time they arrived all they would say was that I had to tear down "the little yellow house" as they called the shop. 

August 8, 2013 the backhoe drove over the shop while I was at work on the food truck down by the pier.

I never saw Tim or Kathy again after that. Not once. And these were people who stopped by to visit my parents daily for over 40 years. Since August 8, 2013 and the backhoe attack on my house, Kathy and Tim have gone to alarming extreme levels to avoid running into me. They just down the street, on one of the private drives, so it's difficult to avoid running into me, and we used to see them a few times a week at local grocery stores. They both, if they see me in a store, literally throw whatever they are carrying across the store and run out of the store like they have a pack of rabid wolves on their heels. It's pretty fascinating thing to see.

My cousin and next door neighbour Tim Murphy was murdered that same week, a few days before the backhoe. His body was left at the cascade Ross road crossroad. 14 days later his head was left at the Portland Ave Ross road crossroad road. His mother put up the big white cross a month later. 

Note that there were THREE 4-door white trucks, a smaller one, a larger one, and a mega-sized giant one -like a Dodge Power Wagon type only it was not a Dodge Power Wagon it was one of the look alike brands, possibly a Nissan. The owner and driver of the big-big-super sized one is still unidentified. The other 2 were both caught in 2017, Kathy BR's truck being the larger of the 2. The 3 trucks often showed up together and drive circles around me, on Rout 1/Portland Rd, while I was driving. They would slam my car from back and sides and push me off the road. Several times they did damage to the frame of my car with had to be repaired multiple times. They've done several tens of thousands in damages to my Volvo over the years. You already have a lot of the smashed up car photos on file, at both Biddeford and Old Orchard police departments, you each have more then a dozen reports for attacks on my car -though the FBI has said someone attempted to destroy several of the records with my name, at the Old Orchard police department. FBI said they arrested the officers who did that. I don't know which files were damaged or how. 

For several years/decades now, I have had multiple people trying to buy my land. The same people over and over again. Only buying my land is not what they are asking for. Rather, they claim my land is cursed and I have to sell it to break the curse. Crazy, I know, but that's what they say. The crazier part is they say that after I sell my land I have to hand the money over to them so they can use it as a down payment on a house they want to buy in Kennebunk. The people in question are my parents and they've been doing this for well over 20 years now. I've always said "no, I'm not selling my land" and left it at that.

My mother (she changes her last name often, I'm not sure which she currently uses) and my father my father both have become extreme hostile and violent the past 2 weeks, and I'm not sure what set them off, but they are hyper infuriated on my refusal to sell my land and give them the money for a down payment of a house in Kennebunk. 

I did not suspect them, all these years, because always been other people showing up and say they were contacting me on behalf of someone who wanted to remain anonymous, but now they are directly doing it themselves.

Starting in June 2001, lots of harassment started and at first, I did not suspect them, or think there was a connection. But now they are outright bragging to my face, that they are the ones behind the vandalism. Like I said, check the police records for 144, 146, 148 Portland Ave from June 2001 til current date. There have been dozens of attacks, including drive by shootings, the bombing of my house, the backhoe driving over my next house, me being beat up with golf clubs which is why I am crippled now for the rest of my life and how my baby died.

The FBI is involved. If you need more information beyond what I've written here,  FBI Agent Andy Drewer can be reached at 207-774-9322 he is at the Portland Office on Middle Street, he is in charge of the investigation, of several events, namely the 2013 Boston Marathon bombing, which my uncle Paul Martel went to prison for building the bomb and selling it to ISIS. The 2006 bombing of the house at 144 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach, Maine. My baby was murdered November 14, 2013, a backhoe drove over my house at 146 Portland August 8, 2013 that's why I'm at the Biddeford apartment right now, because we can't get Kathy BR at the town hall to get a building permit, even though she's not the one in charge of that, she takes over our application and won't let it be approved, because she claims I shouldn't be allowed to live in Old Orchard, due to my having left the Mormon church to become a Voodoo Priestess, she says that makes me a witch and I'm not allowed to apply for a house building permit on those grounds, so, it's been 9 years and I'm still without a house on my land in Old Orchard and still stuck in a Biddeford apartment.

It is a long list of a lot of things happening. I'll try to organize it all in order:

At it's start, the whole thing goes back to a homeless man who wishes to remain anonymous, so I'm not using his real name here, nor have I ever used his real name anywhere online or offline or with any conversation with any one.

He, didn't do anything wrong. Quite the contrary, all he's ever done is live in the Ross Forest and surrounding swamps and marshes along the Saco River in Pine Point, OOB, Saco, Biddeford, and probably other areas, he moves around a lot rotating where he sets up camp, something he's done since 1953. I know quite a few people have seen him and talked to him, I don't know if any police officers have ever encountered him or not. Because he is elderly and in frail health, I often let him stay on my land. He's the ONLY person who has permission to be there. Herein lays the problem: he's deformed from acid burn scars covering most of his body. Churches around the area have spent decades accusing him of being a cryptid, alien, demon, watcher, fallen angel, you name it, someone has called him some weird conspiracy. According to him, himself, he was a Jewish WW2 concentration camp survivor, who arrived in OOB with a bunch of other refugees in 1953. Because he's so deformed by his scars, he was bullied by the locals who refused to believe him a human, and that's why he fled into the forest and never set foot in society again. The problem is, the people harassing me have made up this wild conspiracy that he's a demon and I'm protecting him, and they claim they need to get me off my land in order to get to him.

This all started in 1978.

My parents (my father and my mother), uncles (12), aunts (12+), and cousins (64 at the 1970s/1980s time - more then 400 today), teased and bullied me throughout my childhood about him, but they teased and bullied everyone about everything, so I didn't think that much of their bullying back in the 1970s and 1980s when it first started happening. It was just them being the toxic bullies that they are to everyone.

It wasn't until the 1990s and 2000s that it started to become a problem. And 207 is when I first realized how big of a problem it really was.

In 1996 and 1997 Aunt aunt B sent out lots of emails to the family claiming the emails had been written by me. I did not have email, internet, or even a computer yet. She got Dickie (Richard Merlin Atwater) and David (Atwater) and Joey (Atwater -the one who lives in Australia and is wanted by the FBI for kidnapping and selling babies back in the 1980s- FBI can't arrest him until he leaves Australia -I'm not sure why- so he became a citizen. I don't know the details of what he's wanted for.) in raving warpath over it. All three of them showed up in OOB -even Joey from Australia-though I didn't know he was wanted by the FBI back than. But they arrived here in OOB to yell at me in person, because aunt B made the claim that the emails were from me, so they were all mad at me for having written them, but I never did know the contents of the emails because I didn't write them.

I did not see the emails. I didn't have access to a computer back then ad I didn't have internet until 2007 a full 11 years later. Dickie had several of them printed out and waving them around, but I never got a chance to read what they said. One of the emails was 64 pages long, and according to Dickie was all about aliens. I know nothing about aliens, so most of what he said was just gibberish nonsense to me. This was in 1996, shortly before Heaven's Gate killed 39 people in California and at the time, all 3 of those uncles, plus a few other uncles were members of Heaven's Gate, and one uncle -Mervin Bruce Atwater-made the claim to be "the leader of the Maine division of Heaven's Gate"- I don't know if he actually was a Heaven's Gate leader or not, but he maintained that he was right up until 2019, and in April 2019 he was making the claim to be following Comet Wormwood because HaleBop was the wrong one. Like I said, they were coming up with some pretty wild alien and UFO claims and I'm not sure how much of what they claimed was true.

Well, this was the first time I heard the word "Etiole" which was the nickname they had given to the homeless man who sometimes camped out on my yard. Etiole is not his name, it's always been just the word the Atwaters call him (they say it means man from the stars or alien and that it's a French word. I don't know French, aunt B is the one who knows French, so I never would have given him a French name.) Somewhere in the emails, aunt B had called the homeless man "Etiole" and "amphibious alien" and made the claim that he was an "alien grey" who had abducted me to some mother-ship.  

I have never been abducted by aliens and never made such a claim. I never heard such foolishness. But, that this point, I wasn't fully aware of what they were talking about, so I didn't yet realize they were saying that I was making the claim to have been abducted by aliens.

That's the summer they all showed up talking about Etiole and amphibious aliens and alien abduction. aunt B was the one who started all of that stuff about Etiole, who I never called Etiole. But that was how it got started...all this stuff that is happening now with the vandalism and threats going on this week March 2022.

Bruce and Dickie went to a bunch on MUFON forums from 1996 to 2007 spreading lies about me and Etiole calling him a demon and alien and claiming I was an alien abducted. I found out about what they were doing in 2007 after they'd already been doing it for 11 years. 

I don't think aunt B has ever stopped sending out emails about Etiole while pretended to be me, I think she is still doing it. I think this, because in December 2021, I was at the Biddeford library when an elderly man came over to me, asked if I was EelKat and asked me why I was sending him hundreds of emails about Etiole, and who was Etiole? I told the man I don't use email, I've never emailed anyone, I don't know what he's talking about. He says he gets over 300 emails a day about Etiole from someone claiming to be EelKat. But here's the thing: EelKat is not something I call myself. I'll explain that in a bit.

First, let's go back to 1994. Before aunt B started sending the emails out, while claiming they were written by me. My father (my father) was the one who told the Atwaters about Etiole. My father and Dickie both called him "the white monkey". 

In 1994 and 1996 Bishop Paul Morgan asked me to his office and showed me a bunch of letters, all of them signed "The White Monkey, OST". He said the letters were written to sound like I had written them but he said he'd seen my handwriting before and knew I hadn't written these. The Bishop wanted to know if I recognized the handwriting. Some had been written by my father. Others had been written by Dickie. One was written by my mom's father David Henry Atwater who died several years ago now. This was the Mormon bishop in Cape Elizabeth. This bishop had more then one hundred letters laying on his desk, and he had several boxes more around his desk. He said he received no fewer then 5 letter every day for several months, and was quite concerned for my safety as he felt the letter writers may be "mentally unhinged" and "highly dangerous" based on what he called "several homicidal rants" contained in the letters. He said he was giving the letters to Paul Peterson, at Pine Land Centre Mental Health Institute in New Gloucester, because he felt my father and my uncle Dickie should be committed due to the contents of the letters.

The letters looked physically bizarre. Each one started like a normal letter, straight across sentences, line by line, but upon reaching the end of the page, the words spiralled around the outer edge and into a circle around the page, then upside down bottom to top between the first rows.

Each letter contained codes and cryptographers, and large portions of the letters were unreadable unless you cracked the "secret code" that was included with them.

Both my father and my uncle Dickie frequently wrote in that weird spiral and zigzag of lines fashion. My father's letters were the ones that included the cryptography and hidden codes. Dickies letters were just weird spiralling but no codes to solve.

I did not read any of the letters, but the Bishop was deeply upset by them, and stated that he used to be Catholic before becoming Mormon and said that if he was still Catholic he'd recommend my father had an excorsim down, because as the Bishop put it "the white monkey letters are the closet thing I've ever seen to demon possession".

Later that same year Paul Peterson from Pine Land Centre arrived at church and asked to talk to me. He had with him, some of the White Monkey letters and like the Bishop asked me to id the handwriting.

Stake President Earnshaw (of the same church) later called me in to his office for similar letters he had also received and again the white monkey letters were written by mostly daddy and some Dickie all pretending to be me, trying to make it look like I was pretending to be Etiole. 

In total 16 Bishops and 2 stake presidents had contacted me over the years about white monkey letters, all citing they were receiving them daily. Some said members were receiving them. When I stopped attending the Mormon church, my mother's minister's at the 15 churches she was attending at the time, all started getting the letters. (At the time my mom had a belief that she had to be in church as close to 24 hours a day as possible, so she was attending week day church services at every church that had them, even though she was not a member of most of those churches. She became an atheist last I had heard and attends no churches at all anymore as far as I know.) 

My father was in and out of the hospital a lot during this time period (1991 to 1996-ish), due to the violent fights between him and my mother which included him twice being hospitalized due to blood gushing head injuries from a brick, which also included OOB police arresting my mother for beating him said brick. The psychiatrist from Pine Land Centre felt that my dad suffered serious brain damage from one of the brick beating attacks, and wanted him to press charges against my mother, but he refused. The psychiatrist said he felt that my dad's White Monkey letters was a side effect of the multiple head injuries he was hospitalized for. 

The white monkey letters stopped in 2007 when the psychiatrist at Biddeford hospital diagnosed my father as having schizophrenia and put him on psychiatric medicine. The Biddeford police have this arrest on record. We were living at Water st at the time and my father had tried to kill me and my brother Joshua and also himself. The police arrested him. He was in the psych ward for around a week, and released because of the drastic change in his personality that was caused by the medication. He was only released on the condition that he maintained the meds.

Since 2007 no one has mentioned Etiole or the white monkey, until November 19, 2021, when things (the vandalism and harassment and threats) started escalating, the week Todd Murphy died when people started showing up in Biddeford driveway yelling about Etiole and calling him a suicide demon, claiming my Volvo was demon possessed, and accusing me of driving my car around town to drive people to suicide. I don't know who these people were. The one doing most of the yelling has very unique and very identifiable hair: it's a "high fashion" stick straight bob, like what you see in Italy Runways, super stiff as a board, stick straight, like she uses a few jars of jell to get it so straight. And a weird dark-purple tinted red. Very anime cartoon looking hair. You can't mistake it. She always wears big dark glasses, and usually has a little skinny blond man with her, who appears to be her husband or boyfriend. She frequently is beating him over the head with a baby car seat, while yelling at me and my car, while standing on the front porch of our building. They don't live here, I don't know who they re or where they come from. She did it almost every day of December, and most of the last week of November 2021.

This is the first time anyone has mentioned Etiole in years.

They call him Etiole sometimes, White Monkey other times. 

I should tell you where the term "white monkey" come from.

There was a white monkey, in OOB in the 1970s. It belonged to Helen Pearly of Pine Point and was part of her "White Animal Farm" zoo that she ran, which was a little petting zoo of all albino animals. I think it shut down in the early 1980s. Most older folks of the area remember Helen Pearly and her albino zoo animals - which included an elephant, and other such animals. Well, one day the white monkey escaped and Helen Pearly was a friend of my grandmother's (Helen Ricker Allen) and Helen Pearly showed up at 146 Portland Ave (than 862 because the road was renumbers in 1982) to tell my Grammy Helen the monkey had been seen nearby and to let her know if we saw it. Well, after that me and the other neighbour kids started going out into the swamps looking for the white monkey because Helen Pearly was offering a reward for it being returned. And one day we saw it, and tried to catch it and we followed it into the swamps and we found a homeless man out there. He was sick and starving to death. 

The white monkey belonged to Helen Pearly and has nothing to do with Etiole at all. In 1978 Helen Pearly had a pet white monkey that got lost. Me and Atwater cousin Micheal and my Murphy cousin Timmy (the one whose white cross is on the Ross rd he died in 2013) saw it in the woods out back and tried to catch it. We found Etiole the same day. Etiole is a homeless man who lives behind my land in the woods. Me and Micheal and Timmy took him food. And to this day, we still do, except Michael moved away and Timmy died in 2013 so that left just me taking care of Etiole today. Etiole is very old, probably 80s or 90s today. He's very small, not much bigger than a child, maybe around 5'1"-ish. He's covered with acid burns, scars, and tattoos. He has extreme PTSD and is terrified of the sight of people. He's very skittish, almost mute, speaks mostly with his hands, and run terrified from any people who try to get near him. The only reason he didn't run the day we found him, was because he was very sick, probably pneumonia or something like that. Had we children not found him and taken him food for the next several weeks, he probably would have died that same summer. He must have been in his 50s or 60s back then in 1978.

We told the adults about him, and they went to find him, but, they found some plants instead out there in the swamp, and my mom called the police, and the OOB police called the state police, and the state police called the FBI and the entire rest of the week was lots of police digging up lots of plants. Adam and the Babe, were 2 police officers who were left to stand watch over us children while every one else hauled out the plants. News reporters showed up and the news stations called it "Maine's largest drug raid". I don't know what drug plants look like so I don't know what kind of drugs they were. According the the FBI agents who talked to use kids (we were all 5 to 10 years old at the time) a "bad name named Bryan Cyr put those bad plants in the swamp". The FBI agents said they had been looking for Bryan Cyr and his Cyr Clan from Connecticut for several years and wanted to know had we seen him.  We had not, though we did see him about a year later when the big shoot out happened at 142 Portland Ave in front of the Dome house - the day the dome house blue up because Anne Cyr set fire to the meth lab inside- I saw her poured 3 gas cans on the house then throw several matches. Bryan fled in a robin egg blue micro-mini pick up truck, screaming that the meth lab was gonna blow. The whole house went up like a mushroom cloud. It's the only time I ever saw the Cyr Clan.) 

Adam and the Babe went with us kids to look for the sick homeless man/Etiole as he's now called by locals, but he was gone by then, because it had been 5 or 6 or more hours since the adults found the plants. The 2 police officers looked all over the forest for him, and stopped when they found a human leg bone in the Bachelder Brooke and took that with them and left to join the other officers. (144, 146, and 148 Portland Ave and the swamps and forest behind it is a massive Native American grave - there are at least 500 graves, that back in the 1970s all still had markers, most of the dates are 1400s to 1500, but in the mid 1980s someone stole most all of the slate grave markers, so they are unmarked today. I assume the leg bone was from one of those graves - human bones wash up out of the ground all the time on these sections of land because there are just so many Native American graves all over the place here, on my land and the lands abutting me. It's why the Powder Horn campground can't expand any closer to my land - they hit Native American graves last time they expanded the campground.)

So, because they got sidetracked by all the drug plants and all the police everywhere for the rest of the week, the adults never saw the homeless man or the white monkey as both had been scared off by the huge crowd of drug raid crews.

For some reason because we found him while looking for Helen Pearly white monkey my father and the Atwaters got it in their heads that Etiole was a demon alien shape shifter who turned into a white monkey to lure me and Micheal into the woods. And that's how their stupid ass alien and demon rumours got started.

I should point out, her family, The Atwaters, are the Scottish Traveller Gypsies, aka as The Scottish Mafia by several white Americans, her brothers Bruce and David and several of Davids adult children, grandchildren, and great grand children call themselves Scottish Mafia  and act every bit fitting on that title, which is both why the FBI is investigating and why I have nothing to do with them.

Right after the June attack on her car, a large group of Irish Travellers showed up from the Carilinas and Tennessee and were setting up squatting camps all around the area, The had set up a large camp on BB street behind my Main st/Cutts St apartment in Biddeford, setting up in the big chain link fenced yard on the corner (which is why the owners have since roped the land off.) I didn't think anything of it at first, because the Irish Travellers show up in Southern Maine every year for decades now, so there's nothing unusual about seeing them setting up camps on any space they can find, you see it every year. Usually they camp on the cow farms in Dayton/Buxton/North Saco area, so seeing them in Biddeford was a bit strange.

I point this out because the week they arrived on BB, my mother and her Atwater siblings and their families flipped out big time. They put heavy focus on "the brown house on the corner and the chain link fence yard across the street" and laid out to harassing the landlords of those two locations. They had a list of around 100 addresses in Biddeford, Cape Elizabeth, and many other places included Rhode Island and Connecticut. I saw the list because my mother showed up at my yard waving it around and demanding I help her and the Atwaters stage an attack on the Irish Travellers, whom she claimed was family of the man in the green truck with the 2x4 attack on her car.

A war between the Scottish Travellers/Scottish Mafia/The Atwaters and the Irish Travellers -which include The Cry Clan drug gang from Connecticut - the one the FBI is here looking for-, is the last thing I want to get involved in. Those same two clans are the ones who did the 4-5-8 shoot out back in the 1970s/1980s, when they blew up the dome house at 142 Portland Ave. They were armed to the teeth with truck loads and school bus loads of illegal military guns back in the 4-5-8 shoot out and I don't want to see what kind of weaponry that same group lugs around now 40 years later.

I am a Voodoo Priestess. Voodoo is also known as Folk Catholicism. It is a branch of the Catholic Church. Voodoo is a Christian religion, that focuses on reverence the ancestors. Hollywood Horror movies have slandered our religion to such an extent that the average person thinks Voodoo is dark magic, death spells, curses, and voodoo dolls. Those are all things that exist only in Hollywood and do not exist in real world Voodoo. The problem is made worse, when teens and young adults, not knowing the actual religion, call themselves Voodoo while practising things they see in movies.  While the older generations of Gypsies and Travellers know the difference, younger generation have fallen far from the old traditions, especially the old religion, and sadly, even among Gypsies and Travellers today, many in the age group of 60 years old and younger, only know Voodoo from Horror movies and not from their grandmother's actual practice.

I say this because my mother and her Atwaters wanted me to join then as a "figure head" for their cause. They specifically demanding I summon demons, make voodoo dolls, cast curses, and use magic to kill the list of people living at the addresses on the list they had. In short they attempted to hire me to be a quasi-hit-man for them.

When I explained to them that this is not what Voodoo is about, Voodoo is peaceful, non-violent, we shun weapons and hurtful acts of all types, they lashed out at Etiole -who was not here, it was just me they were yelling at, yelling about him. My mother called Etiole a demon, said he was my familiar, said "I know you work with demons, you can't lie to me" and "you cast death curses on people all the time you lying little bitch, you just won't do it for me because you want to spite your mother, after all I do for you!

I made a Twitch livestream video that same day, telling what was going on and what I feared was about to happen, because I have seen these same two Gypsy clans go to war with each other before.

Well, I have too much to deal with with my health. I'm bedridden 15+ hours a day, so I do nothing but play video games and write novels and edit novels, ALL of which I do on livestream - yes, I livestream for 12 to 15, sometimes 19 hours each and every single day, and I have 92TB of hard drive full of that video footage all the way back to 2015 - I have every minute of every day of my life not only live streamed on Twitch, but I have ALL the video footage files, which mean I have footage of all the attacks, all the yelling at my car, all the demanding I cast death spells, all the trying to hire me as a hit man - all of it. I have over 15k hours of video footage. And because most of the attacks happened during a livestream, there are also hundreds of witness online who saw and heard the attacks and threats already, seeing and hearing them as they were happening.

Going back to the suspecting someone is impersonating me... My mother makes the claim that it is her right to cut the wires off my Biddeford apartment building, because she claims I've put her name, address, and where she goes online. I've never put her address or name or where she goes on the internet. Don't know what she's talking about. I gave her the FBI contact info and told her that if she actually is seeing "me" posting this stuff she claims I'm posting online, then she needs to forward that stuff to the FBI because it's someone impersonating me, and that was one of the things the FBI has suspected was happening so they are actively looking for that kind of stuff. They are trying to get to the bottom of who it is spreading these wild, crazy ass rumours and lies, both doing it in my name and doing it about me.

They've already located a shut down a few dozen impersonation of me, social network accounts, and so far, to date, all of them have belonged to just one person: my mother's brother Mervin Bruce Atwater. Well, it makes sense that HE would know her home address and where she goes, seeing how, for the past decade they were kind of joined at the hip and did everything together. Yeah, of course he knows where she lives and what car she drives and where she goes. 

Also, I never went to school, she did not allow it, There were several legal/court battles between my mom and the OOB school and the state of Maine ad the department of education throughout the 1980s, over the fact that she was actively refusing to allow me to attend school. So I never learned to do math or numbers. I don't know how to count or do money or any stuff like that. And numbers don't register in my head for some reason. People will tell me a phone number or home address and 5 seconds later my mind is blank on the numbers. I can't remember them. That's why when something like an attack happens I write down the tie and date immediately and keep it on a chart - I have a list, day by day, all times and dates of every attack since June 2001. I wouldn't be able to remember what happened when if I didn't keep a list like that.

Well, my mother knows all of this, so she knows even if she had told me her address, which she didn't, I wouldn't have remembered it long enough to even write it down.

In June 2021, I found out she moved, because I was walking my dog -we walk 3 to 4 miles a day, all over Biddeford, Old Orchard, and Scarborough, because I am trying to rebuild my leg muscles after having been bedridden since 2013, with only minimal movement- Doctors said I would never walk again and I aim to prove them wrong and well I have, because I am at least walking enough to walk my dog each day, but it is very difficult, and every step I take feels like a sword stabbing up my right leg and into my spine, because of the nerve damage. It is why I walk so slow and limp so bad, because it hurts terrible to step down.

Well, one day I was walking my dog and all of a sudden, there's my mother, telling me that I'm standing in front of her house and I was surprised, because last I knew she lived several miles away. I had no clue she lived 2 streets over from me and that she had done so for 3 years!

I don't know how she expects me to even know where she goes considering I've had no contact with her in almost a decade now, not since the stunt she pulled April 10, 2015 when she broke into my motorhome, filled it with feces, and then locked her 13 cats in it to frame me for animal abuse. She did not expect the Old Orchard Beach police to arrive and confiscate her cats and then not give them back to her and she has been in a social media battle with several animal shelters, veterinarians, animal control officers, and police officers ever since. Most of her harassment of these people has been targeted at former OOB town hall worker DF  and OOB police officer WW , both of whom she has been harassing on FaceBook for the past 7 years. You can ask DF  and WW  and their family and friends on FaceBook, how bad it has gotten. In recent months she added a new person to her FaceBook harassment, I don't know their name, just that it's the ex-wife and 15 year old son of someone named Todd Murphy who recently died from being hit by a train in front of my Biddeford apartment on Nov 19, 2021. Sometimes she says his death was a suicide, other times she says he was murdered and thrown in front of the train. I don't know which it is, I didn't know him, and only have her word for any of it.

In her mind, the way the whole thing was supposed to happen was: you police were supposed to confiscate my motorhome and she would take her cats and go home. 

What actually happened was: you police confiscated her cats, and I kept my motorhome.

She has spent the last 7 years harassing every pet shelter and rescue in New England, trying to find the cats.

In answer to questions about the cats from April 2015—those were cats belonging to Wayne Whitten of Biddeford, Maine. I was never able to talk about it because of the court case going on between Wayne's family and the Atwaters.

To make matters even worse, the cats were not hers, either. Rather, they belonged to Wayne Whitten and his daughter. My mother had stolen the cats from Wayne, in an act of retaliation, after Wayne refused to hand over to her, his father, William's land.

If you do not know, there are several polygamists in my family, all on the Atwater side. My mother is one of them. Wayne Whitten is one of her many Husbands, and therefore Wayne Whitten is also my stepfather.

In May 2010, my mother took a chainsaw to my 1964 Dodge 330. But it was not the ONLY car she attacked that week. Two days earlier, she took a chainsaw to Wayne's black 1970s vintage Dodge. AFTER, she locked her Old English sheepdog in the trunk and left it there for 6 months, and then tried to say that Wayne killed her dog, when in fact, she had.

Many people in Biddeford, Maine knew Wayne Whitten and his father William Whitten, and both men were known for the wild tales of Wayne's 5th wife, Jeannie, who daily beat him, gathered her older brothers to beat him, and hospitalized him several times, multiple times nearly killing him. That wife is also my mother.

Unfortunately for Wayne Whitten, no one would believe him about how violent and psychotically deranged his wife was and in the space of only a few weeks, his father, then his cats, and then Wayne himself all died. Because of the violent nature of Wayne's death, details were withheld from the public.

Three cats—the white cat Old Lady, and the 2 tabby's Trouble and Sassy, were already dead before the police arrived, and all three were diagnosed as having been force-fed rat poison. This is why, even though my mother put 13 cats in my motorhome, the police only took 10 cats.

Wayne's father, William, owned the cape house next door to Ben's Flooring in Biddeford, behind Walmart. In his 90s, with his health failing, my mother arrived demanding William sell his house and give her the money for a down payment on a mansion in Kennebunk. The exact same demands she is now making at me, these 7 years later. She did this to William Whitten in 2015, and Wayne's daughter to this day maintains that my mother's threats, demands, and harassment were the major contributing factors of William's death.

My mother took the Whitten cats, intending to hold them hostage, until William sold his house and gave her the money. This was why she hid the cats in my motorhome. This is also why when the police showed up asking about the cats, I had no clue what they were talking about and let them search the motorhome telling them there were no cats in it. My mother broke into my motorhome and hid the cats in there, apparently 3 days earlier, and I was unaware she had done this so was unaware the cats were there.

This is also why, when police officer Will Watson asked how many cats there were and what their names were, why I did not know how many cats there were and only knew the names of a couple of the cats that I had heard Wayne talk about.

William Whitten died while the cat fiasco was going on.

Wayne, realizing what my mother had done to his cats, tried to get them back, but he died a few weeks later.

Wayne, his father, and his cats all died a few weeks apart from each other.

My mother went around triumphantly bragging that she had gotten Wayne's father's land, via being Wayne's wife, and set about to the process of buying the house in Kennebunk. And got slapped with a reality check when the two wills got read and both William and Wayne had left everything they had to Wayne's daughter.

In raging inferno, my mom lashed out at Wayne's daughter, and a lawsuit happened, with Wayne's daughter charging my mother with kidnapping the cats, and using rat poison to slowly poison Wayne. A massive Facebook war happened between the Whittens and the Atwaters as my mother got her Atwater thugs involved, and the Whitten's fled in terror once they realized the rumours that my mother was part of the Scottish Mafia, was in fact, very, very, very true.

To this day, the remains of Wayne Whitten's surviving family live in mortal terror, daily vandalism, and barbaric levels of harassment at the hands of my mother, and her brothers Bruce and David and David's sons and grandsons.

More details of what happened can be found here: Amphibious Aliens: https://www.eelkat.com/AmphibiousAliens.html

And no, for the people who are confused, Amphibious Aliens has nothing to do with aliens. It is about a homeless man whom my mother and her brother Bruce, over hyper focused on, and together my mother and Bruce created an elaborate alien abduction and demon possession hoax, so they could try to scam several dozen locals out of their houses.

This cat stealing, house stealing scam is something they have been doing to people all over Southern Maine since BEFORE I was even born. The earliest known attempt at this house stealing scam dates back to their father David Henry Atwater and a house he stole in the 1930s in Rumford Maine. At the time, my grandfather used the hoax of an angel from heaven coming down and telling him to take the Rumford farm. And at the time, my grandfather was a transport driver for Honey Fizt's ACTUAL Boston Mafia, which is WHY, the Atwaters make the claim to be the Scottish Mafia. Their claim is that because they are Scottish, and their father worked for Honey Fitz that they are Mafia. But the Atwaters are neither Scottish nor Mafia, both claims are outright lies that are nothing more than part of the scam they run.

As can be seen with BOTH what she has spent the past 5 decades doing to Etiole and what she is currently doing to Todd Murphy's family on and off FaceBook, you can see how much my mother hyper focuses on homeless people and abusing their friends and relatives and using the homeless person's homelessness as excuses for the scams she runs.

That she spent decades running a land stealing scam in Etiole's name, and now is running another land stealing scam in Todd Murphey's name is utterly deplorable.

And you people who wonder WHY I've not had contact with my mother in 30 years, WHY I shun her. WHY I hate her and her Atwater thugs so much... you are right now witnessing it live as they do it all over again, this time taking advantage of the pain and suffering of Todd Murphy's family to try to steal land from people in the name of a homeless man who was killed by a train.

I am thoroughly and utterly disgusted with my mother's vile abuse of the Murphy family and what she is doing in the name of a dead man.

I've said it thousands of times before and I'll say it again: The Atwaters are scum.

The Atwaters devote their lives to abusing homeless people and the families of those homeless people, just so they can run their filthy scams, and I’m fucking sick of the Atwaters and their filth.


She has had several retaliation attacks happen to her, done by family and friends of the people she's harassing on FaceBook. the retaliation attacks included a Biddeford Public Works road grader being driven into her yard and over her car in 2017. Two additional attacks on her next car, the following year. And in June 2021 a man driving a green pick up truck drove into her yard and beat her car with a 2by4. (Note, I did not witness any of these attacks on her cars and only have her word on what happened.)

All of these people she is fighting with on FaceBook, I don't know, they are people she knows and they are not on my FaceBook and I blocked her and all the Atwaters from my FaceBook back in May 2015, when her and her nieces and nephews and siblings were posting death threats on my FB profile. One cousin cousin name, posted pictures of herself carrying a machine gun (not automatic rifle - but a machine gun - the big type you put on a tripod and have a belt full of hundreds of bullets slung over your shoulder- similar to a gatland gun but not as big, though she had pictures of her gatland gun too that she was also posting on my FB) She'd write under the pictures "This is the gun I'm going to shoot you with"... her husband was one of the guys arrested after the Jan 6 attack, by the way - the guy in Florida with the Nancy something's ( forget her last name, I think it began with a P? I don't know American politics, I find it all confusing so I'm not sure who the Nancy woman was). He stole her pulpit and  he was posting pictures of him stealing on FB. Her mom is aunt L, and she and he were among the 23 cousins that the FBI has been trying to find because they supplied a lot of the guns for the Jan 6th attack, according to posts they made on FB. I don't know, I never saw any such posts because I have them all blocked n FB since 2015. Her brother cousin name was also posting pictures of him carrying guns and writing death threats underneath on my FB wall. His messages said: "I'm an ordained Aaronic Priest and god has given me permission to blow your brains out with this gun". cousin name and cousin name are 2 of David and aunt L's 15 adult kids -all are 40 to 60+ years old. David is my mom's oldest brother, he's in his 80s. He is very violent, there has never been an occasion of him arriving on my land in Old Orchard, that did not involve his trying to kill me, usually by strangling me. He is the most violent of all the uncles. Several times while he's been here he beat up his adult kids by hitting them in the face with weights off of dumbells. 

Most of the Atwater men are retired Marines, and all of them are over 6'2" the tallest, is 7'3". These guys are HUGE and are all weightlifters. You don't want to cross one of the Atwater uncles, they are former Marines trained in weaponless combat. David runs a compound in Palmyra.. . and you might have just seen his crew in the news - they were doing a squatter's rights takeover of that big mansion next door to Stephen King in Bangor and somehow the place caught fire. The news reports didn't mention Stephen King and went out of their way to get camera angles that kept King's house out of the news, but I'm as familiar with Bangor streets as I am Old Orchard and Biddeford streets, so I recognized which house it was on the news, that got attacked by the squatters doing a take over war. 

My uncle and his kids are trying to confiscate the land all around Stephen King - they say they have the right to because no one was ever paid any money for being in The Thinner movie. That happened about 2 weeks ago, the news did not list the squatters name, but like I said, it's my uncle and his crew, they been focusing on the 20 or so houses around King's big red Victorian, for over a decade now. They tried to get me to help them do it, that's how I found out. They made the claim that because I'm an author I should be able to reason with Stephen King and convince him to hand over his red Victorian house in exchange for his never paying them for being in The Thinner. I told them to get lost and burn in hell. Just because I'm an author and King's film crew filmed a part of Thinner on my land in Old Orchard doesn't mean I know King himself, I never even met him, and them being obsessed with stealing land from people is just out of control. 

The whole Atwater clan does this. They don't see anything wrong with moving in, setting up camp, and driving the rightful land owners off their land at gunpoint.

They act like it's a family tradition to steal land from people, via squatting, harassment, corrosion, death threats, and outright just forging deeds and switching the files, like they did with my land.

And that's the issue we have going on right now. My mother has gone on a psych crazed warpath vendetta of taking my land or else, and or else so far has included her twice now having my father shove things up the tailpipe of my car, both times doing lots of damage t the car when I started the engine and everything inside blew up because of the fuel line blocked. And twice now - each time the same day as attacking my Volvo cutting the wires off the Biddeford apartment as well, in the same driveway where the car was parked.

Both times they admitted to doing it and both times used the justification that I deserved it because I was refusing to sell my land and give my mother the money to buy a house in Kennebunk. She says she has to move to Kennebunk to "get away from the niggars invading Maine, Kennebunk is all white they don't allow no niggars". She's very crude and vulgar and has an extreme hatred for black people and hangs around online with some group that calls itself "the workers of iniquity" which claims to be "a branch of the Ku Klux Klan because the original Ku Klux Klan is not strict enough".

Throughout 2016 people wearing KKK-like white robes and hood showed up in Old Orchard to make threats about my land. Back then I was unaware that my mother was friends with such a group. The robes are NOT KKK robes, the KKK robes are very distinctive, covered with fancy bead work and embroidery, and are not white, but are usually green or red or blue or yellow. It's a Hollywood myth that the KKK wears white, and that's how you can tell REAL KKK from fake wannabe's pretending to be KKK. Real KKK is not wearing white sheets and white pillowcases. The real KKK is a church that is organized similar to Catholic church and all their robes mean specific ranks, also they don't wear hood, they wear mitre hats like the pope does, and have a veil mask over their eyes. So its pretty easy to identify real KKK from fakers in white sheets, and the people showing up in my yard were not real KKK, they were fakers literally wrapped in white bed sheets with pillow cases over their heads. 

Well, various white-power groups show up in the area, that's nothing unusual. Neo-Nazi, Sovereign Citizens, ect. They've always been around Maine, so much so that there are KKK and white power history museums in Maine -one is in Saco. So, I didn't think much of the white hood idiots in my yard. We are Gypsies, white hooded idiots are a part of our non-white life.

Well, here's the thing: we are not white. My mother's mother was not a Gypsy. Eva Viola Little John Dyer Atwater was half Kickapoo Native American and half black. He mother was 100% Native America. Her father 100% black. My mom is 1/4 black, 1/4 Native American, and 1/2 Gypsy of Roumania/Arabian/Middle Eastern descent. There is not one drop of white blood in her. Which is why I was surprised to hear her say: "I gotta move to Kennebunk to get away from the niggars invading Maine, Kennebunk is all white they don't allow no niggars". Yes, Kennebunk is all white, and look at the news, the black school teach who lives in Old Orchard Beach and worked at Kennebunk schools is daily bombarded with swastika painted on her car while she's teaching class. I can't drive my Volvo down main street Kennebunk with out getting pelted with rocks and crowds running off the sidewalks screaming "death to Gypsy scum!" It's dangerous t drive through Kennebunk and not be white -they pull us coloured folks out of cars if we get stopped at a red light. Kennebunk is legendary for being the most white power town in the state of Maine.

One has only to look up the international news reports of the 10 year old school children dragging their black teacher into the streets and almost beating her to death -in 2020. That happened barely a year ago. Kennebunk is the most hostile anti-black town in America and they are proud of it, brag about it, and since the BLM stuff of 2020, Kennebunk has gotten ten times worse. And, she's been seeing all that in the news and wants to live there, and I'm not sure why, because like I said,  my mom is 1/4 black, 1/4 Native American, and 1/2 Gypsy of Roumania/Arabian/Middle Eastern descent and if she tries to buy a house there, and they find out she has black blood, they'll kill her. But she's all hyped up on a white power kick and wants to join Kennebunk's anti-black movement, and... I... I just don't understand it and I'm sure if that's actual why she wants to go thee or not.

There was a court case about the cats (3 different ones because the town hall dropped the case after evidence proved the cats were not mine and my mother had snuck them in my motorhome a few days earlier to try to frame me and then some MB guy crawled out of the woodwork to reopen the case a month later), which, for some reason was in my name, not her name, because the motorhome was mine, even though the cats were hers. Weirdly, half way through the court case the town hall dropped the case and some guy named MB Bureau took over it instead. Thing is, I don't know who this MB guy is. He's not anyone I have ever even met before and he was not at the court so I didn't meet him there either. He came in with lots of wild accusations about me harassing him, even though I had no clue who he was and had never heard of him before. MB's lawyer took photo copies of a conversation on Twitter between me and JB (the guy the FBI arrested for embezzling $30k out of the OOB town hall bank account - $3million in OOB tax money went missing, the rest was never found as far as I know. The Twitter conversation was this JB sending me death threats because he had just been released from prison, and he was claiming I had put him there, even though I didn't know him or that he'd been in prison or that he had stolen money from OOB town hall. According to FBI, JB was a church friend of my mother's and he and town manager Jim Thomas, had been Bishopric counsellors to Mormon Church Bishop DK and the 3 of them and several others from the Saco LDS church had taken over the OOB town hall in around 2010 and embezzled $3million in town taxes. Apparently my Uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater, Richard Merlin Atwater, and aunt B had been involved, been involved and they had used fake social media accounts in my name to contact JB so he thought I knew him, that's why he contacted me on my real account after getting out of prison. I don't know the details I only know the small bit of info the FBI told me to let me know why this JB guy was contacting me.) For some reason, this MB guy, said the Twitter conversation with this Joel guy was about him. 

And apparently according to the FBI, this MB guy owns the old abandoned logging road across the street from me, which is numbered as 139 Portland Ave. I don't know, that road has been abandoned at least since the 1970s, I had no idea any one lived down there, but FBI says this MB guy does. I've been at 146 since 1975, and I've never see any one live there. FBI says there is another driveway on a different side that they probably use. Any ways, for some odd reason this MB guy took over the court case with the cats, only he suddenly said it was about me being transgender (but I'm not transgender, so I don't know why he said I was) His lawyer came into court saying I was a man pretending to be a woman, and here's where it got really weird, the lawyer copied what he SAID was an "About Me" page off of my website (eelkat.com) only what he copied was the about page for the main character of the novel series I write (I'm the author of 138 published novels). The series is about a male Elf who is possessed by a female parasitic alien jellyfish. So it's a female jellyfish wearing the body of a dead male Elf like a coat and passing herself off as him.

Well, this lawyer (Gene Libby) for this MB guy is waving THAT fictional character profile around in court, saying it was my personal about me page, and making the claim that I was a male to female transvestite who believed I was an Elf... and here's the kicker... his whole spiel was trying to convince the judge that I was insane so this MB guy could confiscate my land at 146 Portland Ave! It was the most bizarre thing, and the judge thought so too, because the judge tossed the whole thing out of court because the charges this MB guy had against me were so oddball off the wall nut job ridiculous. But the thing was, again, it was someone making wild claims that I had to hand them over my land, which is what keeps happening with every one of these weird attacks. And always, like both these 2 guys: JB and MB Bureau they are creepy ass strangers who crawl out of the woodwork, people I've never heard of before, making claims to being my friend (JB made the claim he was my best friend and said we talked all the time on FaceBook, but he wasn't on my FB and I'd never heard of him before. While MB Bureau in his court papers made the claim to be one of my uncles -he is not-and)

aunt B and aunt L of Bangor used to be putting stuff online about me and my brothers and JB would get it from aunt B and aunt L and forward it every where. This was in 2010 era, but I did not see the posts, because none of them is a FaceBook friend of me. The FBI however said they saw a lot of the posts, these people made, including several death threats. Seems likely something like that is happening again given the way people keep showing up here at the Biddeford apartment when no one even knew I was here.

I met aunt L about 3 times during my childhood, it's been 30+ years since I last saw her, and I've never spoken with her online or offline not once in my entire life.

aunt B I meet 10 or 12 times during my childhood, and likewise it's been 30+ years since I last saw her, except for 2 times. One in 2013 she showed up at my Biddeford apartment on Water St, with some medical scam idea she had that she wanted me to help her with. She said she was working at Blue Cross/Blue Shield and had found a way to get people's insurance money because a lot of people didn't file claims; she said she was also an EMT, and she could take the records from one job to cross with the other job, to have people's insurance money forwarded to a POBox she owned. I told her I wanted nothing to do with it and to get lost. I don't know how true any of the stuff she said was. I don't know if she worked at those places or could do the scam she was claiming or not.

aunt B showed up again in 2016, at the Gazebo Park (might be named Mechanic's Park?) on the Saco River by the water treatment plant. I was there walking my dog, and my mother showed up with an uncle Peter (now deceased) who was visiting from Utah. They were having a picnic. aunt B and Bruce showed up to trash everything, steal the food, and then leave. They were yelling and screaming the whole time. They acted drunk, except I didn't think they drank. I don't know. Mormons don't drink, not usually.

So I don't know aunt B and aunt L otherwise. I know nothing about them. Have never had contact with them, have never spoken with them online or offline. So, I'm puzzled as to why they were posting things online about me in 2010, or why they were acting like they knew me, when neither of them has ever been a part of my life or know anything about me.

But, they make claims that I say and do various things that I don't say or do. The list of things they've accused me of is massive and kind of crazy and include the claims that I am a prostitute, and that I am a Mafia gang leader ... like I said, it's just wild and also very slanderous and I'm sick of it.

Back in 2019 when my mother got her car, she had it over a month before I even knew she had gotten a car. I found out she had it when she flipped out saying I was online telling people she bought a car. And it turned out is was aunt B and Brucie online telling everyone she got a car, but I had told them,  even thought I had never talked to either of them since 2013 when FBI told me cut off all contact with them

aunt B and Bruce and aunt L all 3 are constantly telling people I said things, that I never said. 

I told you people been showing up talking about Todd and claiming I said things online about him, but I don't even know who he is or what they are talking about. It almost looks like someone is online impersonating me.

A few weeks ago an old man walked up to me, asked if I was EelKat and then asked me why I kept emailing him, and I said I don't email anyone cause I don't use email. He said some days he gets over 300 emails a day from someone claiming to be EelKat 

Last time my car had this problem was same day my father cut the internet on my mom's orders. Suspicious my car has same problem again, same day internet goes off again. It went off while my mother was here

aunt B showed up at water st day after golf club attack, but I never knew how she found out , I never told anyone online about it . Her and Bruce knew about it some how before any one else.  They wanted me to use my injury to help them run a medical scam and they were pissed when I refused to. They started spreading lies about me online because of that. That was Nov 2013

aunt B and Bruce knew about the cats and DAY BEFORE it happened. aunt B posted on my FaceBook wall "the next head nailed to the door will be yours" the day before any heads were nailed to door

I think it's aunt B online saying stuff about me and my mom, because she did it before and because FBI was here asking about her going down to Washington Jan 6 attack, but I didn't yet know the Jan 6 attack had even happened. They said aunt B aunt L and 23 cousins had been down there and they FBI was trying to find them. 

Old Orchard police and Biddeford police and a detective have all shown up asking about aunt B and aunt L and 23 cousins as well. But again I don't know anything because I not had contact with them. But FBI, 2 police departments and a detective are all saying aunt B and aunt L and 23 cousins are making claims about me, in connection to bombs and ISIS .

That's how I found out Paul Martel was in prison. According to FBI agents, Paul Martel built the bombs for the 2013 Boston marathon and the 2013 bomb at South Maine Community College and put the college bomb in my class to make it look like I made the Boston bomb. That's why the FBI showed up to begin with. They were at the college investigating both bombs that happened the same day

FBI said they believed the whole thing was aunt B and Bruce idea, but Paul martial was the one who actually built the bomb and sold it to ISIS, and put the second bomb in my class at college so Paul Martel was the only one they could arrest. FBI is trying to arrest aunt B because they think she's the one behind it. They said the whole thing seems to have started because Scott went to prison for selling drugs at Scarborough downs and for some reason aunt B thinks I'm the one who turned him in, even though I've not seen or heard from Scott since he was 8 years old

FBI thinks the attack on the cats was aunt B retaliating because Paul Martel got arrested. 

When Dickie died also in 2013, after the bomb in Boston but before the golf club attackers aunt B was with him taking charge of his medicine and his official cause of death was an overdose of his medicine, with a not saying unable to determine if accident or suicide. I found out this 2 days after he died when Jacksonville County state police from Florida showed up here in Maine to interview me about where I was the day Dickie died  because when he died aunt B called 911 and told the police I had killed him. 

The FBI thinks the golf club attack was aunt B retaliating because police didn't arrest me for murdering Dickie like she had demanded they do

FBI is full focused on arresting aunt B and Bruce. There's no evidence Bruce is dead. All evidence points to him being in New Zealand. 

FBI believes Bruce faked death because FBI was moving in to close and he didn't want to take the fall for what aunt B is doing 

In 1996 and 1997 aunt B sent out lots of emails to the family claiming the emails had been written by me. I did not have email, internet, or even a computer yet. She got Dickie and David and Joey in raving warpath over it. That's the summer they all showed up talking about Etiole and amphibious aliens and alien abduction. aunt B was the one who started all of that stuff about Etiole, who I never called Etiole. Etiole is not his name, it's always been the word the Atwaters used to describe him (it means man from the stars or alien it's a French word. I don't know French, aunt B is the one who knows French, so I never would have given him a French name) Bruce and Dickie went to a bunch on MUFON forums from 1996 to 2007 spreading lies about me and Etiole calling him a demon and alien and claiming I was an alien abducted. I found out about it in 2007 after they'd already been doing it for 11 years. I don't think aunt B has ever stopped sending out emails about Etiole while pretended to be me, I think she is still doing it.

My father was the one who told the Atwaters about Etiole. My father and Dickie both called him the white monkey. In 1994 and 1996 Bishop Morgan asked me to his office and showed me a bunch of letters, all of them signed "The White Monkey, OST". He said the letters were written to sound like I had written them but he said he'd seen my handwriting before and knew I hadn't written these. He wanted to know if I recognized the handwriting. Some had been written by daddy. Others had been written by Dickie. President Earnshaw later called me in for similar letters he had received and again the white monkey letters were written by mostly daddy and some Dickie all pretending to be me, trying to make it look like I was pretending to be Etiole. In total 16 Bishops and 2 stake presidents had contacted me over the years about white monkey letters

The white monkey letters stopped in 2007 when the psychiatrist at Biddeford hospital diagnosed daddy as having schizophrenia and put him on psychiatric medicine. Since 2007 no one has mentioned Etiole or white monkey, until the week Todd died when people started showing up in Biddeford driveway yelling about Etiole and calling him a suicide demon

The white monkey belonged to Helen pearly and has nothing to do with Etiole at all. In 1978 Helen pearly had a pet white monkey that got lost. Me and cousin Micheal saw it in the woods out back and tried to catch it. We found Etiole the same day. Etiole is a homeless man who lives behind my land in the woods. Me and Micheal took him food. For some reason because we found him while looking for Helen pearly white monkey my father and the Atwaters got it in their heads that Etiole was a demon alien shape shifter who turned into a white monkey to lure me and Micheal into the woods. And that's how their stupid ass alien and demon rumours got started.

I used to let him sleep in the Dodge at night, that's why people started saying the car was haunted. They said Etiole was a demon and the car was demon possessed. My father and Bruce used to stay up all night debating what kind of demon Etiole must be and kept calling me a demon child and a witch and saying I was demon possessed and they called Etiole my familiar and said I summoned him to cast curses and death spells. Bruce believed all that stuff as actual fact and after Bruce left for the night my dad would joke about how gullible Bruce was and how easy it was to convince him demons lived in my car. From there the rumours ended up on the internet through the Heaven's Gate group, that Bruce was a member of at the time. They were a group of around 200 people who went from one UFO forum to the next spreading rumours about me and Etiole. They did that for 11 years before I found out Bruce and his UFO friends were doing it. 

I found out when people started showing up in Old Orchard with beeping equipment claiming they were here the capture Etiole while calling him an amphibious alien and EBE and calling me "EelKat Etiole's friend" I did not use the username EelKat online and none of my books about EelKat (the black bobcat) had ever been published so there was no reason for internet people to know either the name EelKat or Etiole.  I was using the username xavychup online not EelKat, that's why my email address is xavychup not EelKat. EelKat is something Grammy called me back in the 1970s because she said eels and cats were my spirit animals. I never called myself EelKat online or offline so only the Atwaters had ever heard that word before and yet in 2007, I spent the entire summer with endless people showing up in my yard at my tent and all calling me EelKat and all looking for Etiole. 

Because I was living under the tarp I had no access to internet yet so had no clue what was going on online. I went to the library and searched Etiole and EelKat to see what came up and I found tens of thousands of forum posts and interviews and articles all written by Bruce and Dickie, including interviews with Buddy Hopkins, David Mack, and David Icke. All the stuff they said was how they had this demon possessed niece who had been abducted by aliens and has brought an alien back from the mother ship with her and was now protecting him. Every one of the forum posts. Interviews and articles had my full name, my old Orchard address, my email, and my old Orchard phone number listed. That was why so many people were showing up at the tent. In 2006 to 2009. The whole thing of people calling me a Witch and saying about curses and death spells and aliens and demons was started by daddy saying that stuff to Bruce and then Bruce and Dickie spreading it online for 11 years from 1996 to 2007

I started using the name EelKat online BECAUSE my uncles had spent 11 years calling me that on MUFON forums, and when I found out about it and started contacting all the forum admins, I had to tell every one:

"I'm Wendy Christine Allen. I'm the one you all call EelKat, Etiole's friend, the REAL EelKat, friend of the REAL Etiole,  and I'm here to slap every damned one of you with protection from harassment orders. I'm tired of the slander and lies you people are spreading about me of fucking UFO websites. I'm not an alien abductee, I've never claimed to be, until this morning I didn't even know what an alien abductee was. Etiole is not an alien. Etiole is not a demon. He's a local homeless man who has a skin deformity, so he hides in the forest because people are scared of him because of what he looks like, and they beat him up and bully him. The people telling you he's an alien are my uncles, who the ring leaders behind beating him up and bullying him, and I'm quite upset to find out they've been doing it online for quite some time and I'm only just finding out about it now, because earlier this week, I had 30,000 people in my driveway, trying to catch him while screaming that he was an amphibious alien and EBE. You UFO crazies are insane, and I want you people out of my yard. My uncles are lying to you about me and Etiole and you'll idiots for believing them."

I created an EelKat username EVERYWHERE just so I could post that message to every place my uncles had posted that fucking ass alien abduction shit about me and Etiole. THAT, is why you saw me start to use the EelKat username in 2007, when I was always xavychup everywhere before that.

And that is also why I do NOT have an EelKat email.  I've had the xavychup email since 1994, I still have it. And anyone using an eelkat email to contact you isn't me, because I don't have an eelkat email. It always has been and still is xavychup.

Last I knew aunt B and Bruce and aunt L and Bruce's daughters and David's kids and grandchildren were all still continuing to spread demon and alien lies about me and Etiole and were still putting my real name and address on everything. In 2019 they were putting my old Orchard address my high street address and also my water st address even though I was no longer at water street on thousands of forum posts and Facebook posts. In 2019 they were making several hundred posts daily across all there accounts and I found 27 fake EelKat accounts owned just by Bruce himself alone. They were all things like eeelkat, ee1kat, 33lkat, etc. Slightly spell different to look like it was me, yo someone looking quick and not paying attention.  They are likely still doing it and I assume they are doing the same to my mother as well. 

Also I don't even know what mothers address is. How could I put it anywhere? I didn't even know she moved until last summer and apparently she moved a few years ago. No one ever told me she had moved. 

Just like the saying about me saying she got a car. I didn't know about the white car until she came over in it to see Mickey last may and apparently she had a few cars in between. Last car I knew was the black one. I didn't even know she had a new car, let alone more than one.

No one ever told me those things, not her or any one else so it's utterly stupid for her to think I could put her address or cars online. Only people who knew about her address and cars could put them online.

Don't forget she never even told me when Dickie or Bruce died. Both times I found out from the FBI showing up to investigate accusations that I had murdered them

I'm the bed ridden, crippled by multiple attacks. The November 14, 2013 golf club attack, I was almost healed from, but the June 2016 shopping cart attack re opened the 2013 injury and doctors can't operate this time because of the bone shards severing my spinal column. I'm crippled for the rest of my life and no one in this family ever cared. 

Both attacks the FBI wanted to talk to my parents and they refused to talk to him both times. My baby was murdered in the first attack. I was 8 months pregnant and all any of them would do was gibberish about "rosemary baby" and say there was no baby because it was a demon because it was Etiole's. My parents and the Atwaters hate Etiole that much, that they shun the existence of my baby and act like it was never there. That's how much they hate me. That's how cruel and hate filled they are towards me. They spent the last 50 years calling me demon possessed and them saying that is WHY local people attack me and killed my baby and left me crippled for the rest of my life. 

I am in bed 15 or more hours a day, I can barely sit up, I can barely stand up long enough to cook, I have to wear adult diapers since 2013 because half my organs don't work any more because the nerves from those organs to my spine are cut off. My hands shake so bad that it takes me hours to eat a single meal. I can't go back to college, I can't go back to work. But do they care? No. Not my mother. Not my father. Neither of them give a shit. They are both too damned selfish thinking about their own greed to ever once lift a finger to help me. Daddy treats me like a fucking slave and my mother is so far out of my life shunning me because bishop kenning in Saco ward told her too that she hasn't got a clue how bad things are.

I'm not doing a damned thing to any of them. I mind my own business. I write my novels. I don't contact them. I don't talk to them. I don't talk about them.  Someone is clearly pretending to be me online and is slandering me and getting sick of it. My mother flips out about everything thing under the sun and I never have a clue what she's talking about, because I never did or said any of the things she accuses me of. And my father and the Atwaters do the same thing. Some one is out there pretending to be me to get them worked into a frenzy just to sit back and laugh while watching my mother, my father, and the Atwaters be too damned stupid to think. My mother and my father and the Atwaters are all filled with so much pure hatred for me that it takes nothing to convince them to attack me. And whoever it is posting online pretending to be me, knows that and is taking advantage of it. 

I'm too damned sick and crippled to even attempt to do half the crazy shit my mother and my father are accusing me of. And what's worse, my father is right here in the same apartment with me. He sees me every day, he knows how bad off my health is. 

Look how much I'm bleeding all over the house every day. Massive nose bleeds that last for hours to a time, not bleeding from my nose. Just coming out of my nose. I'm so dizzy I can't sit up for weeks to a time. I faint and blackout when I try to get up to go to the bathroom. The pain in my hip and pelvis and knee and spine is so bad I can't even move my fingers to type my novels. 

And look at what they do. Do they really think I'm physically capable of doing the things they accuse me of? They are so damned self centred and paranoid. It's all I can do just to sit up and eat something, how the hell do they think I can do the stuff they accuse me of? My day is spent focusing on trying to get my leg to move so I can make a meal, I don't even have time to think about them. 

It looks more and like my mother and my father are doing this stuff on purpose to try to kill me. My father knows how bad off my heart and lungs are and how difficult it is for me to breath after just a couple of steps. His mother left that land to me in her will in 1983. He stole it, had it put into his name illegally. He's been pissed ever since her death, because she gave everything to me not him. That's been a big problem for him for the last 40 years. He raves about it alongside his ravings about going to Utah taking him off the fire department. He hates my mother because of Utah, blames her every day for losing his fire department pension. He raves about it all night long every single night. He blames me for his mother disinheriting him. He raves about that all the time too. I was only grandchild That's why she left everything to me. Including the land that he stole and put in his name. That land is rightfully mine, his mother gave it to me, and he can't stand it. He's needling my mother about the land just to spite his mother.

He's only trying to get the land away from me because he is mad that the town didn't take it. His mother wanted it to stay in the family. It had been in her family since 1530. Her family was the original settlement family of old Orchard and my land is that spot that the first house in Old Orchard was built.  My father stopped paying taxes to spite his mother and lose the land. He said so many times. He was angry when I bought the land back from the town. He still is. He wants it out of the family because his mother wanted it in the family. That's why he's trying to turn my mother against me over the land. Because he gates his own mother that much.

Keep in mind the 4 door white truck showed up at my workplace daily. Even though I never knew ahead of time what store I would be working at. I was a retail merchandiser and stocked shelves at dozens of stores all over the state. Walmart's every where, CVS, khols, sometimes local, sometimes as far as Freeport and once in Vermont and once in Massachusetts.  I got the notice of which store to be at 15 minutes before I left. So the only person who ever knew where I was going was my father. 

And yet the 4 door white truck would also arrive ahead of me and be waiting. They didn't follow me, they got their first.

And the police caught the truck and the driver in 2017. Kathy BR owned the truck. Her son was the driver.

The smith's are my parents friends. My mother's visiting and home teachers for years.

Kathy was the district emergency dispatch for all the towns in the area, not just old Orchard. That's why none of the 911 calls went through during the attacks by the 4 door white truck. He only attacked while she was on duty. She never forwarded any of the calls so officers never were told to come help me.

That includes the November 14, 2013 golf club attack in South Portland. But the college security officer made a report even though the police never arrived. That big black officer who was head of security was on duty and him and 2 student officers from the police academy made the report.

And FBI found the data from the calls, that never got forwarded to police, that's why Kathy BR lost her job. Because she's the one who tampered with the 911 call files.

Tim and Kathy BR both, not together, individually, arriving separately, both arrived at my tent multiple times throughout the entire year of 2013, saying they were coming to speak to me on behalf of someone who wanted to remain anonymous. So I never knew who sent them. Each time they arrived all they would say was that I had to tear down "the little yellow house" as they called the shop. 

August 8, 2013 the backhoe drove over the shop while I was at work on the food truck down by the pier.

I never saw Tim or Kathy again after that. Not once. And these were people who stopped by to visit my parents daily for over 40 years. Since August 8, 2013 and the backhoe attack on my house, Kathy and Tim have gone to alarming extreme levels to avoid running into me. They just down the street, on one of the private drives, so it's difficult to avoid running into me, and we used to see them a few times a week at local grocery stores. They both, if they see me in a store, literally throw whatever they are carrying across the store and run out of the store like they have a pack of rabid wolves on their heels. It's pretty fascinating thing to see.

My cousin and next door neighbour Tim Murphy was murdered that same week, a few days before the backhoe. His body was left at the cascade Ross road crossroad. 14 days later his head was left at the Portland Ave Ross road crossroad road. His mother put up the big white cross a month later. 

The 4 door white truck showed up a few days later. 

Tim Murphy had an identical truck. The police and FBI initially thought it was his, but his truck was later found.

Tim Murphy owned Etiole's swamp and was the one buying most of the food and supplies for Etiole. 

Tim Murphy was with me and Micheal the day we tried to catch Helen pearly white monkey and found Etiole. 

The FBI believes that Tim Murphy was killed by someone trying to frame Etiole and believes the murder was a retaliation over Tim Murphy refusing to sell the swamp land behind me. 

At the time the FBI was looking at DF Feeney as a suspect but DF Feeney's family was killed in a murder suicide and he too is now seen as someone who was being framed.

The swamp, sandpit, and pond behind me, the Murphys own that, and 3 people in their family have now died horrifically violent deaths because they, like me were protecting Etiole from the people who would kill him because they believed Bruce's demon and alien lies about Etiole. 

Look at what is being done to me. They drove a backhoe over my house and they murdered my baby and they crippled me, all days apart.

Look at what is being done to the Murphys. And they're massacring the Murphy family. Tim's death the same time as the attack on me.

And look at who screams the loudest hate for Etiole. Look WHO calls him a demon.

And look at WHO the FBI's number one suspect in all of this is.

My family laughs and jokes about this whole thing like they think it's a fucking game. People are dying and the FBI is not laughing. 

Look at WHO keeps attacking my car. Look at WHO keeps cutting the wires off the apartment. Vandalism. Harassment. Bullying. Threats. Evil people Evil things. By their fruits yea shall no them, for no good thing springs from dead wood. Those are small petty crimes, but they are still crimes. But it's far beyond petty crimes. The list of people who have been murdered is quite long now. 13 died just at the Boston marathon bombing. I'm crippled for the rest of my life, and so far, I'm the only person who was attacked who lived through an attack. Every one else they've attacked is dead. Most of them beheaded or killed in a bomb. 7 different bombs, including one in my classroom at college in 2013, two in my workplace in 2015 and 2016, the house in Old Orchard in 2006, and my doctor on Saco Ave in 2003 where the doctor the nurses and 21 patients were killed. And the FBI was on site for every one of them, and my family thinks it's funny to laugh and make jokes about all of it. Because that's they do since the day me and Micheal and Tim Murphy found Etiole

Do you realize for all the shit my parents have pulled,  they've never once apologized for anything. And you know why? Because they aren't sorry. They feel no guilt. They feel no shame. They feel no remorse. Why? Because they hate me. They always have. From the time I was old enough to walk both of them reminded me daily that I was supposed to be a boy to replace the baby boy that was born before me. That's why Grammy Helen was the one who was always with me until I was 8. And after that it was Grammy Eva. And then BW. 

Do you know how I found out Santa wasn't real? Grammy Helen died when I was 8. That year for Christmas there were no Christmas presents. There was just my parents arguing over which one of them should have lowered themselves to buy a gift for the mistake that committed the sin of not being born a boy. I remember that Christmas better than any other. Because that's when found out exactly how much my parents hated me and thought I was worthless because I was a girl.

Look at my MRI scans at the damage the foundation nail through my hip did. The mutilated bones that were shattered when I was 6 years old and no one took me to the hospital. I've walked on a broken leg for almost 50 years. 

Look at the jaw surgery I had to have when I was 42 to repair an injury done to me with a brick when I was 14. 

Look at the Gremlin, 1974 orange, obliterated by a sledgehammer. 

Look at what happened when I was awarded phi theta kappa. No one went to the award ceremony. My mother said it was stupid. My father spent the day raving calling me an educated damned fool. BW was at the temple with Rick. And people with golf clubs were waiting at my car.

Do you realize if just one single person had cared enough to be at the phi theta kappa awards my baby might not have been murdered and I might not be crippled now. 

Grammy Helen would beat my dad's ass for the shit he does to me. And Grammy Eva would be ashamed of the stuff my mother does. Neither Helen or Eva would have let them get away with the constant abuse and harassment.

As for what happened to my car March 9, 2022 - KRA vandalized my car and tried to make it look like my brother did it. KRA stuffed the tailpipe full of McDonald's ketchup packets, which is what caused the fuel line to blow up. I could have died. He tried to kill me and make it look like my brother who works at McDonald's did it so my brother would be blamed.

KRA did the same thing in November, because of some guy named Todd who I supposedly convinced to kill himself via may painting a "suicide demon" on my car. There is a picture of Etiole on my car, that is what they are calling "a suicide demon"



UPDATE: February 27, 2022:

Do not underestimate either my willingness or how far I will go to protect my murdered son's grave from being destroyed by the bastards who are the @FBI s number one suspects in having killed him. The ONLY reason that bitch is hell bent on digging up my farm is because she wants to destroy the evidence of my baby having been murdered by golf clubs.

I'm sick of my mother and my mothers shit head Atwater relatives. They won't stop focusing on the cats. They are lost in a delusional refusal to face reality and that is impeding the fbi investigation of the murder of my baby and the crippling of my spine, because all either of them will do is say there was no baby and tell everyone lies about me and I don't like it. My baby is dead and that has nothing to do with the cats and I'm sick of my mother and her filthy Atwater thugs both ignoring what happened at the college 2 years before the cat event happened AND daily arriving to bully me and say it was “RoseMary’s Baby” and not a real baby because it was a demon, because Etiole was a from.

 

Etiole is not a demon, my baby with him was not a demon, you murdered my fucking baby because you are retarded religion crazed jackasses. Get the fuck out of my life and go burn were evil people like you belong!

 

I'm tired of every time I mention the baby that was murdered November 14, 2013 at Southern Maine Community College,  they wave their hand in my face and say, "no you're just upset about the cats". The cats happened May 14, 2015 and those cats were not mine, they were my mother's cats, that she hid in my motorhome because her landlord Nick didn’t know she had 13 cats in her Birch St apartment. And he evicted her a year later when he found out the cats were hers.

That's why SHE is the one making a fuss about them, not me. I'm not the one running around yapping about the cats constantly,  she is. I'm talking about my son. 

 

My baby boy that was murdered by 3 attackers wielding golf clubs in the SMCC parking lot. A blond woman whom the redhaired woman called Claire, a redhaired woman who the blond woman called Kendra, both in their 60sish, and a bald man in his 30ish.

 

I'm not talking about my mother's cats, I'm talking about my child. What the fuck is wrong with these people? 

 

As for my car … did you all forget when and why I painted it? May 12, 2014. Mother's day. The first mother day after my baby was murdered. I painted my Volo on mother's day to divert my mind from killing myself. That's why I painted my car 9 years ago and you all know that, I've said as much hundreds of times.

Ty Mother and the Atwaters are refusing to acknowledge the baby because also refuse to acknowledge Etiole, a local homeless Jewish man who is the baby's father. 

My Mother and the Atwaters are so damned bigoted and religion crazed that all they’ve ever done is call Etiole a demon or an alien, since the first day they ever saw him: September 23, 1978.

It’s been almost 50fucking years that they’ve harassed him because of what he looks like and harassed me because I won’t let them beat him to death. 

They fully 100% believe he is not human and they run around slandering him every chance they can get and they’ve been doing it for 50 fucking years now. 

And THAT is the ONLY reason, they are doing what they are doing right now. 

 

They have NO RIGHT to be on my land. They are fucking trespassing.

Because they are so damned brainwashed by their fucking religions, that they can’t stop believing anyone who is physically deformed MUST be a Demon.

 

And they’ve spent the last 9 years daily hounding me and whooping and cheering joyous celebration over “killing the demon” as they refer to my baby.

 

In you hadn’t watched the local news - January 2022 - there was a massive FBI raid on Main Street and Cutts Street Biddeford, Maine. 8 of the men who have been roaming Southern Maine beating up pregnant women with golf clubs, were arrested and are now in jail where they belong, soon to be moved to federal prison.

And THAT is what has got the Atwaters in a frenzy now, digging up my land in Old Orchard Beach. They are desperately trying to find my dead baby’s unmarked grave, because they know his gold club shattered skull is very damning evidence for them, now that the FBI made a move and started arresting a bunch of their thugs.

 

And those arrested that just happened, they happened because the FBI phone number was painted on my car and locals in Biddeford, came forward with witness testimony of the attacks.

 

What my mother and the Atwaters are doing is cruel and evil and hateful, and I’m sick of it.

They don’t care about or my life, and my baby or his life. As can be seen by the fact of how he died.

The FBI is still trying to ID the bond Claire woman and the redhaired Kendra woman. They caught the bald man with the 4 door white pick up truck, we now know who he is - the son of the Old Orchard Beach police dispatch woman, the woman who would never let any 911 calls begging for help while these attacks were happening, go through.

Don't be surprised if you see the signs - all 144 of them - go back up in my driveway. Because I'm fucking sick of being harassed, and the agreement to keep the signs down, specified that EVERYONE in Old Orchard Beach - ALL RESIDENTS would NEVER HARASS ME again. You people have broken your agreement. I'm painting new signs as we speak.

EVERYONE - includes real estate agents, developers, contractors, construction workers, and any Atwater bitch who thinks they have the right to daily show up at my Biddeford apartment to say: "What are we going to do about Wendy, she can't keep that land, I need a downpayment on a house, she is going to sell her land and give me the money or else!"

Burn in hell you fucking bitch, and take all your fucking Atwater shitheads with you.

There are more then 500 graves on my farm - more than half of them Native American, some of them buried as far back as the 1400s. I WILL NOT let you touch those graves. I take my job as the guardian of these graves VERY SERIOUSLY. And you WILL have an all out war on your hands if you dare touch them.

Now she's threatening to dig up the graves on my land.

My dead baby means a hell of a lot more to me, then her fucking house. She never gave a damn when my baby died, but look at what she did when the cats died. Her priorities are fucked up.

My dead baby means a hell of a lot more to me, then her fucking house. She never gave a damn when my baby was murdered. But look at what she did when the murderers returned and killed the cats!

Look at what she is STILL doing about the fucking cats!

That's all she cares about. Those damned dead cats and her glut lust to have a mansion in KennebunkPort.

Her priorities are fucked up.

She doesn't give a damn about Human life.

And you know what's worse, the FBI thinks she, her sister Barbara, her brother Bruce, and their friends Claire and Kendra, where the people wearing the fake KuKluxKlan robes and hoods on November 14, 2013, when they used golf clubs to beat my baby to death and break my spine leaving me crippled for the rest of my life. 

Her, Barbara, Bruce, Claire, and Kendra - those are the FBI’s #1 suspects in the murder of my baby, November 14, 2013.

And what the hell is with people mixing up me and my mother? 

I'm NOT the one hell bent on a house. I have been willfully homeless for decades I have no desire for the confines of a house. The one running around yapping hysterics about a house IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

I'm NOT the one talking about cats. The one running around yapping hysterics about cats IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

I'm NOT the one talking about Todd, I don't even know who Todd is! I don't know any one named Todd! The one running around yapping hysterics about Todd IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

I'm NOT the one talking about Mark and Dan and Watson, I don't even know who Mark and Dan and Watson are! I don't know anyone named Mark or Watson and the only Dan I know is my cousin and it's clearly not him she's talking about. The one running around yapping hysterics about Mark and Dan and Watson IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

I'm NOT the one putting curses on people. I don't believe in curses. The one running around yapping hysterics about curses and claiming she's casting death spells on people IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

I'm NOT the one talking about demons. I don't believe in demons. The one running around yapping hysterics about demons and calling Etiole a demon IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

I'm NOT the one calling Etiole a demons. I don't believe in demons. Etiole is a local homeless man and Etiole isn't even his name, I don't use his real name online to protect his identity. I'm not the one who calls him Etiole either. Etiole is the name the Atwaters call him. The one running around yapping hysterics about demons and calling Etiole a demon IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

I'm NOT the one talking about aliens or UFOs or alien abduction. I don't believe in aliens or UFOs or alien abduction. The one running around yapping hysterics about aliens or UFOs or alien abduction IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

I'm NOT the one calling Etiole an alien. I don't believe in aliens and besides that, Etiole is a local homeless man. The one running around yapping hysterics and calling Etiole an alien IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

I'm NOT the one talking about Voodoo dolls and Voodoo curses. Voodoo has nothing to do with Voodoo dolls and curses. Voodoo dolls and curses are mumbo-jumbo made up by Hollywood movies and have nothing to do with the Voodoo religion at all. Voodoo is a branch of the Catholic Church. Look it up. Voodoo is a Christian religion. A Voodoo Priest is a type of Catholic Monk. A Voodoo Priestess is a type of Catholic Nun. Voodoo does not cast curses or use voodoo dolls. The one running around yapping hysterics about Voodoo dolls and Voodoo curses IS MY MOTHER NOT ME!

Open your eyes people. Me and my mother don't look that much alike. You should be able to tell the difference between me and her.

Stop showing up in my yard to to attack me because of some fucking shit you argued with my mother about.

If you've got a problem with my mother, take it up with her not me.

Her, Barbara, Bruce, Claire, and Kendra - those are the FBI’s #1 suspects in the murder of my baby, November 14, 2013.

No, I have no updates on Etiole.

He was shot, by a local lunatic.

No, he's not okay.

And I am getting sick of this fucking ass rumour of Etiole being an alien or a demon.

The fact of Etiole being an alien is a stupid urban myth started by some crazy ass locals.

The fact of Etiole being a demon is a stupid urban legend created by some religion crazed nuts.

Etiole is an old man covered with acid burns. His skin is white and face disfigured from acid burns. He's not an alien and he's not a demon. And you people who call him an alien and call him a demon, you're all fucking crazy. 

Etiole is a homeless Jewish man who has no skin because he was tortured in a Nazi concentration camp in France during WW2. He came to Maine in 1953 with a bunch of other refugees, He has post traumatic stress disorder really bad and he's terrified of people. He can't function in normal society, so hides in the forests. He's not an alien, he's not a demon, he's not a cryptid. He's a disfigured old man, now in late 90s. He barely get around. He doesn't you people harassing him like this. Why can't you people leave him alone? Why are you all so damned desperate to believe in aliens or demons that you have to harass a helpless old man? Leave him alone. Why can't you leave him alone? What is wrong with you people?

Read The Amphibious Aliens article, https://www.eelkat.com/AmphibiousAliens.html where way back in 2007, I DEBUNKED every one of you stupid ass alien, cryptic, demon, and haunted car rumours. Amphibious Aliens The Story of Etiole and The World's Most Haunted Car, goes over every event from the 1970s, that started the fucking rumour, and lists off how every alien, demon, and haunted car rumour was proven to be nothing but a hoax started by my mother's brother  Mervin Bruce Atwater. Every single one of those rumours was started by that one man, and were proven to ALL be hoaxes he perpetrated to try to get money out of Dr Larochelle, the man who hit Mervin's younger sister with a car. They tried to convince the old doctor his car had a demon living in it and they scammed the doctor out of $20,000 back in the 1970s. THAT is how and why the demon car rumour got started. I bought the car in 1975. Etiole started living in it in 1978. And that is how me and Etiole got dragged into the fucking ass rumours about a demon car.

The article Amphibious Aliens The Story of Etiole and The World's Most Haunted Car DEBUNKS ALL of the alien, cryptid, demon, and haunted car rumours. Every last one of them.

The car is not haunted and Etiole is not a demon.

You people who believe my car is haunted or think that Etiole is a demon, you are all fucking retarded.

You are slandering me!

You are slandering Etiole!

You are slandering my cars!

I'm sick of it!

Grow up and go get a damned fucking brain!

I'm sick of you people harassing me and Etiole over stupid shit started by brain dead idiots.

If you are having problems with my mother, tell FBI agent Andy Drewer about it not me. Have information, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

Have information about the murder of my baby, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

Have information about any of the attacks on my family, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

Have information about the people who shot Etiole, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

If you have information about anything, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 and give it to him, not me.

https://www.eelkat.com/AmphibiousAliens.html





UPDATE March 8, 2022

One sign is back up. 

How many more go up, is dependent upon YOU.

From now on, every time one of you Old Orchard Beach, Pine Point, or Biddeford shitheads decides to harass me, I'm going to put up another sign.

If you want no more, then you better make dammed sure you keep your friends and family and neighbors out of my yard and out of my life. I'm not selling my land, and I'll not let you dig up those graves.

Burn in hell.

No means no.

And I'm tired of saying no.

Just like rapist, you refuse to take no for an answer.

No. I'm not selling my land and giving you the money so you can buy a house in Kennebunk.

I've said no to you every single week since August 2021. And your current threats to dig up the graves on my land and move them to your land, is why the signs are going back up.

I'm tired of you bullying me.

I'm tired of your threats.

I'm tired of your gaslighting.

I'm tired of your lies.

You keep saying "After all I've done for you!" What have you done for me? When I was 8 years old you locked me in a racoon trap and left me there for 27 years, only letting me out on Sundays so you could parade me around in the Cape Elizabeth and Saco Ward Mormon churches to pedophile priests who paid you so they could rape me. That's why you never had a job until 5 years ago, because you made plenty selling your pre-teen daughter for sex to dirty old men.

You drove a foundation nail through my hip when I was 6 years old.

From the tie I was 14 until I was 42 years old I was near mute, because you broke my jaw with a brick. I was 42 when I had surgery to rebuild my jaw, that's why I can talk today.

You never allowed me or my bothers to go to school or doctors.

YOU took a sledge hammer to my 1974 AMC Gremlin, my 1976 AMC Gremlin, my 1976 AMC Hornet, my Olds station wagon, and you took a chain saw to my 1964 Dodge 330 the worlds most haunted car, the real Christine. YOU did that.

Since 1978 you have harassed me and me boyfriend, the one you call Etiole, because YOU believe he's a demon because of his skin deformities. You and your sister and your brothers contacted MUFON and told them lies about me and Etiole both. You called him the amphibious alien and claimed he had abducted me. Your alien abduction hoax, almost got him killed in 1997 and again in 2007 when ufo crazies arrived in my yard calling him an EBE and trying to shoot him "for science". An elderly man, a French, Jewish Nazis concentration camp survivor who lives in the forest because his PTSD and fear of people is so bad. A man who is scarred with acid burns from being tortured in WW2 and is neither a demon nor an alien and who deeply traumatized by YOUR endless harassment.

It was YOUR friends who drove a backhoe over my house August 8, 2013 because YOU paid them $600 to do so. Because you thought without a house I would sell my land. But I wasn't the one living in that house. My dad lived there. All you did was put him in a Biddeford apartment. I was already living in the tent since May 9, 2006, and I had the Biddeford apartment since February 13, 2007. 

It was YOUR friends who attacked me with golf clubs at Southern Maine Community College, November 14, 2013, while I was 8 months pregnant with Etiole's baby. That they murdered, on YOUR orders, because as YOU put it "It's RoseMary's Baby" while you gibbered about some horror movie about demon babies.

That was YOUR own grandchild that YOU hired those people to kill.

April 10, 2015, YOU broke into my motorhome, put YOUR 13 cats in it, them then brought YOUR friends to attack my family.

We now know the owner of the 4-door white truck, was YOUR visiting teach, Kathy, the driver who tried to kill me, was her son, and the reason the 911 calls didn't go through during each attack, was because she was the 911 dispatcher and her son, driving her 4door white pick up truck, only attacked me she was on duty. They were YOUR friends from the Saco Ward church, YOUR church, attacking YOUR daughter on YOUR orders.

Since August 2021, you arrive at my apartment 3 times a week, to tell me I need to put curses on people at your workplace, citing that I have to, because you're my mother and I'm demon possessed and I should be putting my demons to good use by helping you kill three people you don't like at work.

I'm sick of you calling me demon possessed.

I'm sick of you demanding curses.

You have a severe mental problem and you need psychiatric help.

I'm sick of you spreading slanderous lies about me telling every one around town I cast curses and death spells, when I've never done either.

November 19, 2021, YOU friend Todd commit suicide and YOU told YOUR friends, that me and Etiole used suicide demons to drive him in front of a train.

YOUR friend Todd, who I did NOT know and had never heard of until 6 of YOUR friends showed up at Rotary Park November 21, 2021 to gun down Etiole while screaming that they were "killing the suicide demon", while we were walking my dog.

Something YOU now brag that YOU tricked YOUR friends into do, because you needed to get Etiole off my land in order to convince me to sell it and give YOU the money for a down payment on a house in Kennebunk.

Christmas Eve 2021, you arrived at MY apartment in Biddeford, STOLE my father's psychiatric medicine, medicine he needs to keep him NOT violent, because he has extremely violent schizophrenia and one hell of a criminal record that requires him to never be in the same room with a gun, let alone never have one. He was committed to a mental ward in 2007, and they ONLY let him out because he came to Biddeford to live with ME in MY apartment, and I was monitoring his meds.

After YOU stole his medicine, you took him with you daily to Kennebunk, to a mansion by Bush's house, to daily tell him, you would give him that house if he forced me to sell my land and give you the money from my land to buy that Kennebunk house.

Tell, me, what of THOSE things, is YOU doing anything FOR me?

No, means, no.

I'm done saying NO to you.

You are nothing but a land rapist.

Just like a rapist you refuse to accept No for an answer.

Every week since August 2021, I've said no to you.

No, I will not sell my land and hand you the money so you can buy a house in Kennebunk.

No, means no.

And no, I'm not happy with the fact that because I won't sell my land and give you the money, you are now threatening to dig up the graves on my land and move them to your land.

No, I'm not happy with you saying "You don't need the land, you don't use it, I need a house in Kennebunk, you ought to want to sell your land and give me the money!"

Yes, I do use my land.

Yes, I did see the car YOU dumped behind my motorhome. You have till the end of summer to get it off my land or the police are taking it.

What I do with my land is none of your damned business.

And for your information, my land is where I write my novels. I sit on the hill, and I write every day, all summer long. The only reason I didn't in 2021 is because I had Covid for 3 months.

No, telling me that my grandmother's evil spirit is haunting my land. also does not inspire me to want to sell it.

YOU are an evil, hate fill, mean, cruel, sadistic, child abusing, vindictive sociopath.

Get psychiatric help.

You need it.

What you are doing is wrong and you know it. You won't be so upset about what is painted on my car, if you didn't know it.

You can't hide from the truth forever. 

You can't hide your sins, your crimes, your cruelties forever.

Good things will never come to you, until you stop doing evil things to those around you.


Don't forget, my camera runs 24/7 and it's a simple matter of my uploading the video footage of you doing and saying things thing. Plus a lot of it, you said and did while I was livestreaming so people online have already seen and heard you say and do these things.

Yes, I even have video footage of the 4 bicycle brats who chased the homeless man into the train November 2021.

EVERYTHING, I have said here I have video footage of. That is WHY the FBI have been able to arrest so many people these past few months, in Biddeford.

Cutting the wires off our house November 2021 - you did on a livestream. People saw you do it WHILE you were doing it. 

All 2 of the FedEx workers you demanded death curses for - you did on a livestream.

Stealing my dad's meds - you did on a livestream.

Saying "What are we going to do about Wendy, she can't keep that land, I need a house" - you did on a livestream.

Threatening to dig up the graves on my land - you did on a livestream.

All that n-word stuff you said about the black men at your workplace - you did on a livestream.

People been seeing and hearing you live. They've already seen and heard a lot.

How do you plan to explain away all the hundreds of hours of video footage I have of you breaking into my bedroom during a live stream to threaten me, my family, my land?












To the people who asked about weird emails that you claim you got from someone claiming to be me, here are a few things to consider:

#1: I DO NOT use email and I NEVER have. if you get a letter from me it is going to be written in ink on paper, and in a stamped envelope the mail truck delivered to your mailbox at the end of your driveway. Since 1997 my aunt Barbara has been sending emails out to people CLAIMING they were from me, so in all likelihood whatever you got was actually from her. Her brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater did the same thing throughout the early 2000s. And 57 of their children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren have done it at well. No, I’m not special. They do this to THOUSANDS of people. They run a medical scam and pretend to be LOTS of big name famous authors, hoping you’ll click whatever link they put in the email, because the link is going to open a .exe phishing program to steal your credit card data and medical records. The FBI is currently investigating their medical fraud, email fraud, scam operation, so if you ARE getting emails claiming to be from me, PLEASE print up the email ad take it to the FBI office on Middle Street in Portland, Maine. FBI Agent Andy Drewer is in charge of not only the investigation of the 2015 murder of my family, but he is also in charge of the email impersonation fraud, and the stalker doing the email fraud.

#2: As you have stated, the topic of the emails is Etiole... do know that I have NEVER talked about Etiole, with ANYONE, online or offline. Unlike my mother, and her sister, my aunt Barbara and her brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater, I happen to respect people’s privacy. As I have said before: Etiole is a Jewish, French, Nazi concentration camp refugee who came to Maine in 1953 with a boatload of about 300 other concentration camp survivors. He is covered with acid burns, so his skin looks ghastly white and horrifically disfigured, which is why he lives in the swamps around the Saco River. he is now in his 90s and is still as homeless as he was in the 1950s. He has severe posttraumatic stress disorder, can not speak/is mute, does not have the mental capacity to function in normal society on any level what so ever, and me and a few others have been taking care of him, giving him food and clothing and supplies and medical attention since 1978. There is nothing else you need to know. You do not need to know where he is or how to find him. If you want to see him, go to y livestream/video archive and watch the VOD where I visited him on livestream so you could see what he looked liked and how crippling his metal condition really is.

#3: I feel I shouldn’t have to say this, but apparently I do NEED to say this: Etiole is NOT an alien, nor is he a demon. The article Amphibious Aliens is free to read online. It goes over all the details of both the alien rumours and the demon rumours and debunks them all, while proving all the proof, including medical records and documentation of the people behind the rumour.

#4: The ONLY person who ever claimed I was abducted by aliens was my uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater, who was the leader of the Mane division of Heaven’s Gate for over 40 years. Heaven’s Gate if you do not know, was the UFO suicide cult who murdered 39 people with poisoned Kool-Aid in California in 1997, because Comet HaleBop flew over that night.

#5: I found out about my so-called alien abduction in 2007, when a MUFON tour group showed up in my yard asking to interview me. They carried with them more than a dozen books by various UFO/alien experts and over 100 newspaper articles, all featuring interviews with my aunt Barbara and her brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater, interviews all from the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s, all of them telling of how I was supposedly a demon possessed child, whose best friend was an alien named Etiole. It was 2007, and it was the first time I had ever heard the term “alien abduction” I didn’t even know what it was. The MUFON group - a group of 30,000 people - standing in my driveway 2007 all wanted to interview me as they pointed out NONE of the 30+ years of several hundred interviews with my aunts and uncles, not ONE of the interviews was WITH ME. This was the source of the April 2007 article titled Amphibious Aliens, where I shocked the MUFON world with the revelation that I was NOT an alien abductee, nor had I ever claimed to be one. It also infuriated me to find out that my aunt Barbara and her brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater had been running around telling people about Etiole, as I had never told ANYONE - NOT EVEN THEM - about Etiole. It turns out my aunt Barbara and her brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater go their alien and demon stories about Etiole from my mother and THIS is WHY I disowned my mother, shun her, and have had nothing to do with her, or her sister my aunt Barbara and her brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater, since 2007. The slanderous alien and demon, gossip, rumours, and lies my mother and her sister my aunt Barbara and her brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater spread about me and Etiole are deplorable and I HATE my mother and her sister my aunt Barbara and her brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater, and I hope they burn in hell for the alien and demon shit they pulled on me and my homeless boyfriend.

#6: That same Amphibious Aliens article ALSO debunks the stupid ass haunted car rumours. My 1964 Dodge 330 is NOT haunted and we fucking proved that. And AGAIN, the haunted car rumour, is sourced to my aunt Barbara and her brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater. That car ran over my aunt Barbara when she was 2 years old. At the time, the car belonged to Dr. Larochelle of Ocean Ave Old Orchard Beach, Maine. My than 2-year-old aunt Barbara almost died and her older brothers Richard Merlin Atwater and Mervin Bruce Atwater and David Atwater, came up with a haunted car/demon possession hoax to scam that elderly doctor out of $20,000, which my grandmother Eva Viola Atwater spent on a 3 year trip to Hawaii in 1973. The Atwaters scammed and terrorized the doctor so badly, that he sold the car to me in 1975 for $5 because he was convinced it was attacking people. The car became famous in 1983 when my then neighbour Stephen King used the demon possession story of my car as the basis for his book Christine. He named the car Christine because Christine is my real name and I owned the actual car. Stephen King returned 10 years later in 1994 to film the Thinner movie in my yard, because I’m the real world “Gypsy Witch” (priestess) that he based his fictional Gypsy Witch in Thinner off of. The movies Christine and Thinner are what in turn made ME famous, and started locals accusing me of being a witch with a demon car.

And as for the fucking Thinner movie - those bastards were trespassers. They just showed up unannounced, barged in, set up filming, without permits or licenses or contracts or permission or even telling us ahead of time that they were coming. No one in Stephen King’s crew acted legally, we are not in that movie willingly, they were not on our farm legally, no one ever received a penny for any of it, and to make things worse, Steven King had no right or permission to go o late night television and tell people my home address and tel his fucking fans to “go visit the Thinner Gypsies of Saco Maine”. They had no right to be on my farm, they had no right to be filming my family. They just dropped in one day. We had no clue who they were or why they were there and it took us fucking 5 hours to chase those trespassing bastards and their film crew off our farm.

In short: I don’t use email, so you NEVER got an email from me. I’m not a witch. My car isn’t haunted. Etiole is not a demon. Etiole is also not an alien. And I was never abducted by aliens.

Also, I don’t know what you are talking about with the house stuff. I’m NOT trying to build a house, I’ve NEVER tried to build a house, I have never applied for a house permit, I’ve never been denied for a house permit because I’ve never even tried to get one. You clearly have me mixed up with someone else.

I’m at 146 Portland Ave. I have 2 neighbours who are building a house: 144 Portland Ave next door to me and 139 Portland Ave across the street from me. I think you mean one of them. My neighbour at 144, has been trying to build a house for 17 years and the town hall has been giving them the runaround. I think SHE at 144 Portland Ave is the one you mean, not me at 146. You seem to have us mixed up somehow.

SHE at 144 is the one putting in a septic system, not me at 146. I’m the one with the pink motorhome and the 35-year-old black Volvo. she’s the one with the brand new big black car and the log cabin house.

You have seriously mixed the two of us up big time.

Understandable considering it was HER family at 144 fighting with the Cyr Clan over a septic tank in 2014, and the Cyr Clan hired a hitman who accidentally murdered MY children, ten of them and nailed their heads to my motorhome door, at 146 than the white-haired man with the green pick-up truck has spent the last 7 years TELLING YOU via running up the street knocking on doors, tell you that it was EelKat trying to build a house, ONLY telling you that to try to cover his ass for mixing up my children at 146 when it was my neighbours children at 144 that was the ACTUAL target.

This is not speculation, the FBI have 100% positive proof that she and her children, not me and my children were the intended target because her family was having a fight with some Connecticut based heroin drug gang that calls itself the Cyr Clan over the septic tank. The hit men the Cyr Clan hire got the wrong house when they murdered my family. And now the Cyr Clan’s trying to convince you that I was the one building a house. I have no interest in a house. Why would I? I’m a Gypsy, I’ve never lived in a house. I’ve always lived in cars and tents my whole life. I have no interest in a house on any level whatsoever. I don’t NEED one, I never have. And you local people should know that. When my health is bad, I rent apartments in Biddeford. I’ve done this for 50 years now. You know that. You ALL know that. I’ve owned 146 Portland Ave since 1975. You people know me. Why are you pretending you don’t?

I’m the feral child who lived in a cage in a woodshed from the time I was 8 until I was 31. Did you all forget that? Etiole was the local homeless man who used to break into the woodshed and break the lock off the cage and take me out into the swamp to hide me from my bastard uncles. Did you forget that too? The ONLY reason any of you spread your fucking rumours and lies about me and Etiole, calling me a witch and Etiole a demon or alien, and spreading lies about me building houses, is because my Uncle Bruce and his Heaven’s Gate friends, told you those lies.

Did you forget what Heaven’s Gate is, what they fucking did? They are an UFO Alien Cult, who murdered 39 people with poisoned koolaid, because they comet Hale Bop was God’s fucking mother ship. They see fucking aliens EVERYWHERE. In everything. And THEY are the ones who started the stupid ass rumour of Etiole being an alien.

Look at the SOURCE of the alien abduction rumour. My Uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater. One of George Applewhite’s thugs. George Applewhite, a follower of Jim Jones, that’s WHY they killed everyone with kool-aid, because they were fans of Jim Jones, and they wanted to jump onboard God’s mothership like Jonestown did! Did you forget that? THAT fucking lunatic, a fan of Jim Jones, who worked for George Applewhite, called Etiole an alien, because Bruce CALLED EVERYONE aliens.

Bruce locked me in a cage, and Etiole broke me out of it and hide me in the swamps, and THAT is what Bruce called an alien abduction. But Etiole is no alien. He’s just a local homeless man. Etiole’s not even his name. I don’t tell anyone his name to protect him from you fucking jackasses who are too stupid to believe he’s just a normal man. My uncle Buce is a fucking lunatic who spends 24 hours a day gibbering madness and nonsense about aliens and demons.

As for the garbage that keeps being dumped on my land… you have all SEEN the big green dump truck with the black and silver striped nose, that illegally trespasses on my land and dumps that fucking garbage.

Open your eyes and look around. You can SEE the truth. The house being built is at 144 Portland Ave NOT 146. You can SEE that, now that the house is up.

Like I’ve been saying right along, it is NOT me building a house. It NEVER has been. I don’t know why you let that idiot try to gaslight you with lies about me building a house, when you can SEE the house is NOT going up on MY land. It’s going up on my NEIGHBOUR’S land.

I know you people are NOT THAT stupid. The white-haired man with the green pickup truck is LYING to you, and you can SEE that for yourselves, just by looking at WHICH property the house is being built on.

Look around... does it LOOK like there is a house being built at 146 Portland Ave where the pink motorhome is? Use your brain and open your eyes. See the truth. The truth will set you free.

Now look next door to 144, you CAN SEE that THEY NOT ME are the one building a house, now that it’s almost finished.

I’d say the white-haired man in the green pickup truck has a lot of explaining to do, like explaining WHY h’s hell bent on trying to convince the town I’m the one putting up a house, when I’ve never even applied for a building permit. Building permits are public record. Go look at the town hall for yourself.

Also, please explain to me HOW the white-haired man with the green pick truck has such very detailed info about the murder of my family, when the records are sealed, not public access, and about 90% of the details were withheld from the public and are know ONLY to myself, the murderer, the police, and FBI? There is ZERO public access to the stuff h is saying happened on April 10, 2015... you know that, right? So HOW did he get the info he has? Explain THAT.

please report any future such emails you receive to FBI agent Andy Drewer 207-774-9322

>>>I’m just more cowardly than they are and I’m afraid of the truth and criticism. In your opinion, what makes someone mean?

When I think of mean, I think of my uncles. 3 in particular. My mother had 12 older brothers and 3 of them all claimed to be “king” (we are Gypsies, Gypsy Kings are a thing). And they fought over it badly. They ended up jointly ruling over the clan, each competing with each other to out-king the other, each doing progressively meaner things to the clan members, especially the female children.

Things they did, just to me, included:

When I was 4 Uncle Bruce stabbed me with a foundation nail - an iron rod over 2 feet long - he drove into my hip, through my pelvis and out my other thigh. I have been crippled and walked with a cane since I was a toddler, because of it. His reason? I was unable to memorize the entirety of chapter 1 of the book of Genesis.

When I was 8 years old, same uncle locked me in a cage that was made for trapping raccoons. He gave me 1 salted herring fish to eat once every 12 days. He let me out only on Sundays to go to church. I lived in that cage for 27 years, until the Heaven’s Gate FBI raid shut down Heaven’s Gate in 1997, after they killed 39 people with Kool-aid. Yes, I am THAT EelKat, the child who lived in a cage, the feral child you see pictures of in almost every college Psychology book. I am the child who survived Heaven’s Gate because I was locked in a cage in a woodshed when they drank their kool aid under the shadow of comet HaleBop. I was 31 years old when the FBI raid rescued me from that cage.

When I was 14 years old, because I was unable to recite from memory the entire book, all chapters of Ecclesiastes, that same uncle beat me in the face with a cinder block brick, breaking my jaw, and cause me to be “mute” until had surgery to fix my jaw when I was 42 years old. From the time I was 14 until 42, I was unable to speak due to the damage of my jaw.

In those 27 years from age 8 to age 31, I was let out of the cage every Sunday to be taken to church and sold or $12k to the priests, who raped me repeatedly, weekly, for 27 years.

While my uncle helped Applewhite to run Heaven’s Gate, he fled the night of Hale Bop. He did not kill himself with everyone else.

Social workers took me after the FBI raid. It took them years to teach me how to not be terrified by the sight of Humans. They say I suffer from having no outward sign of emotions, and that it was caused by my never having experienced a single good event in my early life.

At the time of the FBI raid at 144, 146, and 148 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, I was one of more than 120 girls the FBI rescued out of cages. All of whom had been raped hundreds of times by priests from Cape Elizabeth, Saco, and Sanford wards of the LDS/Mormon church. Including 16 bishops, an OOB town manager, and several OOB motel owners, all of whom were in the habit of paying $12k to rape girls under the age of 10 years old.

The man with the green truck, who likes to spread rumours about me and Etiole and my house, was one of Bruce’s top customers. He had a thing for numbers and raped 7-year-olds, 14-year-olds, and 21-year-olds because he was obsessed with doing everything in 7s.

After years of social workers teaching me how to live with normal, not abusive Humans. I was 37 when I got my GED and while I was at the high school doing that, those uncles built a grease fryer bomb burned my house down to punish me for getting a GED.

2 years later, while I was in college taking classes to learn grammar and writing, three of them, that same uncle and 2 women I had never seen before, arrived at the college armed with golf clubs and attacked me when I was coming out of the college. I was 8 months pregnant at the time. They killed my baby, broke my spine, broke my hip, broke my pelvis, broke my knees. I was paralyzed for 5 months. It took me 18 months to get out of the wheelchair and relearn to walk, and to this day I am still crippled.

That’s the price I paid to learn how to read and write, in a culture that believes it is okay to execute women who commit the sin of learning how to write.

August 8, 2013, that same uncle paid a local construction worker $600 to drive a backhoe over my house.

April 10, 2015, that same uncle and a group of 74 members of the new reorganized Heaven’s Gate, attacked my farm. 14 men held me down with guns to my head, while the others used hand band saws to kill and behead 10 of my 12 children and then nailed their heads to my door.

And it’s very easy to Google the news reports and photos of all of it.

That is what I think of when I hear the word “mean”. My uncle Bruce was a very mean person.

My uncle Bruce Mervin Atwater is a monster. And he calls EVERYONE an alien abductee or a demon. Did you fucking forget that?

No, I have no updates on Etiole.

He was shot by a local lunatic.

No, he’s not okay.

And I am getting sick of this fucking ass rumour of Etiole being an alien or a demon.

The fact of Etiole being an alien is a stupid urban myth started by some crazy ass locals.

The fact of Etiole being a demon is a stupid urban legend created by some religion crazed nuts.

Etiole is an old man covered with acid burns. His skin is white and face disfigured from acid burns. He’s not an alien, and he’s not a demon. And you people who call him an alien and call him a demon, you’re all fucking crazy.

Etiole is a homeless Jewish man who has no skin because they tortured him in a Nazi concentration camp in France during WW2. He came to Maine in 1953 with a bunch of other refugees. He has posttraumatic stress disorder really bad and he’s terrified of people. He can’t function in normal society, so hides in the forests. He’s not an alien, he’s not a demon, he’s not a cryptid. He’s a disfigured old man, now in late 90s. He barely get around. He doesn’t you people harassing him like this. Why can’t you people leave him alone? Why are you all so damned desperate to believe in aliens or demons that you have to harass a helpless old man? Leave him alone. Why can’t you leave him alone? What is wrong with you people?

Read The Amphibious Aliens article, where back in 2007, I DEBUNKED every one of you stupid ass alien, cryptic, demon, and haunted car rumours. Amphibious Aliens The Story of Etiole and The World’s Most Haunted Car, goes over every even from the 1970s, that started the fucking rumour, and lists off how every alien, demon, and haunted car rumour was proven to be nothing but a hoax started by Mervin Bruce Atwater. Every single one of those rumours was started by that one man, and were proven to ALL be hoaxes he perpetrated to try to get money out of Dr Larochelle, the man who hit Mervin’s younger sister with a car. They tried to convince the old doctor his car had a demon living in it and they scammed the doctor out of $20,000 back in the 1970s. THAT is how and why the demon car rumour got started. I bought the car in 1975. Etiole started living in it in 1978. And that is how me and Etiole got dragged into the fucking ass rumours about a demon car.

The article Amphibious Aliens The Story of Etiole and The World’s Most Haunted Car DEBUNKS ALL of the alien, cryptid, demon, and haunted car rumours. Every last one of them.

The car is not haunted and Etiole is not a demon.

You people who believe my car is haunted or think that Etiole is a demon, you are all fucking retarded.

You are slandering me!

You are slandering Etiole!

You are slandering my cars!

I’m sick of it!

Grow up and go get a damned fucking brain!

I’m sick of you people harassing me and Etiole over stupid shit started by brain dead idiots.

And the same goes for the so-called World’s Most Haunted Car. That rumour was started by the same person. That car was proved years ago, to have a mechanical issue that caused it to start and drive ahead until it hit something. No one ever thought to look at the starter. I’m the 3rd owner of the car. I changed the malfunctioning starter and a so called ‘haunted” stuff the car did, went away. It was a problem with the starter, only that and nothing more.

And these people in Biddeford right now, getting you all worked up - if you hadn’t noticed they ARE Mervin Bruce Atwater’s family.

So it’s STILL the same one fucking person running around getting things stirred up. The Atwaters. My fucking uncles. Like usual.

Yesterday at Rotary Park, Biddeford, Maine, a group of people armed with rifles, went down the track team trail behind the soccer field and started shooting... scared the crap out of the 50 or so children and their 100+ parents, got the 30+ dogs in the dog park howling... the sky filled with thousands of Canadian geese, and the park goers assumed the group was hunting geese and started commenting on the fact that hunting was not allowed in Rotary Park.

A few minutes later, a grey/white haired, bearded man, who looks a lot like Kenny Rogers, but not as fat, with a black dog of a German Shepard-Lab mix look, and a woman with pageboy greyish-blond hair, both about late 60s, marched up to me in the park, bragged they had killed Etiole, stating that he has caused their son whom they called “Todd” to jump in front of a train 3 days earlier.

You know what, I knew that homeless man and HE never mentioned it.

You people are just looking for someone to blame, and think because I’m not white, I wear a hijab, and I have a mural painting on my car, you think you are justified on pointing blame at me for something I had no part in.

That homeless man was obsessed with the fact that his dog and son had been taken away from him.

It’s NOT the evil eye as they called it. It’s The eye of The Grigori Archangels aka The Watchers, from the Apocrypha in the Bible. It’s the blue wings of the Seraphim Archangels aka The Watchers. The Watchers are my Guardian angels. I paint them on everything, I sew it on tapestries, it’s on my car, my motorhome, I embroider it on pillows and clothes, paint it on mirrors, paint canvases art for art galleries with it. It’s the blue eyes wings of the archangels as described in the Bible. I’m not sure why they were calling it the Evil Eye.

It’s the Eye of God, the hamsa. A Jewish protection symbol. Etiole’s Jewish, he draws it on everything, so that’s why I do as well.

I’m sick of you jackasses spreading you wild ass rumours about me.

You’re nothing but a bunch of trouble making busy bodies who can’t mind your own fucking business.

I’m not bothering a single damned one of you, so why the fuck are you bothering me?

Why can’t you stupid ass people leave me alone?

There is no reason for a damned one of you to be in my yard.

There is no reason for a damned one of you to be chasing down Etiole.

There is no reason for a damned one of you to be having psychotic meltdowns over my car!

What is wrong with you people?

Fucking brain dead herd mentality that’s all this is.

One of you ran around screaming like a lunatic and rest of you all decided to join in.

But I also ask... WHY would you be scared of me or Etiole? It makes me ask who has been feeding you lies about me? Who has been feeding you lies about Etiole?

I am a crippled elderly woman. I can barely stand up. I’ve been paralyzed and bedridden since the golf club attack November 14, 2013. I’m only just now in 2021 just starting to walk again, and I can barely do that. I have no grip strength so I struggle to even hold me cane. The golf clubs damaged my spine, my nerves, most of my organs don’t function because of the nerve damage to my spine. I struggle to even breath, just sitting up in bed is enough to collapse my lungs. I have no bladder or bowel movement control, I have to wear diapers. What exactly is it you think I can even do?

And Etiole? The old hermit Nazi concentration camp survivor? He’s over 100 years old now, he hasn’t been able to walk, or sit up, or eat on his own, in almost 20 years. He’s dying. What exactly are you expecting him to do?

Etiole is NOT an alien.

Etiole is not a demon.

I am not a witch.

None of my cars are haunted.

I’ve been saying it for years. Why won’t you listen to me?

You are slandering me!

You are slandering Etiole!

You are slandering my cars!

I’m sick of it!

Grow up and go get a damned fucking brain!

I’m sick of you calling Etiole a demon.

I’m sick of you calling Etiole an alien.

I’m sick of you calling me a witch.

I’m sick of you saying one car after another is haunted.

This whole thing boils down to your fucking white privilege. You know that right?

Your white ass can’t stand the fact that we non-white Gypsies live here, so you have to make up stupid ass supernatural spooky shit about us.

You don’t like that I wear the traditional dress of my people instead of dressing like an American, so you feel justified in calling me a witch and making up spook occult lies about me.

I wear hijab and veils and caftan and silk and it bother’s you that I’m not scum diving in trashy t shirts and jeans like the rest of you.

I paint my cars, same as we painted our wagons and vardos for centuries, and it bothers you because it looks different.

Etiole is a Jew, and your anti-Semite white privilege kicks in to hate him for being born Jewish.

Etiole has scars, so you’re scared of him

I’m different.

Etiole’s different.

My cars are different.

And when you get right down to it, that’s ALL any of this is about.

Me, Etiole, and my cars don’t fit in with your fucking ass white privileged ideas of “normal” and that makes you uncomfortable and you try to make the uncomfortable go away by dehumanizing us with your stupid ass rumours.

There are no witches.

There are no aliens.

There are no demons.

There are just a bunch of whinny ass white privileged brats running around making trouble for anyone who’s not white enough for them.

Grow the fuck up!

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I am a Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, and am trained and authorized to spiritual guidance and counseling in a religious ministry capacity. I am also trained and authorized to perform weddings, funerals, christenings, blessings, and exorcisms.

Code of Ethics

I am a Voodoo Priestess of the rank of Medsen Fey Marija Loa to Damballa Weddo as well as the High Priestess of the Scottish Gypsies of Old Orchard Beach, Maine and a professional Necromancer for hire.

In other words I am a Card Reader, Conjure Worker, and Hoodoo Rootworker or what White Americans commonly (and incorrectly) refer to as a "Gypsy Fortune Teller" and/or "Voodoo Witch Doctor" or as some Europeans call me "a wizard".

USA Law therefore requires I have a Code of Ethics and Conduct for my practice.

Trust and Credibility

The success of my business is dependent on the trust and confidence I earn from my employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else. I gain credibility by adhering to my commitments, displaying honesty and integrity and reaching company goals solely through honorable conduct. It is easy to say what I must do, but the proof is in my actions. Ultimately, I will be judged on what I do.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I conduct all of my activities professionally and with integrity. I take great care to be completely objective in my judgement and any recommendations that I give, so that issues are never influenced by anything other than the best and proper interests of my clients.

When considering any action, it is wise to ask: will this build trust and credibility for EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network? Will it help create a working environment in which I, as an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, can succeed over the long term? Is the commitment I am making one I can follow through with? The only way I will maximize trust and credibility is by answering “yes” to those questions and by working everyday to build my trust and credibility.

 Respect for the Individual

We all deserve to work in an environment where I am treated with dignity and respect. As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I am committed to creating such an environment because it brings out the full potential in each of us, which, in turn, contributes directly to my business success. I cannot afford to let anyone’s talents go to waste.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I am committed to providing a workplace that is free of discrimination of all types from abusive, offensive or harassing behavior. Any employee, customer, client, investor, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else who feels harassed or discriminated against should report the incident to EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network through the human resources department.

Create a Culture of Open and Honest Communication

At The Space Dock 13 Network everyone should feel comfortable to speak his or her mind, particularly with respect to ethics concerns. Managers have a responsibility to create an open and supportive environment where employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else feel comfortable raising such questions. We all benefit tremendously when employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else exercise their power to prevent mistakes or wrongdoing by asking the right questions at the right times.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I will investigate all reported instances of questionable or unethical behavior. In every instance where improper behavior is found to have occurred, the company will take appropriate action. I will not tolerate retaliation against employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else who raise genuine ethics concerns in good faith.

For your information, The Space Dock 13 Network’s whistleblower policy is as follows:

Employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else are encouraged, in the first instance, to address such issues with their managers or the HR manager, as most problems can be resolved swiftly. If for any reason that is not possible or if an employee, customer, client, investor, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else is not comfortable raising the issue with his or her manager or HR, as an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I run The Twighlight Manor Press, The Church of the Holy Rhinestone, and Laughing Gnome Hollow and the rest of The Space Dock 13 Network, with an open-door policy and they can come directly to me with this issue.

Set Tone at the Top

Management has the added responsibility for demonstrating, through their actions, the importance of this Code. In any business, ethical behavior does not simply happen; it is the product of clear and direct communication of behavioral expectations, modeled from the top and demonstrated by example. Again, ultimately, my actions are what matters.

To make this Code work, managers must be responsible for promptly addressing ethical questions or concerns raised by employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else and for taking the appropriate steps to deal with such issues. Managers should not consider employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else’ ethics concerns as threats or challenges to their authority, but rather as another encouraged form of business communication. At The Space Dock 13 Network, I want the ethics dialogue to become a natural part of daily work.

Uphold the Law

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus my commitment to integrity begins with complying with laws, rules and regulations where I do business. Further, each of me must have an understanding of the company policies, laws, rules and regulations that apply to my specific roles. If I am unsure of whether a contemplated action is permitted by law or The Space Dock 13 Network policy, I strive to seek the advice from the resource expert. I am responsible for preventing violations of law and for speaking up if I see possible violations.

Because of the nature of my business (religious, spiritual, occult, and magic arts), some legal requirements warrant specific mention here.

Ethics

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I always conduct my own services honestly and honourably, and expect my clients and suppliers to do the same. My advice, strategic assistance and the methods imparted through my training, take proper account of ethical considerations, together with the protection and enhancement of the moral position of my clients and suppliers.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus I will become aware of the laws of the county, state, province, or nation in which I am practicing religious leadership and magic arts. I strive to conform to those laws in my practice as an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker.

Obeying the law, both in letter and in spirit, is the foundation on which my ethical standards are built. In conducting of any business, I shall comply with applicable governmental laws, rules and regulations at all levels of government in the United States and in any non-U.S. jurisdiction in which I do business. Although I am not expected to know the details of these laws, it is important to know enough about the applicable local, state and national laws to determine when to seek advice from local authorities, lawmakers, court houses, code enforcement officers, supervisors, town managers or any other appropriate personnel. 

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I dedicate myself to providing compassionate and competent services. Within the scope of my knowledge, training, and experience, Il serve all my clients to the best of my abilities, regardless of their race, gender, sexual orientation, religion, or country of national origin.

IT IS THE POLICY OF MY BUSINESS NOT TO DISCRIMINATE AGAINST EMPLOYEES, CLIENTS, READERS, SHAREHOLDERS, DIRECTORS, CUSTOMERS OR SUPPLIERS ON ACCOUNT OF RACE, COLOR, AGE, SEX, SEXUAL ORIENTATION, LIFESTYLE, RELIGION, GENDER IDENTITY, CULTURE, ETHNICITY, POLITICAL PARTY, OR NATIONAL ORIGIN EXCEPT AS MAY BE REQUIRED BY APPLICABLE LAW. ALL OF SUCH PERSONS SHALL BE TREATED WITH DIGNITY AND RESPECT AND THEY SHALL NOT BE UNREASONABLY INTERFERED WITH IN THE CONDUCT OF THEIR DUTIES AND RESPONSIBILITIES.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus  in accordance with Maine State Law, I do not provide my services to anyone under the age of 18.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus in accordance with Maine State Law, all magical & spiritual services provided and products offered are sold as curios for entertainment purposes only; I make no claims for their efficacy. There is no guarantee with any service I offer, as there are no guarantees with magic, spirits, or Fae.  

No state in America allows any spiritual practitioner or magic user to guarantees results and any practitioner to does should ever be trusted as they are not working in accordance with the law. My services come only with the promise that they will be performed to the best of my ability, but I can not make any promises regarding the actual end results.  All purchases of a spiritual or magical nature are Non-Refundable.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I strive represent myself to the public with a standard of professionalism. I am be honest and upright in my dealings with clients and colleagues, even though many find my blunt, brutal honesty to be rude and cold-hearted. I have Autism, you came to the wrong place if you were seeking someone who only tells you want you want to hear. I encourage others to maintain this standard.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus I will respect the personal rights of my clients, colleagues, and other professionals. I will safeguard the privacy of my clients and I will not slander, misrepresent, or make comparisons in a negative manner toward my competitors, colleagues, or fellow religious leaders and magic workers. I strive to maintain the highest standards of decency, fairness and integrity in all operations. Likewise, I am dedicated to protecting my readers', clients', customers', consumers' and online visitors' privacy.

HOWEVER: You give up that right the moment you cross the line and take part in harassment, bullying, defamation, libel, and slander. If you are a bully, your information WILL be made public. I have a ZERO TOLERANCE for bullies policy.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus I will continue to study, apply, and advance my knowledge and understanding of divination, Voodoo, Conjure Worker, Necromancy, Faerie Faith,  Hoodoo Rootwork and related fields. I ever strive to become more proficient in my practices in order to better serve my clients.

Please remember that I am not a Psychic nor a Fortune Teller, if you are confused about that, please take the time to buy a dictionary and read it. Learn what words mean before you start calling me something I am not. Gypsy is a RACE not a career or lifestyle. Psychic readings and fortune tellings are a Romani tradition, not a Gypsy tradition.

Gypsies are NOT Romani.

Romani are NOT Gypsies.

Gypsies are of Persian/ Iran descent and settled first in Scotland and later in Egypt (thus the name Gypsy). Romani are of Indian descent and settled in Spain. Travellers are of Italian descent and settled in Ireland.

The Gypsies descended from Persian Magi (yes, the Wise Men of the Bible), thus the tradition of magic arts. There are many magic arts practiced by Gypsies. Psychic readings and fortune tellings are only two of the many hundreds of types of magic arts practiced by Gypsies. Most Gypsies DO NOT practice magic and it is HIGHLY UNUSUAL to find a REAL Gypsy with real Gypsy DNA who does either psychic readings or fortune tellings.

If someone is claiming to be a Gypsy and either a psychic or fortune teller, beware and steer clear, they are likely scam artists. Psychic readings and fortune tellings are Romani traditions, not Gypsy traditions. No REAL Romani will ever call themselves a Gypsy and no REAL Gypsy will ever practice Romany magic arts. No psychic or fortune teller who claims to be a "Gypsy" should ever be trusted.

I am not a Romani, I m a Gypsy, and therefor I do not practice Romani traditions. 

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, when a client's requirements are outside my scope of spiritual practice or area of specialization, I will notify him or her of such. If possible, I will recommend another practitioner with qualifications in that area of spiritual practice or specialization.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus if I believe that a client may be in need of mental health evaluation or care, medical examination or treatment, or legal advice or services, I will refer her or him to a qualified professional or agency. If necessary I will postpone my services until I am assured that he or she is receiving competent mental health, medical, or legal services.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus I will not misrepresent myself or my services while advertising. I will not make promises, guarantees, or claims of results that are false in order to increase interest in my advertisements.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus I will not attempt to conceal my contact methods from the public. In addition to a contact name, my advertising materials will contain at least one of the following valid contact methods: telephone number, email address, and/ or street address. Keep in mind that I have Autism and do not talk, thus do not own a phone.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker I do not engage in identity theft, plagiarism, or copyright violations. I will not substitute the photograph or image of another person to represent myself, nor will I publish photographs or texts describing the spiritual works of another person to represent them as my own.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I do not charge more than agreed upon with each client. There are no "hidden fees" or "add-ons" after a stated price is agreed upon for the reading or the conjure work to be performed.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I expediently assist clients whose cases I accept. To better serve my clients, I do not keep set business hours. Consultations are by appointment only. Please note that I am located in the Eastern Time Zone in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, United States of America. I appreciate your taking any time differences into consideration when you contact me.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus I do not claim that my spell-casting efforts will succeed "100%" or "in 24 hours" nor make any "guarantees."

In the event that obstacles are encountered in my work, I inform my clients honestly and I set reasonable limitations on how long the work can be expected to proceed before the case is considered to be intractable. 

In accordance with Maine State Law, all magical & spiritual services provided and products offered are sold as curios for entertainment purposes only; I make no claims for their efficacy. There is no guarantee with any service I offer, as there are no guarantees with magic, spirits, or Fae.  No spiritual practitioner or magic user who guarantees results should ever be trusted. 

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus my services come only with the promise that they will be performed to the best of my ability, as I can not legally make any promises regarding the actual end results.  All purchases of a spiritual or magical nature are Non-Refundable.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I do not take financial or social advantage of clients with perceived psychological, medical, or legal problems. Whenever possible, I suggest appropriate and practical medical, financial, psychological, legal, and social services to my clients. I do not attempt to convince a client to renounce or refuse appropriate medical, legal, social, or other professional services. 

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I do not engage in any activities harmful to my clients, including but not limited to financial fraud, psychological abuse, domination, sexual seduction, molestation, personal deception, or unscrupulous magical manipulations of my clients.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I do not provide advice of a legal, financial, or medical nature. I do not supply advice which is beyond my areas of actual training and competence, or for which I am not legally licensed or accredited.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I do not harass or abuse clients or other magic users, spirit workers, or practitioners of the occult. No matter what differences of opinion may arise, I do not engage my clients in disrespectful, aggressive, mean-spirited, unwantedly sexual, revengeful, or malevolent communications or behaviour. I do however, have no respect for bigots, racists, pedophiles, rapists, child-abusers, and hate-mongers and will refuse services to anyone displaying these qualities.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus I do not require that my clients be exposed to dangerous chemicals or hazardous situations. While engaged in conjure services and magic rites, I do not expose clients to hazards such as liquid Mercury, nor do I urge clients to expose themselves to peril in the procurement of unusual magical objects and substances.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker working out of the State of Maine in the United States of America, I abide by State and National laws and thus  I do not traffic in rare and endangered species of animals or plants. I refuse client requests to procure materials on the CITES list, or items that are illegal to collect or possess.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I do not engage in animal cruelty or animal torture. I refuse client requests to engage in animal cruelty, animal sacrifice, or animal torture. I am a vegan, animal rights activist, and do not use any meat or animal products at all in anything. (I am a Scottish Gypsy and a Kickapoo Indian. When performing rituals, I do wear antique fur/ sacred animal skin robes that have been passed down for generations.)

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I go to great lengths to keep my commitments. Promise-keeping is very important to me. I will not make promises that can't be kept and I will not make promises on behalf of the Company unless I have the authority to do so.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I create and follow a process and achieve fair outcomes that a reasonable person would call just, evenhanded and nonarbitrary. I put high priority on fairness and karma. What goes around comes around, as you do unto me, so shall it be done unto you. It is why by this principal, I live by a strict guideline on non-violence and turn the other cheeck, which may seem contradictory to the retaliation policy I maintain, but actually it is not. The retaliation policy, uses a spell casting method which takes all your harmful thoughts, deeds, and actions and simply mirrors them back on you. It is a protection spell cast on me. Thus everything you do, say, or think to and/  or about me, has no effect on me and bounces off of me back onto you. All harm you intend to do to me, simply reflects back to it's sender to harm the sender via backfiring in their face.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I am open and direct in my communication, and receptive to influence. I will honor and value the abilities and contributions of others, embracing the responsibility and accountability for my actions in this regard. Being a person of many "non-conforming differences" I have been bullied, teased, belittled, beaten, and hospitalized for my differences, and have learned to have both a deep respect for all differences in others and deep hatred for bullies on all levels. 

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I maintain an awareness of the needs of others and act to meet those needs whenever possible. I will also minimize harm whenever possible. I work with compassion in all things, my goal always being to harm none and maintain peace at all times. I will act in ways that are consistent with my commitment to social responsibility.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I take honesty to be a value of extreme importance. I have Autism and it is absolutely beyond me to comprehend how or why Americans justify the use of "only a little white lie". A lie no matter how small or pale is still a lie and therefore is an act of sin and all sin is evil and to be avoided at all costs. The American propensity for lying astounds me. I have absolutely zero tolerance for any one who tells a lie on any level, no matter how small of any color, not matter how white. Liars are evil and are not welcomed in my establishment. I will not say things that are false. I will never deliberately mislead. I am always candid, openly and freely sharing information, as appropriate to the relationship. If it needs being said, I'm going to say and I don't care how much you want to bitch and moan: three things can not be hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth, and I will speak the truth in all things, I don't care if it does get you in trouble. If you are doing something you can get in trouble for, then you deserve to be punished. I will not protect you in your lies. If you come to me asking for "love spells" to help you cheat on a spouse, I WILL contact your spouse and inform them. If you try to break up a couple with magic, I WILL contact the couple. Why? Because you are not being honest with them or yourself, and you need to stop hiding behind a lie and step forward with the truth. Always speak the truth and you never have to worry about remembering the lie.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I shall act in good faith, responsibly, with due care, competence, and diligence.  

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I shall not knowingly or recklessly misrepresent material facts or allow their independent judgment to be subordinated.

 Competition

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I am dedicated to ethical, fair and vigorous competition. I will sell my Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker products and services based on their merit, superior quality, functionality and competitive pricing.

I will make independent pricing and marketing decisions and will not improperly cooperate or coordinate my activities with my competitors. I will not offer or solicit improper payments or gratuities in connection with the purchase of goods or services for the sales of my products or services, nor will I engage or assist in unlawful boycotts of particular customers.

Of course, I do have Autism and I lack the mental ability to make any attempt to compete with others. I do not understand the non-Autistic mindset of needing to compete with others. The entire concept of competition baffles and confuses me greatly. I find the acting of competing with others to be one of the most mind-boggling activities practiced by the non-Autistic community.

Proprietary & Confidential Information

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I believe that it is important that I respect the property rights of others. I will not acquire or seek to acquire improper means of a competitor’s trade secrets or other proprietary or confidential information. I will not engage in unauthorized use, copying, distribution or alteration of software or any other intellectual property.

Integral to my and The Space Dock 13 Network’s business success is my protection of confidential company information, trade secrets, and so forth, as well as nonpublic information entrusted to me by employees, customers and other business partners. Confidential and proprietary information includes such things as pricing and financial data, customer names/ addresses or nonpublic information about other companies, including current or potential supplier and vendors. I will not disclose confidential and nonpublic information without a valid business purpose and proper authorization.

I do not disclose any confidential or proprietary information about the company to persons outside the company without prior authorization of senior management unless such disclosure is legally mandated. “Persons outside the company” include family, friends, vendors, customers, competitors or the news media.

Confidential information includes, but is not limited to:

• Business and store location plans

• Strategic plans

• Sales and financial data and reports

• Forecasts

• Products and pricing

• Identity of associates, vendors and customers

• Information contained in memoranda, reports, analyses, lists, schedules or electronic communications and all other documents prepared for internal use

• Information obtained in meetings and discussions whether or not in writing

• Information regarding internal systems and procedures

• Information pertaining to any company or individual with whom EelKat does business

• Size or terms of purchase orders

• Information about customer purchases

• Merchandise assortments

• Store rankings

• Personnel and performance records

• Build-out plans

• Salary and employment information or any other information or materials designated by EelKat as proprietary or confidential

• Information pertaining to any lawsuits or government actions or investigations involving the company

• Information concerning any company investigation or audit, internal or otherwise

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I will not selectively disclose (whether in one-on-one or small discussions, meetings, presentations, proposals or otherwise) any material nonpublic information with respect to my Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker practice and methods, its securities, business operations, plans, financial condition, results of operations or any development plan. I strive to be particularly vigilant when making presentations or proposals to customers to ensure that my presentations do not contain material nonpublic information.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I shall act in good faith, with due care, and shall engage only in fair and open competition, by treating ethically competitors, suppliers, customers, and colleagues. Stealing proprietary information, possessing trade secret information that was obtained without the owner's consent, or intentionally inducing such disclosures by past or present employees of other companies is prohibited. I will never take unfair advantage of anyone through manipulation, concealment, abuse of privileged information, misrepresentation of material facts, or any other unfair practice.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I am committed to maintaining the highest degree of integrity in all my dealings with potential, current and past clients, both in terms of normal commercial confidentiality, and the protection of all personal information received in the course of providing the business services concerned. I extend the same standards to all my customers, suppliers and associates.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I shall respect the confidentiality of information acquired in the course of their employment except when authorized or otherwise legally obligated to disclose such information.  I shall not use for personal advantage confidential information acquired in the course of their employment.

EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network strives to maintain the highest standards of decency, fairness and integrity in all my operations. Likewise, I am dedicated to protecting my readers, customers', consumers' and online visitors' privacy on my website. HOWEVER: You give up that right the moment you cross the line and take part in harassment, bullying, defamation, libel, and slander. If you are a bully, your information WILL be made public.

Never forget that I am a Voodoo Priestess and the Holy woman of the Scottish Gypsies of Old Orchard Beach, Maine. I do and will cast hotfooting mirror-box spells to send all your bad will and ill thoughts back upon you and your family seven fold. No ill intent sent my way ever reaches me, and always returns back on the sender. I am protected. 

If you do not agree to the EelKat.com Terms of Use and Privacy Policy as posted here on this website, please do not use this site or any services offered by this site, nor make any mention of my name, at any time or any place, online or offline, written, typed, or verbal.

Your use of this site, my products, and/  or my services indicates acceptance of this retaliation policy and terms of service.

If you say anything about me online or offline, written or verbal, on paper or on a blog, in a forum or in an email, any mention of my name anywhere in any form, that too indicates your acceptance of this policy and terms of service.

Health, Safety, and Duty of Care

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, my actions and advice will always conform to relevant law, and I believe that all businesses and organizations, including this consultancy, should avoid causing any adverse effect on the human rights of people in the organizations I deal with, the local and wider environments, and the well-being of society at large.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I strive to ensure that The Space Dock 13 Network is dedicated to maintaining a healthy environment.

Conflicts of Interest

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I feel that it is highly important that I must avoid any relationship or activity that might impair, or even appear to impair, my ability to make objective and fair decisions when performing my jobs. At times, I may be faced with situations where the business actions I take on behalf of EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network may conflict with my own personal or family interests. I owe a duty to EelKat and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network's to advance its legitimate interests when the opportunity to do so arises. I must never use EelKat's and The Space Dock 13 Network property or information for personal gain or personally take for ourselves any opportunity that is discovered through you position, affiliation, and/  or connection with EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network.

Due to the sensitive nature of my particular consultancy services, I will not provide a service to a direct competitor of a client, and I generally try to avoid any dealings with competitor companies even after the cessation of services to a client.

Here are some other ways in which conflicts of interest could arise:

1. Being employed (you or a close family member) by, or acting as a consultant to, a competitor or potential competitor, supplier or contractor, regardless of the nature of the employment, while you are employed with or a client of EelKat and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network.

2. Hiring or supervising family members or closely related persons.

3. Serving as a board member for an outside commercial company or organization.

4. Owning or having a substantial interest in a competitor, supplier or contractor.

5. Having a personal interest, financial interest or potential gain in any transaction.

6. Accepting gifts, discounts, favors or services from a customer/  potential customer, competitor or supplier, unless equally available to all of The Space Dock 13 Network employees.

Determining whether a conflict of interest exists is not always easy to do. Employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else with a conflict of interest question should seek advice from EelKat. Before engaging in any activity, transaction or relationship that might give rise to a conflict of interest, employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else must seek review.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I shall act with honesty and integrity.  And I shall avoid all actual or apparent conflicts of interest between personal and professional relationships and shall disclose to the audit committee of the board of directors any material transaction or relationship that reasonably could be expected to give rise to such conflict.

Gifts, Gratuities and Business Courtesies

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I am committed to competing solely on a merit of my products and services. I strive to avoid any actions that create a perception that favorable treatment of outside entities by EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network was sought, received or given in exchange for personal business courtesies. Business courtesies include gifts, gratuities, meals, refreshments, entertainment or other benefits from persons or companies with whom EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network does or may do business. I will neither give nor accept business courtesies that constitute, or could reasonably be perceived as constituting, unfair business inducements that would violate law, regulation or polices of EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network or customers, or would cause embarrassment or reflect negatively on EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network’s reputation.

Most business courtesies offered to me in the course of my career are offered because of my position as a Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I strive to not feel any entitlement to accept and keep a business courtesy. Although I may not use my position as a  Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker to obtain business courtesies, and I must never ask for them, I may accept unsolicited business courtesies that promote successful working relationships and good will with the firms that EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network maintains or may establish a business relationship with.

Employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else who award contracts or who can influence the allocation of business, who create specifications that result in the placement of business or who participate in negotiation of contracts must be particularly careful to avoid actions that create the appearance of favoritism or that may adversely affect the company’s reputation for impartiality and fair dealing. The prudent course is to refuse a courtesy from a supplier when EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network is involved in choosing or reconfirming a supplier or under circumstances that would create an impression that offering courtesies is the way to obtain EelKat's and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network's business.

Any business that has to be won by providing unusual gifts or hospitality is business we don’t want.

In exceptional circumstances (e.g. local culture, traditions), I will accept non-nominal gifts if refusal would reasonably cause embarrassment or hurt to the individual offering it and then seek advise of its receipt so that an appropriate course of action may be determined.

Meals, Refreshments and Entertainment

The purpose of business entertainment and gifts in a commercial setting is to create goodwill and sound working relationships, not to gain unfair advantage with customers, suppliers or service providers. No gift or entertainment should ever be offered or accepted by me or any family member of mine unless it (1) is consistent with customary business practices, (2) is not excessive in value, (3) cannot be construed as a bribe or payoff and (4) does not violate any laws or regulations. The offer or acceptance of cash gifts by any person is prohibited. 

I may accept occasional meals, refreshments, entertainment and similar business courtesies that are shared with the person who has offered to pay for the meal or entertainment, provided that:

• They are not inappropriately lavish or excessive.

• The courtesies are not frequent and do not reflect a pattern of frequent acceptance of courtesies from the same person or entity.

• The courtesy does not create the appearance of an attempt to influence business decisions, such as accepting courtesies or entertainment from a supplier whose contract is expiring in the near future.

• The employee, customer, client, investor, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else accepting the business courtesy would not feel uncomfortable discussing the courtesy with his or her manager or co-worker or having the courtesies known by the public.

 Gifts

Employees may accept unsolicited gifts, other than money, that conform to the reasonable ethical practices of the marketplace, including:

• Flowers, fruit baskets and other modest presents that commemorate a special occasion.

• Gifts of nominal value, such as calendars, pens, mugs, caps and t-shirts (or other novelty, advertising or promotional items).

Generally, employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else may not accept compensation, honoraria or money of any amount from entities with whom EelKat and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network does or may do business. Tangible gifts (including tickets to a sporting or entertainment event) that have a market value greater than $100 may not be accepted unless approval is obtained from management.

Employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else with questions about accepting business courtesies should talk to EelKat.

 Offering Business Courtesies

Any employee, customer, client, investor, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else who offers a business courtesy must assure that it cannot reasonably be interpreted as an attempt to gain an unfair business advantage or otherwise reflect negatively upon EelKat and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network. An employee, customer, client, investor, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else may never use personal funds or resources to do something that cannot be done with EelKat's and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network's resources. Accounting for business courtesies must be done in accordance with approved company procedures.

Other than to my government customers, for whom special rules apply, I may provide nonmonetary gifts (i.e., company logo apparel or similar promotional items) to my customers. Further, management may approve other courtesies, including meals, refreshments or entertainment of reasonable value, provided that:

• The practice does not violate any law or regulation or the standards of conduct of the recipient’s organization.

• The business courtesy is consistent with industry practice, is infrequent in nature and is not lavish.

• The business courtesy is properly reflected on the books and records of EelKat, The Twighlight Manor Press, Copper Cockeral Cards & Gifts, The Pidgie Fund, Laughing Gnome Hollow, The Church of the Holy Rhinestone, and the rest of the Space Dock 13 Network.

Contracts

My contract will usually be in the form of a detailed proposal, including aims, activities, costs, timescales and deliverables. The quality of my service and the value of my support provide the only true basis for continuity. I always try to meet my clients' contractual requirements, and particularly for situations where an external funding provider requires more official parameters and controls.

Fees

My fees are always competitive for what I provide, which is a high quality, tailored, specialised service. As such I do not generally offer arbitrary discounts; generally a reduction in price is only enabled by reducing the level or extent of services to be delivered. That said, I always try to propose solutions which accommodate my clients' available budgets and timescales. Wherever possible I agree my fees and basis of charges clearly in advance, so that I and my clients can plan reliably for what lies ahead, and how it is to be achieved and financially justified.

Promote Substance Over Form

At times, we are all faced with decisions we would rather not have to make and issues we would prefer to avoid. As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker,  I must have the courage to tackle the tough decisions and make difficult choices, secure in the knowledge that I and The Space Dock 13 Network are committed to doing the right thing. At times this will mean doing more than simply what the law requires. Merely because I can pursue a course of action does not mean I should do so.

Although EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network’s guiding principles cannot address every issue or provide answers to every dilemma, they can define the spirit in which I intend to do business and should guide me in my daily conduct.

Accountability

Each of us is responsible for knowing and adhering to the values and standards set forth in this Code and for raising questions if you are uncertain about company policy. If you are concerned whether the standards are being met or are aware of violations of the Code, you must contact the HR department.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I take very seriously the standards set forth in this Code, and violations are cause for disciplinary action up to and including termination of employment.

Use of Company Resources

Company resources, including time, material, equipment and information, are provided for company business use. Nonetheless, occasional personal use is permissible as long as it does not affect job performance or cause a disruption to the workplace.

Employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else who CLAIMS to represent EelKat and/ or The Space Dock 13 Network are trusted to behave responsibly and use good judgment to conserve company resources. Managers are responsible for the resources assigned to their departments and are empowered to resolve issues concerning their proper use.

I will not use company equipment such as computers, copiers and fax machines in the conduct of an outside business or in support of any religious, political or other outside daily activity, except for company-requested support to nonprofit organizations. I will not solicit contributions nor distribute non-work related materials during work hours. Note that as this is largely a religious operation, any use of business equipment for use in connection with OTHER religious organizations is a conflict of interests. 

In order to protect the interests of The Space Dock 13 Network, EelKat and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network reserves the right to monitor or review all data and information contained on an employee’s company-issued computer or electronic device, the use of the Internet. I will not tolerate the use of company resources to create, access, store, print, solicit or send any materials that are harassing, threatening, abusive, sexually explicit or otherwise offensive or inappropriate.

Questions about the proper use of company resources should be directed to EelKat.

Government Relations

It is EelKat's policy to comply fully with all applicable laws and regulations governing contact and dealings with government employees and public officials, and to adhere to high ethical, moral and legal standards of business conduct. This policy includes strict compliance with all local, state, federal, foreign and other applicable laws, rules and regulations. As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I shall endeavor to faithfully comply with all laws, rules and regulations of federal, state, and local governments, and all applicable private or public regulatory agencies.

Due to the sensitive nature of my particular consultancy services, especially the practice of Necromancy and it's use of cemeteries and graveyard dirt, I am extra careful to get all proper permissions from said said cemeteries and living relations of the dead. There are four private cemeteries located on my farm. All persons buried there are my ancestors. I do most of my work with these graves as I am the caretaker of the graves. When working with public cemeteries or private cemeteries owned by others I always gain proper permits and permissions from owners, families, and local authorities, prior to performing and spell-casting, grave collecting, or rituals.

As an ethical Voodoo Priestess, Card Reader, Conjure Worker, Necromancer, Faerie Faith Practitioner, and Hoodoo Rootworker, I shall not make payment to a domestic or foreign government official in order to obtain favored treatment with respect to the company’s business.

Political Contributions

EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network encourages participation in the political process by its employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else. The United States federal government, some states and some other countries have, however, enacted Laws regulating campaign contributions in order to limit the political influence of certain types of contributors, such as corporations, religious leaders, and non-American political leaders. This Policy sets forth certain rules regarding Company and Employee contributions to political candidates and participation in political campaigns.

1. EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network will comply with applicable Laws regulating political influence and campaign contributions.

2. EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network believes strongly in the democratic political process and that its employees, clients, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else should take an active interest in fostering principles of good government in the nations, states and communities in which they live. Any employee, client, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else may spend their own time and funds supporting political candidates and issues but they will not be reimbursed by EelKat and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network in any way for such time or their funds used for political contributions. Each employee, client, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else is urged to be sure that their personal political contributions and activities are in compliance with applicable Law. For example, persons who are not United States citizens are not permitted to make political contributions to candidates in federal, state or local elections in the United States. Other countries also have Laws regulating political contributions.

3. No employee, client, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else shall apply any pressure, direct or implied, on any other Employee that infringes upon an individual’s right to decide whether, to whom and in what amount a personal political contribution is to be made.

4. Any employee, client, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else who CLAIMS to represent EelKat and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network in political and governmental matters must comply with all Laws that regulate corporate participation in public affairs. (NOTE: That I NEVER have anyone represent me, and anyone one claiming to be speaking on my behalf, is NOT doing so with my consent or permission.) Under various statutes, certain conduct, which is permitted and encouraged for individuals, is prohibited on the part of corporations. It is EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network’s policy to comply fully with these prohibitions.

5. Because EelKat is an ordained minister, EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network is legally prohibited from contributing directly or indirectly in support of political candidates for elective federal office in the United States and is similarly prohibited from making such contributions in certain states and other countries. Indirect expenditures on behalf of a candidate, such as travel on Company aircraft, may be considered as contributions in this regard.

6. Because EelKat is Clan Chieftain (aka Gypsy Queen) of a Sovereign Nation which exists on American soil, EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network is legally prohibited from contributing directly or indirectly in support of political candidates for elective federal office in the United States and is similarly prohibited from making such contributions in certain states and other countries. Indirect expenditures on behalf of a candidate, such as travel on Company aircraft, may be considered as contributions in this regard. 

7. No political contribution of Company funds, property or services can be made by EelKat and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network, or in the name of EelKat and/  or The Space Dock 13 Network, except in accordance with a plan approved by EelKat. Such approval is subject to assurance by the Law Department that such contribution is legal and proper under applicable Laws and regulations.

8. When permitted by Law and authorized by EelKat, Company funds and facilities may be used to provide the needed administrative support for the operation of Political Action Committees or political action programs, the purposes of which include the disbursement of financial contributions made by certain employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, and/ or others to political parties or candidates. No Company funds, facilities or other property will be used for other than administrative support of such a committee.

9. When permitted by Law, and authorized by EelKat, expenditures of Company funds may be made to inform or influence the voting public on an issue of importance to the business of EelKat and/ or The Space Dock 13 Network and its affiliates.

If an employee, client, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else is requested to make a political contribution or to provide assistance on behalf of EelKat and/ or The Space Dock 13 Network, whether personal or corporate, and such employee, client, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else has any questions regarding this Policy or applicable Law, the employee, client, reader, relative, family member, or anyone else should consult with EelKat via Government Relations and/ or the Law Department.

Media Inquiries

EelKat and The Space Dock 13 Network is a high-profile personality and company in my community of York County, Maine, and from time to time, employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else may be (and often are) approached by reporters and other members of the media. In order to ensure that I speak with one voice and provide accurate information about myself and my company, products and services, I DO NOT ALLOW any employees, customers, clients, investors, readers, relatives, family members, or anyone else  to speak for me  or my company. If you are approached by any media you should direct all media inquiries to me, EelKat, directly. No one may issue a press release on my behalf, for any reason, at all, EVER.

NOTE: That I NEVER have anyone represent me, and anyone one claiming to be speaking on my behalf, is NOT doing so with my consent or permission.

CTR: Choose The Right

We must all work together to ensure prompt and consistent action against violations of this Code. In some situations, however, it is difficult to know if a violation has occurred. Because we cannot anticipate every situation that will arise, it is important that we have a way to approach a new question or problem. These are the steps to keep in mind:

Make sure you have all the facts. In order to reach the right solutions, we must be as informed as possible. Never ASSUME for it makes an ASS out of U and ME.

Clarify your responsibility and role. In most situations, there is shared responsibility. Are your colleagues informed? It may help to get others involved and discuss the problem.

Discuss the problem with your supervisor. This is the basic guidance for all situations. In many cases, your supervisor will be more knowledgeable about the questions, and he or she will appreciate being consulted as part of the decision-making process.

You may report ethical violations in confidence without fear of retaliation. If your situation requires that your identity be kept secret, your anonymity will be protected to the maximum extent consistent with my legal obligations. I in all circumstances prohibits retaliation of any kind against those who report ethical violations in good faith.

Ask first, act later. If you are unsure of what to do in any situation, seek guidance before you act.

Several key questions can help identify situations that may be unethical, inappropriate or illegal. Ask yourself:

 What specifically am I being asked to do? 

 Does it seem unethical or improper? Use your judgment and common sense. If something seems unethical or improper, it probably is.

• Does what I am doing comply with the EelKat's and/ or The Space Dock 13 Network's guiding principles, Code of Conduct and company policies?

• Have I been asked to misrepresent information or deviate from normal procedure? Think carefully on this one. I've been misrepresented before, and I am well acquainted with the local court houses and all the ways possible to drag you, your family, your business, and anyone involved in you through many years of legal mud. 

• Would I feel comfortable describing my decision at a staff meeting? Yes? No? I WILL expect you to explain yourself and your actions. Remember, I have Autism, I expect full details in correct and proper grammar.

• How would it look if it made the headlines? Remember, I am OFTEN in the news, on TV, in the newspapers, etc, etc, etc. I have been for more then 40 years. If you get involved in any sort of a situation involving me, how will YOU be seen in the eyes of my adoring public? 

• Am I being loyal to my family, my company and myself? Be loyal. Loyalty is good. I like loyalty. 

• What would I tell my child to do? If you wouldn't ask your child to do it, you probably shouldn't be doing it either.

• Is this the right thing to do? Remember: CTR = Choose The Right. Always choose the right thing to do.

Good Judgement Rule

Although this Code attempts to deal with many types of business conduct considered to be unethical, improper or detrimental to EelKat’s reputation or interests, no company policy could ever anticipate every situation that arises during the course of your employment. You are, therefore, advised to use good judgment in dealing with issues that confront you in applying the Code to unusual situations not specifically covered by the Code.

Work For Hire~
Twighlight Manor Press Freelance Writer Agreement

The following contract and terms are to be printed up and signed by both parties before I will enter into any Work For Hire Freelance Writing Agreement:

EelKat Wendy C Allen

The Twighlight Manor Press

146 Portland Ave

Old Orchard Beach,

Maine, 04064-1520

United States of America

[THE COMPANY]

[YOUR ADDRESS]

[YOUR CITY]

[YOUR ZIP CODE]

[YOUR COUNTRY]

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FREELANCE WRITER AGREEMENT 

This AGREEMENT ("Agreement") is made and effective on ______________ (MM/DD/YYYY), is entered into  by and between EelKat Wendy Christine Allen (herein called “EelKat”) and ____________________ (Insert the name and address of [THE COMPANY]) (herein called the “Company”).NOW, THEREFORE, in consideration of the mutual promises contained herein, the parties agree as follows terms:

Services to be Provided by EelKat: EelKat agrees to submit, on her sole initiative, written articles to the [THE COMPANY] on the following subjects, _____________________ (the "manuscript/ articles"). The manner and method of producing these manuscript/ articles is solely at the discretion of EelKat; [THE COMPANY] has no right of control over EelKat's manner or method of performance under this Agreement. EelKat will submit manuscript/ articles in accordance with the schedule of copy deadlines being used by the [THE COMPANY].

Work to be Performed: EelKat will write and submit manuscript/ article to Company as following; Subject: Length: Schedule for submission: Writer has the sole discretion to decide the manner and method in which manuscript/ article shall be produced. [THE COMPANY] reserves the right to edit and abridge as necessary.

Compensation: [THE COMPANY] agrees to pay EelKat $________ per manuscript/ article published by [THE COMPANY]. [THE COMPANY] agrees to pay $____ per Photograph taken by Writer that is published in conjunction with an manuscript/ article. [THE COMPANY] has sole discretion to decide which manuscript/ article/s and photograph(s) submitted by EelKat is/ are to be published. Payment will be made:

[] a) within ___ days of publication or 

[] b) upon acceptance of manuscript/ article. 

Kill Fee: The manuscript/ article on the topic of _____ is scheduled for publication by ______________(date). In the event that [THE COMPANY] decides not to publish the article as scheduled, it will pay EelKat $________ kill fee. All rights will then revert to Writer. Under no circumstances will EelKat be paid on an hourly, daily or other basis that is a function of time. EelKat acknowledges and agrees that [THE COMPANY] will only pay EelKat for manuscript/ articles that are published and [THE COMPANY] has the sole and exclusive authority to determine whether or not to publish any and all manuscript/ articles submitted by EelKat. [THE COMPANY] agrees to pay EelKat $_______ per photograph published in conjunction with an manuscript/ article; however, EelKat understands and agrees that [THE COMPANY] may publish, at its sole discretion, any number of photographs less than or equal to those submitted by EelKat with the manuscript/ article.

Original Content: EelKat warrants that the work is original, accurate, and does not infringe on any copyright.

Copyright: 

[]A: The Freelance Writer [EelKat] [EelKat] retains the copyright to the specified work but grants to [THE COMPANY] the following rights: (choose one or more) 

    [] First Serial Rights 

    [] One-Time Rights 

    [] Second Serial Rights 

    [] Electronic Rights 

    [] All Rights 

    [] Subsidiary Rights 

    [] Dramatic, Television and Motion Picture Rights 

[]B: Work to be performed as Work for Hire. All rights to remain with [THE COMPANY].

Assignment and Ownership of Intellectual Property: EelKat hereby understands and agrees that all manuscript/ articles submitted to, and published by, [THE COMPANY] under this Agreement shall be considered works for hire, and further, to the extend any intellectual property right does not pass pursuant to a work for hire, EelKat hereby assigns to [THE COMPANY] all rights to publish the manuscript/ article, and all previously submitted articles of EelKat, in any tangible medium of expression, now known or later developed, from which it can be perceived, reproduced, or otherwise communicated, either directly or with the aid of a machine or device, including without limitation the rights to archive, republish, edit, repackage or revise any manuscript/ article in any manner as [THE COMPANY] agreed to in the comment section below. The rights conferred upon [THE COMPANY] by this agreement shall be exclusive to [THE COMPANY] for a period of _______ after the first date [THE COMPANY] initially publishes the manuscript/ article.

Conflicts of Interest; Non-hire Provision: The Freelance Writer [EelKat] represents that they are free to enter into this Agreement and that this engagement does not violate the terms of any agreement between The Freelance Writer [EelKat] and any third party. Further, The Freelance Writer [EelKat], in rendering their duties shall not utilize any invention, discovery, development, improvement, innovation, or trade secret in which they do not have a proprietary interest. During the term of this agreement, The Freelance Writer [EelKat] shall devote as much of their productive time, energy and abilities to the performance of their duties hereunder as is necessary to perform the required duties in a timely and productive manner. The Freelance Writer [EelKat] is expressly free to perform services for other parties while performing services for [THE COMPANY]. For a period of six months following any termination, The Freelance Writer [EelKat] shall not, directly or indirectly hire, solicit, or encourage to leave [THE COMPANY]’s employment, any employee, consultant, or Freelance Writer of [THE COMPANY] or hire any such employee, consultant, or Freelance Writer who has left [THE COMPANY]’s employment or contractual engagement within one year of such employment or engagement.

Contract Period: This agreement will begin on the date set forth below and shall continue until terminated as provided by either party. If either party violates a term of this Agreement, then the other party (the "Non-breaching Party") may terminate this Agreement, effective immediately upon delivery of written notice of termination by the Non-breaching Party. Not withstanding the foregoing, either party may terminate this Agreement at any time for any or no reason, effective upon thirty (30) days written notice.

Independent Contractor: In consideration of the mutual covenants made herein, the parties agree as follows: 

EelKat is engaged in the business of writing articles and other materials on a freelance basis. 

[THE COMPANY] is engaged in the business of [THE COMPANY] publication.

Relationship: The parties expressly agree and acknowledge that the relationship created by this Agreement is one of Independent Contractor. [THE COMPANY] is not the employer of EelKat, and EelKat is not, and will not be treated as, an employee of [THE COMPANY] for federal tax purposes, or any other purposes. EelKat is an independent contractor, and nothing contained in this Agreement shall be construed to:

  (i) give either party the power to direct and control the day-to-day activities of the other,

  (ii) constitute the parties as partners, joint ventures, co-owners or otherwise, or

    (iii) allow Freelance Writer/ EelKat to create or assume any obligation on behalf of Company for any purpose whatsoever.

Freelance Writer/ EelKat is not an employee of Company and is not entitled to any employee benefits. Freelance Writer shall be responsible for paying all income taxes and other taxes charged to Freelance Writer on amounts earned hereunder. All financial and other obligations associated with Freelance Writer/ EelKat's business are the sole responsibility of Writer/ EelKat.

Representations and Warranties of EelKat: By submitting an manuscript/ article to [THE COMPANY], EelKat represents and warrants that the manuscript/ article is EelKat's original work, that the manuscript/ article is not owned by any third party, that the manuscript/ article is accurate, that the manuscript/ article has not been obtained by unlawful means, that the manuscript/ article has not been previously published in any manner or medium, specifically including, but not limited to, print or electronic means, and that publication of the article by [THE COMPANY] will not violate any copyright or other intellectual property right of any third party.

Insurance: The Freelance Writer [EelKat] will carry liability insurance relative to any service that they perform for [THE COMPANY].

Taxes: As an Independent Contractor, EelKat shall be responsible for the reporting, deposit and payment of any and all federal, state, and local taxes, including but not limited to income taxes, FICA taxes, and unemployment taxes incidental to the performance of, or payment under this Agreement.

Choice of Law: The laws of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, United States of America shall govern the validity of this Agreement, the construction of its terms and the interpretation of the rights and duties of the parties hereto.

Waiver: Waiver by one party hereto of breach of any provision of this Agreement by the other shall not operate or be construed as a continuing waiver.

Assignment: EelKat shall not assign any of their rights under this Agreement, or delegate the performance of any of their duties hereunder, without the prior written consent of [THE COMPANY].

Modification or Amendment: No amendment, change or modification of this Agreement shall be valid unless in writing signed by all the parties hereto.

Entire Agreement: This Agreement sets forth the entire agreement and understanding of the parties relating to the subject matter herein and supersedes any prior discussions or agreements between them. No modification of or amendment to this Agreement, nor any waiver of any rights under this Agreement, shall be effective unless in writing signed by the party to be charged.

Severability: If any provision of this Agreement is held to be invalid by a court of competent jurisdiction, then the remaining provisions shall nevertheless remain in full force and effect.

Headings: Section headings are not to be considered a part of this Agreement and are not intended to be a full and accurate description of the contents hereof.

Additional Comments A:______________________________

Additional Comments B:______________________________  

Additional Comments C:______________________________

This agreement will be governed by the laws of: Old Orchard Beach, Maine, United States of America

This Agreement is entered into on this _____ day of __________, 200___.

EELKAT WENDY C ALLEN ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Name:__________ Title:_________ Date:__________  

[] By checking this I hereby agree to the terms of this agreement, with the intent to be legally bound.

Signature____________________________________________

 

[THE COMPANY] ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

Name:__________ Title:__________ Date:__________  

[] By checking this I hereby agree to the terms of this agreement with the intent to be legally bound.

Signature_____________________________________________


The Twighlight Manor Press
Work For Hire~
Freelance Editorial Agreement

The following contract and terms are to be printed up and signed by both parties before I will enter into any Work For Hire Freelance Editng Agreement:

This agreement is between (“Editor”) and (“Client”) and concerns the following manuscript:

Author(s): [NAME OF AUTHOR/CLIENT]

Working title: [TITLE OF AUTHOR/CLIENT'S BOOK]

Length and description of manuscript: ______

1. EDITORIAL TASKS

The Editor agrees to do the following on the manuscript: [TASK AND TERMS ARE DEFINED ON A CASE BY CASE BASIS]

2. DELIVERY

The manuscript is to be delivered to the Editor by the Client on or before 

(date) by means 

of (courier, e-mail, or other) in the following format: .

The projected schedule for completion of the Editor’s work (specify number of iterations, if applicable) is as follows: [TASK AND TERMS ARE DEFINED ON A CASE BY CASE BASIS]

3. PAYMENT

The agreed-upon editorial fee of , [TASK AND TERMS ARE DEFINED ON A CASE BY CASE BASIS]

based on a flat fee or an hourly rate ($45.80 per hour), is to be paid by the Client to the Editor in the following manner: [TASK AND TERMS ARE DEFINED ON A CASE BY CASE BASIS]

The fee does not include the Goods and Services Tax or other applicable federal or provincial sales taxes. Payment is to be made within _____ days of invoice. Any payment after the due date is subject to _____% interest per month (_____% per annum).

The Client will reimburse the Editor for direct expenses incurred in fulfilling this agreement, including:

• photocopying

• printouts

• inputting

• long-distance calls

• parking

• travel

• couriers and postage

• ____________________

4. TERMINATION

This agreement may be terminated by either party in the event of material change of circumstance, with _____ days’ notice sent in writing to the other party at the address shown below. If the Editor terminates the agreement, the Editor will be paid by the Client for work done up to the date of termination. If the Client terminates the agreement, the Editor will be paid by the Client for the work done until termination or , whichever amount is greater.

5. SPECIAL CLAUSES

The editorial credit line shall read  

and shall appear on , at the option of the Editor.

Other: [TASK AND TERMS ARE DEFINED ON A CASE BY CASE BASIS]

6. INDEMNITY

Editing is intrinsically a process of offering advice and suggestions to the Author and Client. In addition to offering such advice and suggestions, the Editor’s responsibility is limited to notifying the Client of any unresolved differences with the Author before the work proceeds to the next stage of production. While the Editor will make every effort to bring questionable material to the attention of the Client, the Client agrees to indemnify and save harmless the Editor from any and all claims or demands, including legal fees, arising out of any alleged libel or copyright infringement committed by the Author or Client in creating the work.

7. APPLICABLE LAWS

The terms of this agreement shall be interpreted according to the laws of

Old Orchard Beach, Maine, United States of America, 04064.

In Québec only: Les parties aux présentes consentent à ce que celles-ci soient rédigées en langue anglaise (the parties agree that the agreement be written in English).

This contract may be changed only by written agreement between the Editor and the Client.

Signed by the parties to this agreement on (date)

Signature:

Editor’s printed name: EelKat Wendy Christine Allen

Address: 146 Portland Avenue, Suite 458 @ No Hurry

              Old Orchard Beach, ME, 04064-1520

Signature:

Client’s printed name:

Address:


Schedule A

Definitions of Terms

Developmental/Project Editing. Co-ordinating and editing a project from proposal or rough manuscript to final manuscript, incorporating input from authors, consultants, or reviewers. Does not include the following unless specified

• budgeting

• hiring

• design supervision

• production co-ordination


Rewriting. Creating a new manuscript or parts of a manuscript on the basis of content and research supplied by Author. Does not include the following unless specified:

• research

• writing original material

Substantive/Structural Editing. Clarifying or reorganizing a manuscript for content and structure. Does not include the following unless specified:

• research

• writing original material

• negotiating changes with Author

Note: The agreement should specify whether changes are to be suggested or drafted; if the latter, it should specify whether changes are to be made to hard copy or to the electronic manuscript.

Stylistic Editing. Clarifying meaning, eliminating jargon, polishing language, and other non-mechanical line-by-line editing. Does not include the following unless specified:

• checking or correcting reading level 

• creating or recasting tables or figures

• negotiating changes with Author

Note: The agreement should specify whether changes are to be suggested or drafted; if the latter, it should specify whether changes are to be made to hard copy or to the electronic manuscript.

Copy Editing. Editing for grammar, usage, spelling, punctuation, and other mechanics of style; checking for consistency of mechanics and for internal consistency of facts; inserting head levels and approximate placement of art; editing tables, figures, and lists; notifying Designer of any unusual production requirements. Does not include the following unless specified:

• Canadianizing

• metrication

• providing or editing art manuscript

• providing or changing system of citations

• editing index

• writing or editing captions or credit lines

• writing running heads

• obtaining or listing permissions needed

• providing front matter (prelims), cover copy, or CIP data

• editing preface or foreword

• negotiating changes with Author

• seeking approvals from clients’ representatives

Notes: The agreement should specify whether changes are to be made to hard copy, to the electronic manuscript, or to both.

“Copy editing” is often loosely used to include stylistic and even structural editing, fact checking, and mark-up. It is not so used in this agreement. These other tasks must be specified.

Mark-Up/Electronic Coding/Tagging. Inserting codes to manuscript, either on hard copy or electronically, to indicate design elements. Does not include the following unless specified:

• creating design in the electronic file

• creating art

Fact Checking/Citation Checking/Reference Checking. Checking accuracy of facts and quotes by reference to original sources used by Author or to other reference sources.

Indexing. Producing a key to the contents of a work. Includes reading and analyzing the work; choosing subjects, concepts, and other elements that together form a systematic guide to the information contained in the work; arranging these elements into entries consisting of headings and subheadings and their locators (for example, page numbers); and arranging the entries alphabetically or in some other searchable order.

Note: The agreement should specify whether the Client will provide a style sheet.

Picture Research. Locating suitable photos or artwork. Does not include the following unless specified:

• reading manuscript and composing picture list

• setting and maintaining budgets

• searching for artists’ references

• obtaining pictures and permission releases

• arranging for and supervising set-up shots

• editing and choosing pictures

• writing captions, labels, or source lines

• organizing pictures for scanning

• returning pictures

• negotiating usage fees

• sending final usage letters

Permissions. Locating source information and obtaining permission releases for copyrighted material. Does not include the following unless specified:

• reading manuscript and composing list of permissions needed

• setting and maintaining budgets

• negotiating usage fees

Production Co-ordination. Co-ordinating and supervising design, formatting, and proofreading stages, and ensuring integration of design and content. Does not include the following unless specified:

• preparing printer’s specs or obtaining quotes

• formatting

• proofing

• inputting changes

• checking vandykes/blues or other types of proofs and film

Note: Projects are assumed to be one colour only unless otherwise specified.

Proofreading. Checking proofs of formatted, edited material for adherence to design and for minor, mechanical errors in copy (such as spelling mistakes or small deviations from style sheet). Does not include the following unless specified:

• incorporating or exercising discretion on Author’s alterations

• copyfitting

• checking accuracy of running heads and folios

• checking page breaks

• inserting or checking page numbers to contents and page references

• marking colour breaks

• flagging or checking location of art

Notes: The agreement should specify whether proofs are to be read in isolation or “to copy” and whether a style sheet will be provided. It should also specify whether proofs are first, second (or subsequent), or final pages.

“Proofreading” is often loosely used to include copy editing and other tasks. It is not so used in this agreement. These other tasks must be specified.

Desktop Publishing. Creating a formatted document from an electronic manuscript according to a Designer’s instructions or a style template. Includes sizing and placement of art and setting front and back matter. Does not include the following unless specified:

• establishing design

• creating cover art

• formatting index

Note: Projects are assumed to be one colour only unless otherwise specified.

Many editorial and production stages have the potential to require follow-up in the form of (1) editing and incorporating Author’s responses and (2) checking corrections after they have been input. This agreement does not include responsibility for such follow-up unless specified (e.g., “copy editing, including incorporating author’s responses to queries and checking the input thereof”).

The Editors’ Association of Canada/Association canadienne des réviseurs (EAC/ACR) approved this model on May 15, 1999, for the use of its members and the public in preparing editorial contracts. EAC/ACR accepts no liability with respect to the proper completion of the agreement or alterations made to it. 

Children's Online Privacy Protection Act

This website is directed to adults; it is not directed to children under the age of 18. We operate our site in compliance with the Children's Online Privacy Protection Act, and will not knowingly collect or use personal information from anyone under 18 years of age.

COPPA, CDA, CIPA, Obscenity, &
18 U.S.C. § 2257 Compliance 

While EelKat.com strives to be overall child-safe and family friendly site, this website does contain written/ text adult content, (crude language, such as use of the word 'fuck' and 'shithead', etc- and discussions of writing sex scenes for fiction) which may be unsuitable for viewers under the age of 18. 

EelKat is an author of books which contain mature content, including graphic and explicit sex scenes, male/ male sex scenes, BDSM themes, Master/ slave relationships, December/ May relationships, knotting & barbs (shape shifter sex), sissification/ male feminization, yaoi relationships and sex scenes, CBT (cock&ball torture), LGBT couples, graphic medieval torture scenes, graphically depicted murder scenes, suicide, attempted suicide, drug use, and strong language including heavy use of the word fuck. 

All characters featured in sexually explicit scenes are over the age of 18. Parental discretion is strongly advised. 

Many (most) of the articles and blog posts found on this site are commentary about various books written by EelKat and as such, include discussions about graphic and explicit sex scenes, male/ male sex scenes, BDSM themes, Master/ slave relationships, December/ May relationships, knotting & barbs (shape shifter sex), sissification/ male feminization, yaoi relationships and sex scenes, CBT (cock&ball torture), LGBT couples, graphic medieval torture scenes, graphically depicted murder scenes, suicide, attempted suicide, drug use, and strong language including heavy use of the word fuck. 

EelKat's books and the articles about them are not intended for children, and while some parents allow their teens to read EelKat's books, she strongly recommends all parents review the contents of said books before allowing their minor children access to them.

This site contains no images or mention of person under the age of 18.

This site does not contain any graphic, adult, or sexually explicit images.

The primary focus of this site is awareness of the Transgendered lifestyle and Autism awareness for adult with Autism.

Likewise this site contains topics of a religious and spiritual nature and deal heavily in topics of "dark arts", including Voodoo and Necromancy (EelKat is a Voodoo Priestess and Necromancer). Many parents frown on their teens viewing sites of this nature.

To access or use this site, it is HIGHLY RECOMMENDED that you be 18 years old or older and have the requisite power and authority to enter into this Privacy Policy. Children under the age of 18 are prohibited from using this site, unless they have their legal guardian's permission to be here.

If you are under the age of 18, please check with your parents/ guardian before viewing this site.

Retaliation to Harassment, Bullies, Defamation, Libel, Slander, Impersonation, Fraud, Defalcation, Misappropriation & Similar Irregularities Policy:

Retaliation Policy: Do know that if you harass EelKat on any site, blog, forum, private message, email, snail mail, social network, online, offline, or otherwise, SHE WILL make an example of you, trace your ISP to locate your GPS location, post your full name, home phone number, email address, and home address here on this site, tell the world what you have done and will forward all your bullying to the FBI. EelKat has already sent two cyber bullies to prison this way, think carefully before you harass, libel, slander, defame, impersonate, misrepresent, defalcate, misappropriate, or otherwise bully EelKat, because she does prosecute offenders to the fullest extent of the law and will stay on your ass about it for years to come. 

YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR WRITING, SPEAKING, AND IMPLYING OF ANY AND ALL FALSE STATEMENTS OF FACT TO PURPOSELY OR INTENTIONALLY HARM THE REPUTATION OF ANYONE OR ANYTHING and EelKat will hold you responsible for any false statements you write, say, or imply about her, anywhere, in any form. 

The legal definition of libel is: “to publish in print (including pictures,) writing or broadcasts through radio, television or film, an untruth about another or entity, which will do harm to that person or entity’s reputation.”

The legal definition of defamation is; “to injure one’s reputation caused by a false statement of fact and includes both libel (defamation in written or fixed form) and slander (spoken defamation)."

The crux of a defamation claim is falsity. Truthful statements that harm another’s reputation will not create liability for defamation (although they may open you up to other forms of liability if the information you publish is of a personal or high private nature.) Caution and restraint is key to avoiding possible libel and defamation actions.

(In other words: Be very, very, very careful in what you say about me, because I WILL track you down and sue your ass to hell and back.)

EelKat is a survivor of extreme bullying in childhood and now as an adult takes a strict zero tolerance stance against all bullies in all forms. Bully her once and she will haunt you for the rest of your life, she will NEVER drop it. EelKat has Savant Autism and forgets nothing. She will NEVER forget what you did, nor will she allow anyone else to forget it either.

EelKat strives to maintain the highest standards of decency, fairness and integrity in all our operations. Likewise, we are dedicated to protecting our readers, customers', consumers' and online visitors' privacy on our website.

HOWEVER: You give up that right the moment you cross the line and take part in harassment, bullying, defamation, libel, and slander. If you are a bully, your information WILL be made public.

Some examples of what may be considered harassment, depending on the facts and circumstances, including but not limited to the following:

  • Verbal or Written Harassment: For example, unwelcome or derogatory comments regarding a person’s race, color, sex, religion, ancestry, ethnic heritage, mental or physical disability, age, appearance or other classification protected by Law; threats of physical harm; or the distribution, including by email or other electronic media, or display in any area, of written or graphic material having such effects.
  • Physical Harassment: For example, hitting, pushing or other aggressive physical contact, touching or threats to take such action, or inappropriate gestures.
  • Sexual Harassment:  For example, unwelcome sexual conduct, whether verbal or physical, including, among other things, sexual advances, demands for sexual favors, or other verbal or physical conduct of a sexual nature, whether or not it was designed or intended to promote an intimate relationship.
  • Racial Harassment: For example, unwelcome or derogatory comments regarding a person’s race, color, ancestry or ethnic heritage; or distribution, including email or other electronic media, or display in any area, of written or graphic material having such effects.

Never forget that I am a Voodoo Priestess and the Holy woman of the Scottish Gypsies of Old Orchard Beach, Maine. I do and will cast hotfooting mirror-box spells to send all your bad will and ill thoughts back upon you and your family seven fold. No ill intent sent my way ever reaches me, and always returns back on the sender. I am protected. 

If you do not agree to the EelKat's Terms of Use and Privacy Policy as posted here on this website, please do not use this site or any services offered by this site, nor make any mention of my name, at any time or any place, online or offline, written, typed, or verbal.

Your use of this site indicates acceptance of this privacy policy and terms of service.

If you say anything about me online or offline, written or verbal, on paper or on a blog, in a forum or in an email, any mention of my name anywhere in any form, indicates your acceptance of this privacy policy and terms of service.

THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING, failure to read this warning or claim you were unaware of it's existence, will not protect you in the court of law.

Not Safe For Work Notice:

While EelKat.com is NOT an "adult" (X-rated) site and this site strives to be overall child-safe and family friendly and does not contain any graphic, adult, or sexually explicit images this website does contain written/text adult content, which may be unsuitable for viewers under the age of 18 and may be deemed by your employer as NOT SAFE FOR WORK.

EelKat is an author of books which contain mature content, including graphic and explicit sex scenes, male/ male sex scenes, BDSM themes, Master/ slave relationships, December/ May relationships, knotting & barbs (shape shifter sex), sissification/ male feminization, yaoi relationships and sex scenes, CBT (cock&ball torture), LGBT couples, graphic medieval torture scenes, graphically depicted murder scenes, suicide, attempted suicide, drug use, and strong language including heavy use of the word fuck. 

Many (most) of the articles and blog posts found on this site are commentary about various books written by EelKat and as such, include discussions about graphic and explicit sex scenes, male/ male sex scenes, BDSM themes, Master/ slave relationships, December/ May relationships, knotting & barbs (shape shifter sex), sissification/ male feminization, yaoi relationships and sex scenes, CBT (cock&ball torture), LGBT couples, graphic medieval torture scenes, graphically depicted murder scenes, suicide, attempted suicide, drug use, and strong language including heavy use of the word fuck. 

The primary focus of this site is awareness of the Transgendered lifestyle and Autism awarness for adults with Autism.

Likewise this site contains topics of a religious and spiritual nature and deal heavily in topics of "dark arts", including Voodoo and Necromancy (EelKat is a Voodoo Priestess and Necromancer). Many workplaces frown on employees viewing sites of this nature while at work.

To access or use this site, it is HIGHLY RECOMMENDED that you be 18 years old or older and have the requisite power and authority to enter into this Privacy Policy. Children under the age of 18 are prohibited from using this site, unless they have their legal guardian's permission to be here.

Please check with your boss/manager before viewing this site on a work place internet connection.

Dark Arts Warning:

This notice is Absolutely and totally stupid, the fact that I am required to put it here. The law requires me to put a warning stating that the use of magic is a curio, dangerous, blah, blah, blah. 

Ah, but you want a warning don't you? Everyone does. I start telling people how to be a Necromancer and the first thing they do, every time, is interrupted me and say: "But aren't you gonna give me a warning? Aren't you gonna try to stop me? Aren't you gonna tell me this is evil and dangerous and there's no turning back?"

No. Why would I? But it doesn't matter how many times I say they don't need a warning, they still pester me asking for one. I don't know why, but, let's just get it over with so we can move on, here you go a warning:

Dark Arts Warning:

I am a Necromancer. I work with spirits of the dead, ancestor spirits, ghosts, Dark Fae (including Phookas, FarDarrigs, Kelpies, Unicorns, and Brackish Water Faeries) etc. All of my spells are cast with graveyard dirt and in a graveyard. 

Most magic practitioners call the magic arts I do "Dark" or "Black" magic. Some call it Chaos magic. If such things bother you, you may wish to avoid me, my site, and you will especially wish to not antagonize or annoy me as I think nothing of casting curses, vengeance spells, retribution spells, and mirror box death wangas. 

I specialize in gris-gris ("voodoo dolls") both "good" and "evil" types. I am NOT what people call a "white" witch who's scared to cast curses  antagonize me and I WILL cast one on you. I'm Maine's most famous and most feared "witch" or so I have been told...I'm not sure how the people doing the telling came to that conclusion. Personally I thinks it's all in their head (Same way I don't believe them when they talk about demons which I also don't believe in.)

Of course, I don't believe in "good" or "evil" magic, nor do I believe in "white" or "black" magic, or that there exists any such thing as "dark" arts. I believe things are only as good or as evil as you see them, and that if you are seeing magic as evil, then you need to do some Soul searching to find out why you are translating things as evil. If you see evil things all around you, it might be saying something about how you feel about yourself.

By their fruits Ye shall know them. If you see me as evil, that would be because evil exists in your own heart and you are reflecting your feelings towards yourself at me because you can't face the real you.

So, no I don't Believe in "dark" arts or "demons", but the law required me to put this warning here, to protect myself from the people who do believe in such things.

There you go. I even made it nice and black and bloody, just the way you expected it would be. Happy? Can we move on now? Yes? Good. Thank you.

Can we continue now, without the stupid, ignorant, stereotypical, evil,  black arts mumbo-jumbo clogging up your brain?

Services Offered*1

Work For Hire~ Rootwork, Spell-casting, Altar Work, etc:

NOTE: As of November 2013 the services listed in this section are on hiatus.

Altar, Ritual & Rootworking Services

Binding (Love) Spells*2

Candle Services 

Card Readings (Faeries, Mermaids, or Unicorns)

Exorcisms (Spiritual Cleansing)*3

Di'Jin Bottle Spells

Doll Babies (Voodoo Dolls)

Gris-Gris Bags/ Mojo Hands

Hedge of Thorns/ Fiery Wall of Protection Spell

Honey, Sugar, & Vinegar Jar Spells

Hot-Footing, Cutting Ties, and Knife & Scissors Spell

Jackballs

Mirror Box Death Spells*4

Mirror Box Reversing Spells

Perpetual Candle Service

Synchronized Candle Lighting Service


*1 - Please keep in mind, before ordering any of my magic services, that I am a Necromancer. I work with spirits of the dead, ancestor spirits, ghosts, Dark Fae (including Phookas, FarDarrigs, Kelpies, Unicorns, and Brackish water faeries), and also daemons. All of my spells are cast with graveyard dirt and in a graveyard (there are 4 separate cemeteries on my farm: one from the 1600s, one from the 1800s, a horse graveyard, and a pet cemetery). I work with both Human and Animal spirits and in both Human and pet cemeteries.

Most magic practitioners call the magic arts I do "Dark" or "Black" magic. Some call it Chaos magic. If such things bother you, you may wish to avoid me, my site, and you will especially wish to not antagonize or annoy me as I think nothing of casting curses, vengeance spells, retribution spells, and mirror box death wangas. 

Necromancy is NOT consequence-free magic. By requesting Necromantic spells cast on your behalf you invite disembodied souls/ spirits/ ghosts/ Dark Fae/ daemons into your life. Once you step in, there is no turning back. Once a spell is started you can't change your mind and cancel it. Be sure you read each spell's individual disclaimer before purchasing.

DO NOT ORDER MY SPELLS IF YOU HAVE ANY HESITATION ABOUT DEALING WITH NECROMANCY SPELLS!!!!


*2 - Binding Spells have serious consequences. Be sure you read each spell's individual disclaimer before purchasing.


*3 - I normally only exorcise (remove curses and/ or trapped spirits) objects such as houses, cars, jewelry, bottles, etc.

I will perform a "spirit cleansing" exorcism on you, yourself, if you feel your soul is possessed and needs clearing of dark auras. But I do not exorcise "other" people. Do not contact me to request an exorcism done on a friend, family member, or other person. I do not perform exorcisms on children. I do not perform exorcisms on animals/pets.


*4 - Death spells are very rarely done and very costly. (Thousands of dollars.) Death spells are only done on pedophiles, child abusers, rapists, and murderers and only if you can provide compelling proof of the crime. Death Spells have serious consequences. Be sure you read each spell's individual disclaimer before purchasing.



(A separate page will be made to cover each service in detail, as they become available again.)

UPDATE: (March 16, 2015) Good news. My health is up these days so, book publications will resume soon. I spent 5 months (November 2013 to April 2014) bedridden due to a back/hip/knee injury and then several more months relearning to walk, the offline vandalism caused by the Kboards incident left us from October 2014 to January 2015 cleaning a 175 foot long, 30 foot wide, 12 foot tall pile of garbages, tires, and wood pallets out of our yard and as such, from November 2013 to January 2015, all projects (writing and otherwise) were put on hold. I was unable to start writing again until February 2015.

Because of my health and the vandalism, books have not seen regular releases and the food truck has been put on hold until at least fall 2015. I am still in and out of the hospital, my last surgery was December 2, 2014, and I shouldn't need more surgery for a while (hopefully) I am recovering, so I'll soon be back to writing full time. Book releases will be irregular until August 2015, after which they should be monthly again.

Thank you for all your love and support, you guys have been so wonderful through all of this.

{{{lots of hugs, love, and kisses - for all of you reading this}}}

UPDATE: March 28, 2015: The Church of The Holy Rhinestone has been torn down. This means the shrine/ building previously used for candle services, no longer exists. Plans are in place for a replacement.

Payment Methods

While I aim to be as flexible as possible in the way that my services are charged, do keep in mind, who I am, where I live, and how I live. I make no attempt to charge interest on late payments, so I expect payments to be made, in full, up front, in cash, when services are agreed upon. 

Do keep in mind that I live in "the sticks". We are VERY isolated from American society. While we lived on American soil since 1530, we are a Sovereign Nation and choose NOT to live among the Americans, as we do not agree with or approve of their lewd and immoral lifestyle. I live on a "Gypsy Camp" farm, which is basically what most Americans term a "compound" or "commune". Many locals mistake us for being Amish or Mennonites, because we live a very "1800's" lifestyle. While we do have cars, trucks, and motorhomes, we do not have electricity, phones, TVs, running water, or even a toilet nor any of the other exorbitant luxuries that pampered citified Americans deem as "necessities". We do not use credit cards and prefer to avoid banks. I have absolutely no way to accept credit cards or wire transfers and I don't really want to drive all the way to "outsiders' civilization" to run a bank check on your bank cheque.

If you make the effort to drive all the way out here to request my services, make sure I can actually accept payment for those services. We are Gypsies after all, we live in a culture/society that does not use or even have access to credit cards, money orders, checks, or any other non-direct cash payment methods.

Books~ e-books:

The printer (Amazon, etc) handles all payments and shipping.

Books~ print:

Offline, I accept cash only.

If the book is available online, then the printer handles all payments and shipping.

Work For Hire~ Car and/or Food Truck for Your Event:

Online, I accept Paypal only.

Offline, I accept cash only.

I do NOT accept checks, Western Union, cashier's checks, or anything else, online or offline.

(Checks are accepted from a few long time clients. But this is very rare, and only for clients I've worked with for a decade or more.)

Work For Hire~ Editing Services:

Online, I accept Paypal only.

Offline, I accept cash only.

I do NOT accept checks, Western Union, cashier's checks, or anything else, online or offline.

(Checks are accepted from a few long time clients. But this is very rare, and only for clients I've worked with for a decade or more.)

Work For Hire~ Freelance Writing:

Online, I accept Paypal only.

Offline, I accept cash only.

I do NOT accept checks, Western Union, cashier's checks, or anything else, online or offline.

(Checks are accepted from a few long time clients. But this is very rare, and only for clients I've worked with for a decade or more.)

Work for Hire~ Rootwork, Spell-Casting, Altar Work, etc:

Online, I accept Paypal only.

Offline, I accept cash only.

I do NOT accept checks, Western Union, cashier's checks, or anything else, online or offline.

(Checks are accepted from a few long time clients. But this is very rare, and only for clients I've worked with for a decade or more.)

Zazzle Products:

I do not handle any of the payments or shipments directly. I simply design the artwork. Zazzle handles all the printing of the items, collecting of payments, and shipping of items. They pay me 90 after you pay them.

Refusal of Services

All services are offered subject to my acceptance of your order and/ or requests. I reserve the right to refuse service to any order, person or entity, without the obligation to assign reason for doing so.

I always refuse services to minors and anyone who appears to be mentally unstable (wither due to illness or substance abuse.)

I refuse face-to-face offline services to ANYONE who smokes, smells of smoke, smells of beer, or is wearing strong perfumes. I have Autism and suffer serious allergic reactions to strong odors. I simply can not be in the same room as you if you carry a strong smell with you and therefor must refuse service until such a time as you have bathed sufficiently to remove the offending scents. 

No order is deemed accepted by me until payment has been processed.

I may at any time change or discontinue any aspect or feature of this site or services offered on this site, subject to my fulfilling my previous responsibilities to you based on acceptance of your payment.

Cancellations, Refunds, & Returns

No refunds given on spiritual counseling, spell-castings, altar work, candle work, rootwork, readings, lectures, educational classes, or any similar services.

Missed appointments are subject to one free rescheduling and if the subsequent appointment is missed there is a $45.80 surcharge to reschedule again.

If you miss your scheduled appointment, you must contact me within 48 hours to reschedule your appointment for another time. I only offer one rescheduling for missed appointments. My time is valuable. I take my time seriously. Do not waste my time as you risk pissing me off. I have no tolerance for people who waste my time.

If you miss your appointment and do not contact me within 48 hours to reschedule, your appointment will be cancelled and there is no refund.

If you need to reschedule your appointment, please contact me at least 48 hours in advance of your appointed time. Please keep in mind that I do not own a phone because I have Autism and Selective Mutism and because of the bulk of emails I receive I stopped reading emails several years ago, and thus you MUST come to my farm and contact me in person to notify me of your cancellation.

General Website Disclaimer:

Website Disclaimer: The information contained in this website are opinion pieces and editorials, for general information purposes only. The information is provided by EelKat and while I endeavour to keep the information up to date and correct, I make no representations or warranties of any kind, express or implied, about the completeness, accuracy, reliability, suitability or availability with respect to the website or the information, products, services, or related graphics contained on the website for any purpose. Any reliance you place on such information is therefore strictly at your own risk.

In no event will EelKat be liable for any loss or damage including without limitation, indirect or consequential loss or damage, or any loss or damage whatsoever arising from loss of data or profits arising out of, or in connection with, the use of this website.

Through this website you are able to link to other websites which are not under the control of EelKat. I have no control over the nature, content and availability of those sites. The inclusion of any links does not necessarily imply a recommendation or endorse the views expressed within them.

Every effort is made to keep the website up and running smoothly. However, EelKat takes no responsibility for, and will not be liable for, the website being temporarily unavailable due to technical issues beyond her control.

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YOU AGREE THAT UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES SHALL WE BE LIABLE FOR DIRECT, INDIRECT, INCIDENTAL, CONSEQUENTIAL, SPECIAL, PUNITIVE, EXEMPLARY, OR ANY OTHER DAMAGES ARISING OUT OF YOUR USE OF THE SITE OR SERVICE. ADDITIONALLY, EELKAT IS NOT LIABLE FOR DAMAGES IN CONNECTION WITH:

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  2. (II) LOSS OF REVENUE, ANTICIPATED PROFITS, BUSINESS, SAVINGS, GOODWILL OR DATA; AND 
  3. (III) THIRD PARTY THEFT OF, DESTRUCTION OF, UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS TO, ALTERATION OF, OR USE OF YOUR INFORMATION OR PROPERTY, REGARDLESS OF OUR NEGLIGENCE, GROSS NEGLIGENCE, FAILURE OF AN ESSENTIAL PURPOSE AND WHETHER SUCH LIABILITY ARISES IN NEGLIGENCE, CONTRACT, TORT, OR ANY OTHER THEORY OF LEGAL LIABILITY. 

THE FOREGOING APPLIES EVEN IF EELKAT HAS BEEN ADVISED OF THE POSSIBILITY OF OR COULD HAVE FORESEEN THE DAMAGES.

IN THOSE STATES THAT DO NOT ALLOW THE EXCLUSION OR LIMITATION OF LIABILITY FOR THE DAMAGES, OUR LIABILITY IS LIMITED TO THE FULLEST POSSIBLE EXTENT PERMITTED BY LAW.

IN NO EVENT SHALL EELKAT’S CUMULATIVE LIABILITY TO YOU EXCEED THE TOTAL PURCHASE PRICE OF THE SERVICE YOU HAVE PURCHASED FROM EELKAT, AND IF NO PURCHASE HAS BEEN MADE BY YOU EELKAT’S CUMULATIVE LIABILITY TO YOU SHALL NOT EXCEED $100.

Effect of Headings

The subject headings of the paragraphs and subparagraphs of this Agreement are included for convenience only and shall not affect the construction or interpretation of any of its provisions.

Updates and Effective Date:

EelKat.com reserves the right to make changes in this policy. If there is a material change in our privacy practices, we will indicate on our site that our privacy practices have changed and provide a link to the new privacy policy. We encourage you to periodically review this policy so that you will know what information we collect and how we use it.

Agreeing to These Terms:

If you do not agree to the EelKat.com Terms of Use and Privacy Policy as posted here on this website, please do not use this site or any services offered by this site, nor make any mention of my name, at any time or any place, online or offline, written, typed, or verbal.

Your use of this site indicates acceptance of this privacy policy and terms of service.

If you say anything about me online or offline, written or verbal, on paper or on a blog, in a forum or in an email, any mention of my name anywhere in any form, indicates your acceptance of this privacy policy and terms of service.

You shall indemnify and hold us harmless from and against any and all losses, damages, settlements, liabilities, costs, charges, assessments, and expenses, as well as third party claims and causes of action, including, without limitation, attorney’s fees, arising out of any breach by you of any of these Terms and Conditions, or any use by you of this site or Service. You shall provide us with such assistance, without charge, as we may request in connection with any such defense, including, without limitation, providing us with such information, documents, records, and reasonable access to you, as we deem necessary. You shall not settle any third party claim or waive any defense without our prior written consent.

This Agreement constitutes the entire agreement between you and EelKat pertaining to this site and services and supersedes all prior and contemporaneous agreements, representations, and understandings between us. No waiver of any of the provisions of this Agreement by EelKat shall be deemed, or shall constitute, a waiver of any other provision, whether or not similar, nor shall any waiver constitute a continuing waiver. No waiver shall be binding unless executed in writing by EelKat.

This Agreement shall be construed in accordance with, and governed by, the laws of the State of Maine as applied to contracts that are executed and performed entirely in Maine. The exclusive venue for any arbitration or court proceeding based on or arising out of this Agreement shall be York County, Maine. The parties agree to attempt to resolve any dispute, claim, or controversy arising out of or relating to this Agreement by mediation, which shall be conducted under any procedure upon which the parties may agree. The parties further agree that their respective good faith participation in mediation is a condition precedent to pursuing any other available legal or equitable remedy, including litigation, arbitration, or other dispute resolution procedures.

These Terms and Conditions bind and inure to the benefit of the parties’ successors and assigns. These Terms and Conditions are not assignable, delegable, sublicenseable, or otherwise transferable by you. Any transfer, assignment, delegation, or sublicense by you is invalid.

Direct Contact Info

Let's get one thing straight right now: I like my privacy and I don't like being disturbed needlessly. I don't like bitchy, whiny, busy-body, nosey cry-babies, and I have absolutely no patience what-so-ever for any self-righteous holier-than-thou you're going to Heaven and I'm going to Hell crap.

If you REALLY want to contact me, you better have a damned good reason and not waste my time, because I WILL curse your ass if you write anything that ticks me off. Think carefully before you contact me. Think, very, very, very carefully.

There are A LOOOOT of Christians in America who believe that because they are Christian it gives them the right  to lavish me with every vile name calling label they can think of. Many of them choose to land in my inbox on a daily basis. Several have shown up in my yard, at my home to beat me up. Christian have groups frequently land in my driveway and march around with protests signs.

One man (who claims to be a Mormon/LDS High Priest) started emailing me on a daily basis in August 1997 and continued to send me daily hate mail (both in emails and in handwritten snail mail) until he died of brain cancer in September of 2013. Each of his letters were between 21 to 64 double sided pages long, and brimming filled to overflowing with his "vehement hatred" (his words) of me, my lifestyle, and everything I stand for. He was by far the most persistent in his dogmatic hatred for me.

Then there are people like Kendra. She started emailing me in September 2006 and showing up at my home, and at restaurants while eating with my family, and hacking my forum accounts, and posting requests on forums for people to kill me (in answer to her request a man built a grease fryer bomb and blew up my house, while me and my family were asleep in said house, on October 16, 2006). She is certainly the most insanely psychotic and mentally deranged of my anti-EelKat hate-fans.

Members of the LDS Saco Ward are perhaps the most violent. They included the bomb building Bishop's First Counsellor, a name calling & rock throwing Relief Society President, the now excommunicated gay-hating vandal Bishop and is angry mob of yard destroying & paintballing congregation members, oh yes, and of course the Bishop's second counselor aka the Crime Lord Town Manager of Old Orchard Beach who embezzled $3million in town taxes and blamed it on me citing that I was a "poltergeist" and "compelled" him to do it via my "Satanic magic". They left me crippled for the rest of my life I now have to wear a leg brace, a back brace, two arm braces, and walk with a cane, that after being paralyzed for 5 months from my injuries.

Two of the above went to prison, 34 of the 37 vandals died by being struck by lightning, 5 of the families died via murder&suicide in each case the father shot his wife and children before killing himself. In the space of 5 years the Saco Ward went for 250 members to 25 members. They are currently (2014 to 2015) desperately sending Home Teachers, Visiting Teachers, and Missionaries to my home with gifts and cookies and baked goods and Thanksgiving/ Christmas/ Easter baskets begging my forgiveness for the events of 2006 to 2009 and requesting I remove the curse I placed on their church in response to their acts of hatred. 

They bombed my house, left my father in a coma, I had to have plastic surgery to reconstruct my face, they left me crippled for the rest of my life I now have to wear a leg brace, a back brace, two arm braces, and walk with a cane, that after being paralyzed for 5 months from my injuries, and I've been homeless for 9 years since the bomb, because I have $3million in medical bills and can not afford to rebuild the house, and they think boxes of holiday food will make up for THAT?

If they REALLY want to say they are sorry, and expect me to believe it, they're gonna have to pay my medical bills and rebuild my house, until that is done I will neither forgive them, nor remove the curse from their church building and it's congregation. I was an active member of that congregation since 1978 and this is how they reacted when they found out what I was - people who pretended to be my friends for 27 years, they let their true colours fly high when they tried to murder me and my family. If they want forgiveness they need to prove they are worthy of being forgiven.

I am an Autistic, Transvestite, Gypsy, Voodoo Priestess, Necromancer. I irk people on many levels. They see me as "evil" and "scum of the earth" and "child of Satan". I know, because I receive on average 2,000 emails each and every week since 1997, telling me exactly that.

Because of who and what I am, I get A LOT of hate mail: I receive on average more then 2,000 "I hate you, you are evil, and I wish you were dead" emails EVERY SINGLE WEEK - and I print everyone of them up and cast a curse on every one of them, sending a return of those ill-wishes straight back at you. 

I am a Necromancer. I work with spirits of the dead, ancestor spirits, ghosts, Dark Fae (including Phookas, FarDarrigs, Kelpies, Unicorns, and Brackish water faeries), and also daemons. All of my spells are cast with graveyard dirt and in a graveyard (there are 4 separate cemeteries on my farm: one from the 1600s, one from the 1800s, a horse graveyard, and a pet cemetery). I work with both Human and Animal spirits and in both Human and pet cemeteries.

Most magic practitioners call the magic arts I do "Dark" or "Black" magic. Some call it Chaos magic. If such things bother you, you may wish to avoid me, my site, and you will especially wish to not antagonize or annoy me as I think nothing of casting curses, vengeance spells, retribution spells, and mirror box death wangas. 

I specialize in gris-gris ("voodoo dolls") both "good" and "evil" types. I am NOT a tutti-frutti, fluffy bunny white witch who's scared to cast curses and death spells, antagonize me and I WILL cast one on you. I'm Maine's most famous and most feared "witch". Why do you think Stephen King chose our clan to base Thinner off of?

Tip-toe through the tulips and tread lightly around me. I may dress in pink glitter and rhinestones, but don't let that fool you, I'm not the witch you want mad at you.

If you want to contact me and have me take you seriously, then first you must remove your self-righteous, disrespectful, hatemongering, bigoted, holier-than-thou attitude. Leave your God and your religion at the door. I happen to be a Christian, I know all about your God and your Bible. In fact all of the spells I cast, come directly out of the Bible. I am a Scottish Gypsy, after all, we are of Persian descent, the order of the Magi, that order of God Fearing Sorcerers founded by Daniel of the Lion's Den Fame. It is our guild that predicted the coming of the Christ Child and arrived in Bethlehem bearing gifts, according to the Gospel of Luke. Necromancers every one. Think about that, Honey, next time you are setting up your little Nativity scene under your Christmas tree: those do be three little Necromancers you got sitting under your tree worshiping at the Christ Child's manger. You better find out what the hell a Necromancer is, before you start putting us down.

I attended 12 years of Calvinist Seminary for training in the Pastoral Ministry. And 3 years of Seventh Day Adventist Seminary Studies specializing in the life on times of Daniel. And I am a 5th generation Mormon, descended from the first members of the Concronite Congregations on Heath Street in Saco, Maine, (the FIRST Ward of the Mormon Church aka the original Saco ward) where the ORIGINAL Mormons were meeting in the 1780s, some 40 years BEFORE the birth of "official" church founder Joseph Smith.

Since I was 9 years old I have read the Bible, cover to cover like a novel 31 times. Likewise I have read the Book of Mormon in the same fashion 14 times, and the Doctrines and Covenants and the Pearl of Great Price and Book of Abraham in like fashion 3 times each. I have also read the Nag Hamid, The Dead Sea Scrolls, all 72 of the Gnostic Gospels, The Torah, The Koran, The Book of Enoch, and about 300 other holy texts of various Abrahamic and non-Abrahamic religious.

I have written detailed commentary (most more then 20 pages long each) on each every one of the chapters, of each and every book, of each and every one of above mentioned holy works of scripture.

In addition, I read a chapter of Ecclesiastes, The Book of Daniel, Psalms, Proverbs, The Four Gospels of Christ each and every morning and each and every night.

None of this includes my daily self-guided Bible study classes, which I have held in my yard for 40+ years now.

I am also a ghostwriter of sermons for a few dozen pastors, ministers, and bishops of 15 different Christian denominations.

Honey, I don't care how much better then me you think you are, nor do I care to read you seriously misquoted and out of context witch-hating Bible verses (NEWSFLASH: the word "witch" was INVENTED by Heinrich Kramer in 1458 and was not ADDED to the Bible until 1611, when King James ordered the removal of all words referencing to medical doctors, physicians, pharmacists, and nurses to be replaced by the word witch instead, because it was King James' belief that sickness was God's way of culling evil people from the Earth and that healers were servants of Satan, sent by Satan to remove "God's punishment", and therefore they were "witches". The Bible originally forbid going to any type of healer for healing, stating to only go to the priests [who were sorcerers] for healing via "God's Will" aka magic.)

You don't want to start arguing the Bible with me, Honey, because I know that book inside out, and in addition to the 31 times of having read the King James Version, I have also read 16 other translations and studied the Greek, Latin, and Armaic lexicons to learn the original meanings of the original texts.

So before you contact me, take your self-righteous, holier-than-thou, "I'm the best Christian on the planet and you are an evil worthless piece of Satanic shit" attitude and stuff it up your ass.

Next, sit your stuffed ass in a chair, spread out a nice piece of paper, grab yourself a pen, and HAND WRITE me a letter (you do know how to write with a pen on paper, don't you?), put it in an envelope, stick a stamp on it (you know, those little square things you have to buy at the Post Office), walk to your mailbox and snail mail it to me @ EelKat 146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, Maine 04064, via the The United States Postal Service.

Just remember that if you send me hate mail, I am a Voodoo Priestess, Hoodoo Rootworker, and the Holy Woman of the Scottish Gypsies of Old Orchard Beach, Maine. I WILL use your letter as a "personal concern" to cast a curse on you or bless you based on the content and intent of your letter, and by you having handwritten it, I will also be able to read your handwriting (I'm a graphologist) and know way more about you then you'll ever want anyone knowing. How you write, the words you choose to use, the weight/pressure applied while writing, the color of the paper and ink, the angle of your letters, cursive vs italic vs print, it all says a lot about you.

Because of my ability to read handwriting, is why I do not take any emailed or typed and printed contact seriously. Only someone with something to hide, refuses to hand write a letter. I never trust a person who has something to hide. People who are not transparent in everything they do are not to be trusted on any level. If you want me to trust you and believe you are sincere, then hand write me a letter, and I will know the truth in your heart, by reading HOW you wrote, what you wrote.

Just because I wear pink rhinestones, doesn't change the fact that I'm still a Necromancer. And if you write to me with an attitude of you are King Shit and I'm not worth crap, I will call down the Grigory Angels, the Avenging Angels, and the Holy Watchers of Heaven and all the Demons of Hell and send their blazing spears up your ass. Don't know ho those angels are or how I know how to call on their help? damn, Honey, I thought you said you knew the Bible? All the step-by-step instructions, complete with each angels name an order are right there in the Book. Maybe you ought to try not being spoon fed your Bible in church and actually READ it for yourself for a change!

Likewise, I bless those who are kind to me. Speak kind words and good luck shall follow you. So think carefully before you write to me.

Yeah. Think long and hard about that next time you misquote something you heard your pastor saying, because Honey, he's misquoting those verses to keep you in the dark. There ain't no pastor on this planet that REALLY wants you to read your Bible and find out all the spell casting rituals it details, step-by-step how to do. Every spell, every curse I cast, I cast with God's blessing and in Jesus name. It's why my spells work, so damned well.

I get more than 2,000 emails a week. (More since the Twighlight vs Twilight fiasco). I write & edit books and articles 60 hours a week. I run an animal shelter (feral cat and bird rescue) that houses 500+ animals at any given time, and takes me 5 hours a day just to feed them. I also have a family to cook and clean for, including a husband with Alzheimer's. I am thus backlogged with (at last count {August 2008}) more than 300,000 unread emails. If you want me to read your email, you have a LOOOONG waiting list ahead of you - today is not looking good for your chances of getting an email through to me, and neither is tomorrow.

I NEVER answer private correspondences privately. You WILL NOT get an email response from me. IF I decide to respond to you, I will do so by creating a blog post here on my site.

If you want Christmas Cards, Birthday Cards, or Postcards of Maine sent to you:

Mail me a Christmas Card and I will mail one back to you.

Mail me a Birthday Card (August 13), make a note of your own birth date and I will mail one back to you. 

Mail me a postcard of your state, country, or hometown, write "postcard exchange" on the back, and I will mail a postcard of my local area (Saco Bay, Saco, Old Orchard Beach, or Biddeford - Maine) back to you.

If you don't have something nice to say to me, you damn well better not say anything to me at all.


  • This Terms of Service and Privacy Policy were written for The Space Dock 13 Network on: September 23, 1997
  • The Space Dock 13 Network was renamed and transfered to EelKat.com on September 13, 2013.
  • This Terms of Service & Privacy Policy is effective from September 23, 1997 to the current date.

Added Note:

UPDATE: (March 27, 2015) There is someone online pretending to be me. They have been using the ID name "EelKat" on accounts on various sites and posting ludicrous crap. I don't know who they are or why they are doing it, but other then my website here at EelKat.com, the only other sites I post to are:TumblrTwitter, and FaceBook. This person hacked into my old forum accounts between August 2014 and October 2014 and began posting weird shit via my old accounts, pretending to be me. Note that, I was in the hospital at the time this happened and was not online. I did not find out about this hacking/hijacking of my accounts until November/December 2014, when I shut down all 34 of my blogs, my social network accounts, and all of my forum accounts. Most of the hacker's target had been focused on my Kboards account, where they attempted to do quite a bit of damage to my reputation and career. 

They know enough about me to post SOME (very little) accurate information about me and my life (stuff they, very obviously copied off my website here), enough to make their posts look like they actually are written by me, but most of what they are posting is outright lies, and outrageous inaccuracies, such as claiming that I own two brand new Rolls Royces - I do not even own one! Because,  they very clearly don't actually know me, and there is very little information about me out there, they are "filling in the blanks" by making stuff up and posting a lot of "this happened to me" and "I did this and that" type of posts, making claims to things I have never done.

They are also making wild claims about which books I've written, attributing books to me, that I did not write and have no affiliation with at all, at several points making the false claims that I am simply the alternate penname of Twilight author Stephanie Meyers. One post claimed "EelKat" to be a made up "vampire name". No, EelKat Wendy Christine Allen is my REAL name, EelKat is a Kickapoo/Native American word, meaning "girl guided by eels", it was given to me by my Kickapoo grandmother, when I was 3 years old, after she discovered my obsession with collecting, painting, raising, and drawing eels. The Green Moray Eel is my favorite animal, and has been for as long as I can remember. Grammy Eva said eels were my spirit guides, thus why she gave me that as my "spirit name". I have always used EelKat when writing. While I use a penname for my Erotica books, you will find the words "EelKat writing as ---" on the copyright page of those books.

If I wrote a book, it's here on my site. If it's not here on my site, I didn't write it, simple as that. (The Erotica books are not shown or linked to on this site, because of the Google AdSense ToS. They are also not sold on Amazon as they are self-published vanity press chapbooks, only sold locally from local brick&mortar mom&pop bookstores.)

ALL of my books are published by The Twighlight Manor Press. I have no books published with ANY other publisher. (Though I have sold a few work-for-hire 3-page comic book scripts to Disney, those being published by Egmont {Danish language comic books} and Hatchet {French language comic books}. Like the Nancy Drew books written by 57 authors all as Carol Keene, Disney assigns pennames to those, so dozens of authors write the comic script, when it appears to only be one author.

So, no, I am NOT Stephanie Meyers. (And please STOP addressing her emails to me. No, I will not forward them to her, I just delete, unread, everything addressed to her.) No, I have never published any books that do not connect back to the name EelKat. If it doesn't say: "EelKat writing as ---" on the copyright page, it isn't me. If it wasn't published by The Twighlight Manor Press, it also wasn't me, as that is the only publisher handling all of my books.

They (the hacker) have been making equally wild claims about my income, in one post claiming I was making $140,000 a month! God! I wish! I haven't made that much total in the past 10 years combined. They have posted my home address in their posts, so they know where I live. They are also copying photos off my website (photos of me) and using them in their posts.

I have been finding these impersonation posts like this, on several forums across the internet. Whoever is doing this, they have been very thorough in hacking into as many of my old (and no longer used) forum accounts as they could find. near as I can tell from the dates on the posts, it appears they started doing this in mid-May 2014, and did most of it between August 2014 through October 2014, only stopping in December 2014, after I discovered it was happening and changed the passwords of most of my accounts and deleted the rest (thus ending their access to my old accounts - they can't hack an account if I just delete it and it is no longer there for them to hack.)

It is unclear who is doing this or why, but, do know that if you see "me" posting ANYWHERE online, other than here at EelKat.com or TumblrTwitter, and FaceBookit is NOT me!

I have ZERO currently active forum accounts. I am NOT currently posting on ANY forums ANYWHERE! Any posts showing up on forums ARE NOT being posted by me.

And TumblrTwitter, and FaceBook are the ONLY currently active social network accounts I have.

I will be so happy when all this Kboards hacker court drama is over, so I have time to write regular again. Damn it. I hate all the time this jackass thug is wasting for me. I spent 5 months bedridden, and I get out of the hospital to find out that while I was offline some creep hijacked my forum accounts and social networks and raised absolute hell. God! What is wrong with people? I am so sick and tired of trouble makers. What is it with shit-headed people like that, that possesses them to do something like this?

I get out of the hospital from months and months and months of medical hell and not being able to write or publish the whole time, think FINALLY I can get back to my daily writing and monthly publishing schedule, and then I find out what this jerk was doing to my accounts while I was offline and now I have THAT mess to clean up and straighten out before I can get back to writing regular again. 

Needless to say, I find what this person is doing to be quite annoying and they have been properly cursed to fit their crimes.

My ToS and Retribution Policy has been in place and on all of my websites since 1997.

It seems they overlooked one very important little fact: I am EelKat, the one and only, the single most feared Gypsy Witch/Necromancer in New England, made famous by being featured in Stephen King's The Thinner. Did you really think you could impersonate me and get away with it?

You should have researched me better before impersonating me and pissing me off. 

The death of a thousand hungers I rain upon your head. All your ill intents now mirror back upon you. For seven years, you shall suffer, you and your family and your children, shall all wish you had never been born. So let it be written, so let it be done.











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