Space Dock 13, Home Page of Sword & Sorcery Author:
Wendy Christine Allen aka EelKat

Old Orchard Beach's Autistic Author, Artist, & Art Car Designer

Home of The Autism Awareness Car

Homepage for the Fantasy series:
The Adventures of The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun The Insane
-- ten MILLION copies sold and counting!

Founded in 1996, we are Maine's Oldest, Largest, & Most Trafficked Website.

Home to more than 10,000 articles aimed at helping young authors worldbuild, create characters, write novellas, edit manuscripts, design book covers, and self publish their work.

November 14, 2023 will be the 10 year anniversary of the November 14, 2013 murder of my 8 month old infant son, at BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, Maine. If you have any information about who his killer is, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

NEVER FORGET:

My Son Was Murdered, The Killer Walks Free, Your Child Could Be Next!

FAQ: What are the most visited pages on this website and how many visits do they get?

Several years ago, I wrote an article on how to write different types of magic uses, or rather how I personally write various types of magic users within the context of my Quaraun books. Today that page is one of my top ten most visited articles. It gets 50 to 500 views/reads/hits/visits per day depending on the time of the years and has had over 200k visits total since it was published.

Amphibious Aliens: Debunking The Atwater Family's Alien Abduction Hoax with more then 30MILLION reads since 2007 and The GoldenEagle: Debunking Stephen King's World's Most Haunted Car Hoa x with over tenMILLION reads since 2007 still rank as the two most visited articles on my website, but, neither of those are writing related.

Writing Medieval Servants is my most visited writing related article with over 7MILLION reads.

This website was started in 1996 and has 1 to 3 new articles (all written by me, I am the only writer on this site) published almost daily. In 2017 we crossed ten thousand articles published. As of 2023, EACH article gets MINIMUM 10 to 70 reads PER DAY, with the high traffic articles getting 500+ reads per day.

And since December 2019, my website now gets three hundred thousand to 7 million reads per month - well over ONE HUNDRED MILLION PAGE READS PER YEAR, making it not only the single most trafficked site in the State of Maine, but also one of the most visited websites in ALL OF NEW ENGLAND!

{{{HUGS}}} Thank you to all my readers for making this possible!

TRIGGERED! I'm a Straight Cis Woman, but I am deemed Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach, Are you too gay for the bigoted, minority harassing, white power, gay hating psychos of The Old Orchard Beach Town Hall Too?

By EelKat Wendy C Allen

Author of Cozy & Gothic Fantasy, Sweet/Fluffy M/M Furry Romance, Cosmic Horror, Space Opera, & Literary SoL genres. I write Elves, Fae, Unicorns, & Demons.

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Why is your car called The Goldeneagle?

The Goldeneagle "charging" the Voodoo Dolls that I sell to clients. (I am a Voodoo Priestess as was both my grandmothers Helen Ricker Allen and Eva Viola Atwater before me)

home again the return of the goldeneagle dodge 330

Home Again! May 9, 2010 the Goldeneagle was stoelen, chopped up, and transported across the state of Maine to Freeport. Seen here May 15, 2010, being delivered into my Wells driveway where it was returned to, after we decided the psychopaths of Old Orchard Beach were too insane to dare return the car back to my Old Orchard Beach address where it was stolen from. In June 2016, the FBI tracked down and arrested the members of The Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints who had stolen and vandalised the car.

>>>Why is your car called The Goldeneagle?

It's not.

Captain Goldeneagle aka Etiole Swanzen is a fictional character -a silver skinned merman - who appeared in several short stories I wrote/published in the late 1970s to mid 1980s.

I don't know why locals started calling my car The Goldeneagle or the homeless man who slept in it at night Etiole. You'll have to ask them, because they are the ones who say it, not me.

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Captain Goldeneagle aka Etiole deBledeAzure Swanzen, son of Sir Roderic Lord of the Twighlight Manor, grandson of Quaraun the Insane Pink Necromancer, first appeared in the 16 page children's picture book titled Friends are Forever written by Wendy Christine Allen and published by the Jameson School in Old Orchard Beach, Maine September 23, 19978. It was the first book I ever wrote. I was 3 years old, it was 16 drawings and fewer then 100 words, and was published without my knowledge or permission by Mrs Bureau the Kindergarten teacher of the Jameson School behind Marcotte Motors, where my dad Ken Allen worked and where the car was bought from in 1975, 3 years prior to the book being written. It is unknown who started calling the car The Goldeneagle or why, but it started around the same time the homeless who was living in in began to be called "Etiole" with both him and the car being "nicknamed" after the same fictional space merman from the 1978 book Friends are Forever.

Is The GoldenEagle haunted?

>>>Is The GoldenEagle haunted?

No.

That's just an urban legend started by paranoid locals and made famous by Stephen King, who jumped on the local rumors and ran with it.

All the stuff Stephen King did and said about me, my Gypsy family, my Gypsy clan, my Gypsy culture, my car, and everything else, is did and said only to promote the books and movies Thinner and Christine, and his privileged white ass did so without giving a thought to how his evil malicious rumors and lies about us Gypsies might hurt our family, our reputations, or culture... and to this day he doesn't give a shit that his evil rumors about us Gypsies has resulted in the murders of more then 120 men, women, and children in our clan here in Old Orchard Beach, Saco, and Biddeford, Maine, at the hands of his white power fans who used his Thinner movie as an excuse for murdering members of the Gypsy clan that Stephen King ILLEGALLY gorilla filmed and put in his movies without our consent or permission.

Yes, we AE the Gypsies you see in Thinner.

Yes, I am the real "Gypsy Witch"... yes, I DID have to shut down my psychic reading business because of how Stephen King portrayed me in his movie. No, I no longer do card readings at the beach in Old Orchard Beach, BECAUSE of the evil lies Stephen King showed me as in his Thinner movie.

I was beaten up with a golf club, my son was murdered, my car was cut in half, and a backhoe was driven over my house... these were ALL done by STEPHEN KING FANS, who did each of these events after watching The Thinner movie, and EACH event was done by a LARGE CROWD... the April 10, 2015 attack had more then 75 people in the mob that attacked! And EACH attack included people yelling calling "Stephen King's Thinner Gypsies" while proclaiming God had told them to rid the Earth of us Gypsy filth.

Ask me again, why I HATE Stephen King and his fucking fans!

And the worse part is, when Stephen King's fucking film crew showed up in 1994... we spent 5 fucking hours trying to get those trespassing jackasses out of our yard. They DID NOT have permission to be on our farm, film our family, or include us in the Thinner movie.

EVERYTHING Stephen King and his fucking film crew did about us Gypsies in connection to The Thinner movie, they did ILLEGALLY!

Yes, that IS the Thinner filming location in the photo below:

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my house and my Volvo in 2007

146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine.

EelKat's House July 4, 2013.

EelKat's House August 8, 2013.

Why do people say your car is haunted?

>>>Why do people say your car is haunted?

I don't know. Maybe it's because they are too retarded to look at logic, facts, and science, so they run screaming after lunacy, fiction, and fairy tales?

Short answer: I have a deeply mentally disturbed uncle, Mervin Bruce Atwater, who in 1968, at the age of 6, tried to kill his 2 year old sister by climbing onto an overpass and throwing her off it in front of a car. That car, was a 1964 Dodge 330. When adults asked the boy why he tried to kill his sister, he claimed that Satan was siting on the hood of the car and told him to do it.

That is the ONLY ACTUAL incident to ever occur with the car.

Since then dozens of people have - equally mentally deranged - have come forward with hundreds of wild stories about the car, but in the nearly 70 years since 1968, not a single one of those rumors have been founded and ALL have been proven false.

The whole "haunted car" rumor was a hoax started and maintained by my uncle, to cover up his guilt over trying to murder his 2 year old sister. Only this and nothing more.

The car, is NOT haunted, and that has been proven, several times now.

A very long detailed, in depth look at the car, it's history, and the wild rumors people tell about it, can be found on this page you are reading now.

It was bought new by the Old Orchard Beach police department in 1964. I don't know the early details, as I was not born yet. What I do know is immediately after buying it, a police officer died and another officer believed it was a bad omen, so the car was put in a garage and not given the black and white police paint job, instead remaining factory silver.

At some point soon after the police department sold the car to Dr. Larochelle, a local doctor on Ocean Ave in Old Orchard Beach. In 1968, which driving on Common Street in front of Michael's Pizza, coming out of Biddeford, heading through Saco to get back home to Old Orchard, while driving under the train overpass, a group of children, that included a child named Mervin Bruce Atwater, jumped off the bridge into the street in front of the car. One girl, Bruce's 2 year old Barbara Jean Atwater, was hit by the car. The Doctor grabbed the girl and her mother Eva Viola Atwater and drive them to the hospital. Bruce and another of his sisters (my mother) waited at home for their return.

Bruce, a very small child, was accused of having thrown his 2 year old sister off the bridge AT the car, and to cover this detail up, he claimed that Satan was sitting on the hood of the car, jumped up on the bridge, grabbed his sister, and shoved her under the car.

My Uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater maintained that Satan lived in the car, for his entire life, until his death from Covid November 24, 2019. He was so obsessed with this event, that he spent most of the last two decades of his life living on Common Street and daily pacing around this train bridge jibbering about demons living in cars.

Mervin Bruce Atwater was a member of several radical UFO cults throughout his life, including Heaven's Gate (the kool-aid suicide cult) and MUFON. Through his MUFON connections, he built several websites, blogs, and social media accounts centered around aliens. Between 1997 and 2007, he published on these sites several hundred articles about my car. It is from these articles that my name got dubbed as EelKat, with him calling me "my niece EelKat Wendy and her pet demon Etiole". The earlier articles called Etiole a demon, the later ones called him "the Amphibious Alien", in some articles he said Etiole was "The Loveland Frog" and in other's he said "Joseph Smith's White Salamander", and in the last articles he called Etiole an "EBE" (extraterrestrial biological entity).

Over the course of a decade, my uncle Bruce wrote well over seven hundred articles lying about me, my car, and the homeless man whom I let sleep in my car.

I came to own the car in 1975, through my father, Kenneth Ricker Allen, who was a used car salesman for Marcott Motors on Saco Ave in Old Orchard Beach, at the time. The car had come in as a trade, sold by an elderly man whom had bought it from Dr. Larochelle. By this point locals had dubbed it "The World's Most Haunted Car" and made claims that there were well over a dozen hit and run deaths connected to the car, including 3 police officers who commit suicide by killing themselves and their entire families after driving the car.

I can not confirm or deny any of these claims, as, all of them happened before I was born, and I've never been able to track down any evidence to back the claims up. They appear to be just local hysteria.

The ONLY accident that CAN be confirmed, is my aunt Barbara being hit by the car when she was 2 years old. There is NO OTHER accident ever reported for this VIN number car.

My father took the 1964 Dodge 330 in trade from a station wagon. As I was too young to drive, my father was the one who actually drove the car, even though he had is all registered and licensed in my nme. (Which I didn't know at the time as I wasn't even yet started kindergarten; but apparently my father was having some sort of legal issues, and could not register a car in his name, so that is how, I at just THREE years old, came to be the owner of the car).

Because the car was mine and I was still a toddler, I parked the car in my rose garden and used it as a doll house. Later that same year, me and some of my cousins were helping local zoo keeper Helen Pearly look for an albino monkey that had escaped from White Animal Farm... a group of 31 children ranging in ages from 3 to 12, spotted the monkey in the swamp and ran after it, following it deep into the Ross Forest of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, and we got it treed like a racoon... but... we lost it, because our attention was directed elsewhere, to a naked elderly man, passed out in the swamp. He was very sick, had a high fever, and was a near skeleton, looked like he had not eaten in weeks. We children ran back to my yard which was a working farm, to ask my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen, if we could take food out to the old man.

Me, my cousins Mike Jurgen and Tim Murphey, lead the adults (several aunts and uncles, my parents, Grammy Helen Ricker Allen, and Helen Pearly) back into the swamp to where we had found the man, but upon arrival he was gone, nd the adults accused us of making him up, citing that he was an imaginary friend. As the weeks went by we children became obsessed with finding the man and proving to adults he was real... a few weeks later we found a den full of bones, human leg bones mostly (which we found out later had washed up from a local 15th century graveyard that was also in the swamp) that were being used as digging tools. Excited we children once again dragged the adults into the swamp, to show them the den of bones, and prove once and for all, there was a naked man living in the swamp... we young toddlers did not expect the terrified reactions of the adults... the adults armed themselves with rifles and spent weeks, with local police, ripping the swamp to shreds with manchettes, looking for the homeless man who was using human leg bones as digging tools. Local news reports claimed "Cannibals in Old Orchard Beach!" on their headlines, but that was soon redacted, as the bones turned out to be from graves over four hundred years old.

While adults now believed us children, that there was a homeless man in the swamps, they built up wild rumors about who and what he must be. Most parents on Portland Ave in Old Orchard Beach believed he was a kidnapper who ate children, and that was the going rumor for a while.

And then... a hurricane hit. The swamp flooded, ocean waters surged through the town, and... the homeless man fled the rising waters, coming out of the forest for the first time... to hide in the first dry thing he could find: my 1964 Dodge 330 that was sitting on a high hill in my rose garden, out of reach of the flood waters.

After that, I gave him a spare key and let him sleep in it at night. I was just five years old. He could not speak English and I could not speak Hebrew or French, so there was no spoken communication between us, and over time we developed a quasi-sign language as a method of communication. He was sick and near starvation, so I started taking food to him and leaving it on a stump in the swamp. The stump is still there these 50 years later and I still leave food on it. He must have been in his 30s to 50s at the time, but today in 2023, he appears to be close to a hundred years old now and, yes, still lives out there.

He continued to live in my car until May 2010, when a local church group appeared in my yard to chop up the car while yelling "Kill the Demon" and rambling on about how they had to kill the car in order to kill the demon that possessed it.

Today the car is chopped up in pieces and wrapped up in a pile of parts, in storage, waiting for a day to come when I have the estimated $57k needed to rebuild it. While I have owned the car since 1975, I have never in my life driven it and it has spent it's time since 1975 sitting in my garden acting as a shelter to the homeless man who slept in it at night.

In short, the car is NOT haunted and "Etiole" is NOT a demon or alien or evil spirit or cryptid.

ALL the rumors of my car being haunted stem from a "hoax" started by my mentally deranged Uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater.

ALL the rumors of my homeless friend being an alien/demon/whatever stem from a "hoax" started by my mentally deranged Uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater.

The man my Uncle Bruce is harassing, is a local homeless French Jewish man, whom I let sleep in my car on rainy nights so that he can stay dry. Retarded locals think he is a demon or alien or whatever else they call him, because he is covered in scars and burns and Kabalic tattoos and number tattoos from being a concentration camp survivor from WW2.

You can see video footage of his living conditions:

HERE

and HERE

and HERE. These videos where filmed in 2022

As you can see from the videos, this homeless man whom my sick jackass Uncle Bruce has spent DECADES harassing, has NOTHING, he LITERALLY is living in a hole he dug with his fingernails, in the sand under a fallen tree, and you can see from these videos WHY I let him sleep in my car, and WHY the shit heads of Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Maine who are harassing this homeless man, calling him a cryptid, calling him an alien, calling him an evil spirit, are scumbag pieces of shit who don't deserve the life god gave them.

Only absolute scum bag, low life, piece of fifth TRASH would spend five fucking decades harassing a homeless World War 2 veteran the way the MUFON nutjobs of Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Maine treat "Etiole"!

ALL the rumors of my being an alien abductee stem from a "hoax" started by my mentally deranged Uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater.

There are no aliens. I don't even believe in aliens!

There are no demons. I don't even believe in demons!

There are no evil spirits. I don't even believe in the concept of evil spirits!

There are no haunted cars. I don't even believe that hauntings are real!

I was not abducted by aliens. I don't even believe in aliens!

I'm sorry to disappoint you, but when my uncle was 6 years old, he threw his 2 year old sister off a train bridge and into an oncoming car... and then he spent the next 60+ years denying he did it and claiming Satan, demons, and aliens lived in the car and are who hurt his sister.

Anyone and everyone who ever knew my Uncle Bruce is fully aware how severe his mental instability was. He saw demon and aliens EVERYWHERE in EVERYTHING. He suffered from a severe inability to come to terms with what he had done to his baby sister and spent his entire life trying to throw the blame on others.

I had owned the car for well over fifteen years before I became aware it was the same car that had hit my unt Barbara. And my uncle Bruce spread those alien and demon rumors about me, "Etiole", and my supposedly "haunted" car ... spread them online for well over a decade before I found out he was doing it.

Since I discovered this in 2007, I have spent nearly twenty years issuing cease and desist orders to all the people with "1964 Dodge 330 Goldeneagle haunted car" videos and websites.

And yes, since the rise if AI in 2021 to now, there has shown up a LOT of "deep fake" video footage of me, my car, and someone who is supposedly Etiole... ALL of those videos on YouTube are FAKE AI generated hoaxes.

I have ZERO videos about my car.

I have ZERO videos about Etiole.

Images you see on my car or me, in YouTube videos were STOLEN off my website and are being used WITHOUT MY PERMISSION.

I did NOT make any of those videos.

I did NOT make any of those websites.

I did NOT write any of those articles.

THIS is my YouTube channel right here: https://www.youtube.com/@EelKatWendyCAllen you can see for yourself the type of videos I make, the quality of the video equipment I have, and that there are ZERO videos about my car, my family, ghosts, demons, evil spirits, aliens, UFOs or any of that other bull crap those deep fake videos you are finding are attributing to me!

This website you are reading right now, https://www.eelkat.com is my ONLY website, and you can see EXACTLY what I say here, you can see the articles I write, 90% of which are about helping new writers write/world-build/create characters, and get their books published.

...and you can also see how fucking PISSED OFF I am at the scumbags who make those videos and websites...in the few articles I HAVE had to write in response to the deep fake bull shit alien/ufo/demon/cryptid crap ass articles that having been flooding the internet slandering and defaming my reputation!

I am fucking sick and tired of these nutcase crack pots running around impersonating me and making these jackassery videos about ridiculous alien/demon/cryptid bull crap and trying to pass that shit off as something I wrote!

THIS picture and ALL other pictures of my car, are being illegally stolen off of my website and used in HUNDREDS of videos and articles by scumbag Stephen King shitheads, I mean fans, WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! This photos were taken in August 1986 on my Sony camera, using Fuji film and I have both the original photos in a photo album, as well as the original negative strips. Others were also taken on film cameras and I have the negatives of those as well. BECAUSE the car sat in my garden, 35 feet BEHIND the swamp, that is in the forest 175 feet from the nearest road, and sat there since 1978, WITH A BARBED WIRE TOPPED FENCE AROUND IT and with no road access to it and not able to be seen from the road, there are ZERO pictures of this car taken by ANYONE... I own ALL photos EVER taken of this car, and am the copyright holder of ALL the photos of this car. I can PROVE that I took these photos, own the copyrights, and have NOT granted ANY rights to ANYONE to use my photos in their videos or articles or websites!

Those videos, websites, and articles about aliens, demons, cryptids, ghosts, haunted cars, and evil spirits are being made by fucking scam artists who are attempting to discredit my good reputation... something you can PROVE by the DATES those videos and articles started showing up: LITERALLY THE WEEK AFTER MY SON WAS MURDERED! Which PROVES those videos and articles are being made BY MY SON'S MURDERER as a means of trying to distract people away from his murder!

If you have any information about the scammers who are making these slanderous defamation videos and websites about me and my family, please contact FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

You can also mail him copies of the emails you are receiving at:

Federal Bureau of Investigation
1 Middle Street
4th Floor: Agent Andy Drewer
Portland, ME

That's his office, you can go in and hand it to him in person.

>>>Is your car demon possessed?

>>>Does an evil spirit live in your car?

>>>What is the cryptid creature everyone says they see in your car at night?

>>>Is your car demon possessed?

>>>Does an evil spirit live in your car?

>>>What is the cryptid creature everyone says they see in your car at night?

No. There is no demon.

I also don't believe in demons and think you who asked this are a retarded idiot for letting people deceive you and convince you that fairy tale creatures like demons are real.

No. There is no evil spirit.

I also don't believe in evil spirits and think you who asked this are a retarded idiot for letting people deceive you and convince you that fairy tale creatures like evil spirits are real.

No. There is no cryptid creature.

I also don't believe in cryptids and think you who asked this are a retarded idiot for letting people deceive you and convince you that fairy tale creatures like cryptids are real.

That's just an urban legend started by paranoid locals and made famous by Stephen King, who jumped on the local rumors and ran with it.

It's a local homeless French Jewish man, whom I let sleep in my car on rainy nights so that he can stay dry. Retarded locals think he is a demon or alien or whatever else they call him, because he is covered in scars and burns and Kabalic tattoos and number tattoos from being a concentration camp survivor from WW2.

You can see video footage of his living conditions:

HERE

and HERE

and HERE. These videos where filmed in 2022

>>>Who is Etiole?

>>>Who is Etiole?

Which one? There are several different people whom the locals call Etiole. One of them is my husband, Ben, Etiole is not his name, but that doesn't stop local idiots from calling him that.

Another of them is the elderly homeless man who sleeps in my car at night because he has no place else to sleep at night, and who I assume is the one you are referring to. Etiole is not his name either, but so many people have called him that, he will answer to it now, IF you can 1: get close enough to him to talk to him, and 2: if he will talk at all. He is a severely disfigured and disabled WW2 pilot, who suffers from massive levels of PTSD, is not aware the war ended 80 years ago, and spends the bulk of his time in the forests/swamps/marshes in and around Old Orchard Beach hand digging fox-holes, trenches, and tree bark lean to shelters. If you ever hike around Ocean Park, you'll see a lot of his structures there. He runs away from most people, and is rarely seen up-close, which led to false rumors of him being a cryptid/alien/demon/ghost/whatever the current flavor of the day non-human local conspiracy theorists have come up with at the moment. He is not a demon or an alien or a ghost or whatever else. He is a severally mentally handicapped elderly man, whom as of 2023 is around 90 to 100 years old and struggles to get around any more. We who take care of him, do not expect him to live much longer and are very frustrated that we have been unable to get local MUFON nutcases to leave him alone.

He is a local homeless French Jewish man, whom I let sleep in my car on rainy nights so that he can stay dry. Retarded locals think he is a demon or alien or whatever else they call him, because he is covered in scars and burns and Kabalic tattoos and number tattoos from being a concentration camp survivor from WW2.

You can see video footage of his living conditions:

HERE

and HERE

and HERE. These videos where filmed in 2022

The original one, where the name actually comes from, was Captain Goldeneagle Etiole Swanzen who is a fictional silver skinned merman who featured as a primary character in the books The Pearl Necklace, The Silver Salamander, The GoldenEagle, Incubus, and The Silver Arrow, all of which were published between 1983 and 1989. In the books, Etiole was a merman who, with his best friend, a talking black bobcat named Miss Citten the Eel~Kat, explored new planets in search of alien eel species to take to Planet Ptarmagin.

It appears, that for some reason, delusional idiots who could not tell the difference between FICTIONAL Space Fantasy books, and a real life homeless man, were behind the rumor that the homeless man who sleeps in my car, was the space merman from the books. To make things even more bizarre, people started calling ME "EelKat" and dubbed me "EelKat Etiole's Friend", even though my name is Wendy Christine Allen. Somewhere along the line people mixed up me and the homeless man for being the fictional characters EelKat (a talking cat) and Etiole (a merman) but I don't know who started that rumor or why it spread and became the weird urban legend with a cult following, like it is today.

More info about Etiole is HERE:

>>>I keep getting emails from you about Etiole. Why are you emailing me?

>>>I keep getting emails from you about Etiole. Why are you emailing me?

You are most certainly NOT getting emails from me.

I do not have email.

I do not use email.

It's not physically possible for me to email you.

I do not have or use email. Any emails you have received are fake and sent by others.

The FBI is aware of this situation, and believe that the emails are being sent out by friends, family, and relatives of my son's murderer. If you receive ANY email claiming to be from me, "EelKat", or "Etiole", please contact FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

You can also mail him copies of the emails you are receiving at:

Federal Bureau of Investigation
1 Middle Street
4th Floor: Agent Andy Drewer
Portland, ME

That's his office, you can go in and hand it to him in person.

>>>Have you seen the videos flooding YouTube, about you, your goldeneagle, and Etiole? Did you make those or are they deep fakes? What's up with that?

>>>Have you seen the videos flooding YouTube, about you, your goldeneagle, and Etiole? Did you make those or are they deep fakes? What's up with that?

Yes. I saw them. I know. There are several hundred "deep fake" videos about me, my car, and Etiole, all over YouTube. They started showing up summer 2021, a few weeks before porch bitch showed up and, it's believed she and her friends and family are the one making them.

Yes, they are deep fakes that appear to be AI generated, via people stealing photos of me and my car off my website.

And yes, if you find any, DO, forward them to the FBI, because again, it is believed those videos are being made by the MURDERER of my son, in some sort of weird attempt to discredit any real evidence about my son's murder.

No, THIS is my YouTube channel right here: https://www.youtube.com/@EelKatWendyCAllen

As you can see, I hardly ever use it, have never promoted it, so it has no followers, and ALL of the videos are just me fangirling various Elves (mostly Avallac’h). There are NO videos about me, my car, my family, Etiole… NOTHING… THIS is my ONLY YouTube channel… So yes, ALL of the other channels you are finding ARE FAKE. I do NOT do interviews, I do NOT do collabs… ALL of the videos you are finding about me, my family, my cars, Etiole, or anything else connected to me are DEEP FAKE scammers making slanderous AI generated crap about me and my life… which again… the FBI believes it is being done by the friends and family of my son’s murderer, so if you find ANY videos about me, my car, my family, Etiole, or claiming to be me: DO REPORT THOSE VIDEOS/CHANNELS TO THE FBI:

please contact FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

You can also mail him copies of the emails you are receiving at:

Federal Bureau of Investigation
1 Middle Street
4th Floor: Agent Andy Drewer
Portland, ME

That's his office, you can go in and hand it to him in person.

I have ZERO videos about my car.

I have ZERO videos about Etiole.

Images you see of my car or me, in YouTube videos were STOLEN off my website and are being used WITHOUT MY PERMISSION.

I did NOT make any of those videos.

I did NOT make any of those websites.

I did NOT write any of those articles.

This website you are reading right now, is my ONLY website, and you can see EXACTLY what I say here, and you can also see how fucking PISSED OFF I am at the scumbags who make those videos and websites.

If you have any information about the scammers who are making these slanderous defamation videos and websites about me and my family, please contact FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

You can also mail him copies of the emails you are receiving at:

Federal Bureau of Investigation
1 Middle Street
4th Floor: Agent Andy Drewer
Portland, ME

That's his office, you can go in and hand it to him in person.

>>>Is it true you put curses on people?

>>>Is it true you put curses on people?

*sigh*

I am so sick of dealing with braindead, mindless retards.

You fucking stupid, retarded, braindead, mindless jackasses want a Gypsy curse?

I'll give you a fucking Gypsy curse:

As for the fucktards who think they can make a mockery of my son's death: may your own child die in a manner just as horrible or worse than the manner with which my child died.

If you have EVER mocked what happen to my family: may your child die as mine did or in a worse manner, so that you may know the pain and suffering me and my family are going through, that you learn to NEVER mock a child's death EVER AGAIN!

May all evil you have done or said to or about me and my family come back upon you 7 times 7. On you and your children and their children, for seven generations.

All ill will you send to me I mirror back upon you.

All mockery you have done of my family's murder, I send back to your family, that your children may suffer a greater thing then mine have suffered, to punish you for mocking my pain.

There you go, a Gypsy curse, have fun!

I am so damned sick of the jackass shit we Gypsies have to put up with from white trash crap like you!

If you are retarded enough to think curses are real, that's your problem, not mine. Of course, if you were not retarded enough to believe cars are haunted and evil spirits live in them, you wouldn't be here reading this page to begin with, so you probably are retarded enough to think curses are real and we Gypsies aren't human.

>>>Do you know Stephen King?

>>>Do you know Stephen King?

No. Never met him. Was unaware of his existence before his film crew showed up to ILLEGALLY film Thinner on my farm in 1994. I never heard of his obsession with me, my Gypsy family, my car, or my severe Autism, until he did a Late Show interview in 1997 where he doxxed me and my family on live television, giving out my home address and saying "Go visit the Thinner Gypsies of Saco Maine!" ... a things he did that I was not made aware of until March 2013, when one of my college professors played it in class and then pointed to me and said "and there she is! She's a student here!" I did not have access to TVs, electricity, or such things until 2015, so I had never heard of any of this.

I did however recognize Stephen King's name, as ever since the summer of 1997, I get on average 30k Stephen King fans trespassing in my yard, breaking parts off my car, claiming they are "taking a sournier of The REAL Christine!"

I have 144 Keep Out, Private Property, and No Trespassing signs in my yard specifically to keep Stephen King's fans away.

I have never read a Stephen King book.

I have never seen a Stephen King movie.

I know nothing about Stephen King, and I'm sick of his fans bothing my family.

I became especially sick of it in 2013 and 2015 when my family was murdered, and the news reporters showed up, and instead of wanting info about the murder of my son... they only wanted to know: "What was it like being in a Stephen King movie?"... I've never been in a Stephen King movie and I'm sick of people saying I have.

My family was murdered. Their heads were cut off and hung in trees all over my yard... and the FBI says that is a scene from a Stephen King movie and the FBI believes my family was murdered by a fucking Stephen King fan. So Stephen King and hids fucking fans can go fuck off!

To make matters even worse, in February 2021, Larua, the FBI agent originally in charge of my son's murder case, was murdered, in Florida, only a few blocks from Stephen King's house, which caused the at the time cold case of my son's 2013 murder to be reopened.

Laura. I knew her. She's the one who was investing the Atwaters before Andy Drewer took over the case. This is the FBI agent who was investigating my son's murder originally. She was murdered in February 2021 and that's why my son's murder case got reopened and FBI started investing Shem and Yvonne Atwater, because somehow they are involved in both my son's murder and the murder of agent Larua, but I don’t know how.

The problem is, I don’t know anyone named Yvvone. I don’t know anyone named Shem. So I don’t know who the FBI agents are talking about. I don’t know why the FBI thinks I should know these Shem Atwater or Yvvone Atwater people that they keep talking about. Apparently, these people are some distant relatives of my mother’s but I can’t figure out what that has to do with me or why the FBI shows up so often asking endless questions about this duo.

But, whoever this Yvvone and Shem are, they are vile, sick, disgusting people, who are hung up on me. According to the FBI Yvonne and Shem Atwater have built a massive network of hate, including multiple Facebook groups and an offline gang in Mississippi, that are devoted to some sort of weird "anti-EelKat" vendetta. The FBI agents, specifically Laura, the one who has now been murdered, showed up at my tarp tent in 2010, with a huge stack of print outs of screen shots of my Facebook wall, Yvvones Facebook page, Shems Facebook page, and the Facebook pages of multiple terrorist hate groups. The screenshots showed hundreds of death threats posted by each Yvvone and Shem, threats to bomb my house (a bomb DID blow up my house October 16, 2006, which is WHY I was living under a 6x8 tarp from 2006 to 2015), threats to kill my pets (my 75 pet roosters WERE killed April 2007, their heads cut off and hung in trees around my yard with handmade rope noose, my horses head was beaten in with brick that same year, and between 2006 and into 2023 more then a dozen cats, dogs, and birds were killed, in most cases poisoned, then directed and dropped in elaborate artwork displays), threats to murder my children (which DID happen in two separate attacks one November 14, 2013 and one April 10, 2015), and threats to beat me to death and threats to shoot me.

From 2006 to 2015, while I was living under the tarp, I had no access to either electricity or internet, so I never saw these Facebook posts in person, as I had no access to using a computer from 2006 to 2015. I only saw them because FBI agent Laura S. had been investigating Yvvone and Shem Atwater (I don't know why) and in the course of doing so, was tracking me, because Yvvone and Shem had a vendetta against me. Laura wanted to know if I knew why Yvvone and Shem were so full of excessively driven hate for me, but before Laura showed up asking questions about Yvvone and Shem, I had never heard of either Yvvone or Shem and so, I don't even know who they are, let alone why they have devoted more then two decades of their life to a massive and vicious death threat filled hate campaign.

Shem is the one Old Orchard Beach police are terrified of. Officers Will Watson and Timmy DeLuca both showed up at my tarp tent dozens of times between 2007 and 2016, asking a huge slew of questions about Shem each time, always citing that there were reports of him terrorizing people on Portland Ave. If he did/was, I never saw him or knew anything about it.

Both the Old Orchard police and the FBI had tons of screenshots of Shem and his sister Yvonne bragging on MY Facebook wall that they founded a group called 'The Loyalist White Knights of The Ku Klux Klan More Loyal Than The Loyal White Knights'. Fbi had screenshots of their website with Shem and Yvonne both in white robes and with assault rifles strapped all over them. That was in 2010 and again in 2016, that fbi agents showed up with those pictures. Fbi said Shem and Yvonne was the leaders and founders of that group in Mississippi. Under the pictures, in the comments Yvvone had written the words "This is the gun I'm going to kill you with" while Shem had commented "I am ordained by the Aaronic Priesthood to do my God given duty to blow your brains out".

Shem was also the one the Fbi was here asking questions about Jan 15, 2021, right after the Jan 6 riot. Fbi agents that time had pictures of a bomb from Jan 6. They wanted to know if I'd ever seen anything like it before, and said they thought Shem built it. Said he was in Washington DC on Jan 6.

Shem was the one the FBI was asking about back in 2016 and in 2007 as well.

The FBI agent from 2007 and 2010 is the one that was murdered February 2021 in Florida, she had brought over screenshots of death threats Shem had put on Facebook about me. I never heard of Shem before that.

This is all very confusing to me because I have no clue who either Yvvone or Shem are and don't know why they are hell bent on harassing my family. In any case, the FBI believes that Yvvone herself may be the golf club wielding woman who murdered my son and left me crippled, and the FBI further believes that she built up some wild conspiracy theories about me, and brainwashed her brother Shem into some wild vendetta that is based purely on delusional fantasies Yvvone made up about me, that are not true, but she believes are true, and convinced him they are true.

It is all very confusing and very terrifying, because I don't know who these people are or why they have been doing this for well over two decades.

Because of Stephen King and is jackass Thinner movie being illegally filmed on my property, I have to deal with fucking nutjobs on a daily basis and I'm so damned sick of it.

I’m constantly running into people who make the claim to “know all about” me and they will spout off this weird freaked out stuff about witchcraft and curses and spellcasting and aliens and ufos and, I’m left totally clueless because I don’t know a single thing at all about witchcraft or curses or spellcasting or aliens or ufo, and I can’t figure out why these people think I have the faintest idea what the fuck they are even talking about.

They’ll say they thought I was some expert in casting curses and say they want to hire me to cast curses on people, and they act like spell casting is some sort of job I do. I don’t know heads or tails about spell casting.

They’ll say, “But your the sea witch of Old Orchard Beach”... yeah, people have been calling me that ever since Stephen King filmed Thinner on my land back in the early 1990s, but, I’ve never read a Stephen King book or seen a Stephen King movie, not even Thinner, so, I haven’t got a clue what is in his books and movies. All I know is he based some “Gypsy witch” in Thinner off me, because I’m the “Queen” (aka Priestess) of a local Gypsy clan. A Gypsy Queen is similar to a Catholic Nun in the Folk Catholicism of Mexico and has nothing to do with witches, witchcraft, spells, or curses, so I don’t know what the fuck Stephen King did in the Thinner movie to make people think I’m some kind of spell casting witch, but, people seem to have trouble understanding that the Thinner movie is FICTIONAL. I’m not a witch and I don’t know the first thing about witches or witchcraft. I haven’t got a clue how to cast spells or curses. And I can’t figure out why so many total random strangers think they can walk up to me at WalMart or Rotary Park or the library and demand I cast some curse on someone for them.

But, when these people do this, and it happens EVERY SINGLE TIME I go outside, which I have agoraphobia, so it’s sometimes weeks or months between my setting foot outside, every single time I go out, some one always identifies me as a witch and watches a curse cast.

At the same time I’ve got these UFO nuts constantly coming up to me asking me this or that about some weird ass alien ufo idea, and I never have a clue what they are talking about, They use all sorts of weird ass words and phrases that I’ve never heard before and gibber on like another language which I can’t understand… but then they act all surprised that I don’t know the meanings of the words they are using, and they’ll say: “But I thought you were supposed to be a top expert on UFOs and alien abductions” and I’m like what the hell are they even talking about and how the hell would anyone in their right mind come to think that I would believe in ufos or aliens, when I think people who believe in ufos and aliens are raving lunatics, my uncle Brucie being a perfect example of a raving lunatic who believes in aliens and ufos.

I don’t get it.

In case you didn't know, the FBI is looking for some deranged fucking serial killing Stephen King fan that the FBI says is harassing everyone in York County, Maine BELIEVED to have a connection to a Stephen King book or movie, whether they actually do have a connection or not.

It’s very strange… but I am a Hoodoo Priestess aka a Voodoo Queen aka Gypsy Fortune Teller… I read cards and pendulums for clients and do Hoodoo rootwork, candle offerings, altar work… I AM the Gypsy Witch from Stephen King’s The Thinner after all… not the actress in the movie… the actual real Gypsy she was based off of, the consultant for making sure Gypsies were presented accurately in the movie… the actress in the movie was portraying me… I’m the REAL Gypsy Witch… and that’s scares people around local here shitless.

THAT... is my connection to Stephen King: MY FAMILY WAS MURDERED BY A DERAGNED STEPHEN KING FAN WHO HAS BEHEADED MORE THEN 120 PEOPLE and 500+ CATS AND DOGS IN YORK COUNTY, MAINE SINCE JULY 2001!

You know, if these harassers spent more time paying attention to what is going on around them, and less time being self absorbed jerks... they'd know these crosses were here... they'd know, Old Orchard Beach has a serial killer on the lose who has beheaded more then 120 people and left their bodies at cross road intersections all over the marsh... they'd know that this has been going on for 18 years now, and they'd know that my family had been hit by this madman multiple times now, fist killing my cousin Timmy Murphy, then killing my baby and leaving me not only crippled, but also one of only 5 people to live through and survive one of this serial killer's attacks, thus WHY the FBI is so hyper focused on not letting me out of their sight because this killer has a history of not leaving people alive... they'd know that SEVENTEEN families all within a quarter mile section of Portland Ave, between Walnut St and Milekin Miles Rd, 17 families in this space of street, have not only have their families murdered, but their houses bulldozed by a backhoe, and in just those 17 families, in addiction to the dead people, there are also more then FIVE HUNDRED dead pets, including cats, dogs, birds, and horses, every one of which was beheaded and the headless pet hung from rope nooses and draped in trees and porches of the 17 families... something the FBI says is a scene from a Stephen King book, which the serial killer likes to recreate... and then the FBI points out this: each of those 17 families has appeared in The Thinner movie... it's the one common thread for ALL 120+ Scarbourough Marsh killings: every sing victim has somehow been involved in the filming on one of the 14 Stephen King movies which was filmed in Saco, Old Orchard Beach, and Scarboughor back in the 1980s. According to the FBI, EVERY SINGLE ONE of these murders, animal killings, harassments, vandalisms, and hate crimes, can be found in a Stephen King book and this lunatic is recreating "art" in tribute to Stephen King, using the bodies of family members who were involved in the filming of Stephen King's oldest movies.

If these people in the Sanford Ward church would take their heads out of Joesph Smith's ass long enough to look around, they would have known these things were going on, that they were going on to people in their congregation, that several members of their congregation have stopped attended church because they were murdered, that several other members of their congregation no longer attend because like me they are crippled and bed ridden from these attacks, and that 24 members of their congregation no longer attend church because they are in prison for their connections and involvements in these murders.

Heck, these murders have been all over the TV and paper news for 18 years now... you'd think the people of the Saco and Sanford Ward LDS churches - who are the ones in my driveway bitch screaming about Todd Murphey for the past 2 years now - would at least have seen enough TV news or newspaper news... oh look, did you know one of the big name newscasters on TV, someone who has in fact covered the Scarbough Marsh case on TV several times now, is a member of the Sanfard Ward congregation, and even SHE knows what's going on, obviously because she's one of the reporters who keeps showing up to interview all us families who live in in the Scarborough Marsh... so I know not everyone in the Sandford Ward is clueless as to what has been going on in the community round them.... several of these church members are outright screaming, literally screaming from my neighbor's front porch in Biddeford, that they never heard of any of this before... I'm sorry... what the fuck?

The Scarbourough Marsh murders is quite literally the biggest unsolved murder case in all of New England, not just Maine, it's been covered by DateLine, 20/20 and half the crime network tv shows! The fucking planet has heard of it! These people are telling me, literally, while standing on my neighbors front porch and shrieking at the tops of their lungs, that they never heard of this murder case, a murder case I've not stopped talking about for the last 9 years because as of 9 years ago now members of my family have been murdered.. heck, with so many deaths now, it's pretty hard to find any family in the Scarbourough Marsh who DOESN'T have a dead relative killed by this nutjob... and these people, who vandalized our apartment building so bad that the landlord has a repair crew here all of this next upcoming summer... these vandals and hate fueled harassers from the Sandford Ward church, are telling me, that they had no clue any of this was going on?

How many news reports are there? HUNDREDS! Oh look, fucking CNN is even covering it!

And you know what the FBI told me?

They said Stephen King fans quickly recognized that I was the severely retarded mute autistic girl whom Stephen King wrote DOZENS of stories about (did he? I don't know; I've never read a Stephen King book or watched a Stephen King movie... he's just one of my neighbours, I don't know anything about his work; I don't understand why is Stephen King so obsessed with me and my Gypsy family and my supposedly haunted car, that isn't haunted but no one ever listens to me, because they all say Stephen King told them it was haunted... and now, the FBI agents are saying he has made over a dozen books and movies about retarded mute autistic girls who are all based off of me! What the hell? Why is he doing this?

I don't like that Stephen King uses me as the basis of his characters, I don't like it at all; I never gave him permission to write about me, he never had permission to film Thinner on my farm either, I'm still mad about that too.... but now they are telling me that he is just super obsessed with my severe levels of Autism and that he has been obsessively writing weird ass horror shit that brands me as some kind of crazed mute psychopath with demon powers because I have Autism?

What the fuck? It never ends with Stephen King does it?! He just finds one way to slander and defame me after another and I'm so sick of it. Who the hell is this guy that he thinks he can get away with this stuff? You know what the FBI said... they said that EVERY major big time violent attack on me, my cars, my family, my farm... EVERY ONE OF THEM... coincides with the release date of a Stephen King book.

The FBI thinks Stephen King has some psycho fan who knows Stephen King is basing stuff off my life and is deliberately harassing my family JUST TO SEE how long it takes Stephen King to publish a book about what the harasser did to my family this time!

What the fuck!

You know writing books about my Autism and branding me as demon powered because of my autism is ablest shit, harassing a disabled person, right?

The FBI said that was why they sealed up all the police reports and got everything listed as classified, because they said they don't want Stephen King reading any more news reports about the harassment of my family and profiting off the murders and trauma ad suffering my family is going through any more! ).... and that Stephen King fans were outraged that some with low functioning Autism, that was so severely disabling as my Autism is, were outraged, that I was being harassed on mega extreme levels.

The FBI said once Stephen King's fans realized who I was and what was going on, that the FBI hotline has been FLOODED with calls coming in from ALL OVER THE PLANET... tens of thousands of calls each month... which have lead to DOZENS of arrests of a LOT of people connected to this Connecticut drug gang.

I don't even know anything about drugs or gangs or Connecticut... I have agoraphobia, I go years between setting foot outside, I've never even left the state! I have no clue what these FBI agents are even talking about!

I never even heard of Stephen King before all of this!

I looked him up to find out who the FBI was talking about, apparently he's some famous author, who used to be my neighbour, and spent an inordinate amount of time obsessing over my family because we are Gypsies and he's got some kind of fetish for us Gypsies and can't stop using us in his books.

And what the fuck?

The FBI, says he's been following the news reports of my family's murder and since 2013 has published MORE THAN A DOZEN books based off of me and my family and the FBI says everytime another big crime happens to my family, that Stephen King publishes a book about it in less then 6 months afterwards, which is WHY the FBI says they have t classify the police reports for EVERYTHING regarding my family now, because they think the serial killer who is terrorizing York County KNOWS Stephen King is writing books based off him/her and is killing us Gypsy families TO TRY TO GET Stephen King to write about their exploits!

What the fuck?!?!

Stephen King can fucking burn in hell.

My family's murder is not his playtime!

You fucking jackasses want a Gypsy curse?

I'll give you a fucking Gypsy curse:

As for the fucktards who think they can make a mockery of my son's death: may your own child die in a manner just as horrible or worse than the manner with which my child died.

May all evil you have done or said to or about me and my family come back upon you 7 times 7. On you and your children and their children, for seven generations.

All ill will you send to me I mirror back upon you.

All mockery you have done of my family's murder, I send back to your family, that your children may suffer a greater thing then mine have suffered, to punish you for mocking my pain.

Remember, these people are Abusers and YOU are HELPING THEM!

Do keep in mind that I have severely crippling Autism and the people, Stephen King, His fans, and my Uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater ad his family, who are spreading these malicious rumors and lies about my car, are doing so BECAUSE they think I am too retarded to have any feelings, they think they can get away with this BECAUSE they see nothing wrong with this level of abuse of a disabled person.

Update: July 6, 2023

I'm getting messages about Atwaters flipping out over the RainMan movie post I mentioned the other day. I don't know what they are talking about, but they seem to have movies mixed up or something.

I'm sorry, no... I don't think they have a clue what the RainMan movie is... they SERIOUSLY are mixing it up with something else, I don't know what... this is the RainMan movie... THIS is REAL and ACTUAL Autism, not to be confused with Aspergers which has no medical connection to Autism whatsoever... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DH6S0wKKGBM

THIS is what I have, and the Atwaters'd know that, had they ever met me in person and talked to me face to face because THIS is also EXACTLY how I talk and act... don't be fooled by the fact that I can think and type, because thinking and typing does NOT translate into how I act or talk...

THIS is REAL AND ACTUAL Autism https://youtu.be/G4Hwsz1sQmc

THIS is what I have, and they'd know that, had they ever met me in person and talked to me face to face because THIS is also EXACTLY how I talk and act... don't be fooled by the fact that I can think and type, because thinking and typing does NOT translate into how I act or talk.

And THIS is why no one can say nothing or do nothing near me, because I REMEMBER EVERYTHING word for word, line for line... even without the camera running 24/7... THIS is REAL and ACTUAL Autism, not to be confused with Aspergers which has no medical connection to Autism whatsoever... https://youtu.be/gN2ZP-q_qpc

THIS is what I have, THIS is how I talk and act and what I do... THIS is why I can not go out in public without a caretaker with me https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ioMspoSNgmw

the fact that these people who are gossiping about me and spreading rumours about me, do not know that THIS is what I am like, just proves even more that these people don't actually know me... which yet again, leads me to ask, what is their motive? Also who are they? I don't know a single one of these people... yes the Atwaters are relatives, but they are not people I ever met before, other then the group of 400+ of them that attack my farm every year on September 19th because that day means something to them, for some reason... they show up with assault rifles and shoot up every house on my street, beat people up, rape all my female neighbours -the most recent rape gang attack happened at my 27 High Street Biddeford apartment February 2019, when they also did $230k in damages to the building, totaled my Volvo (which I since had rebuilt and is now back on the road), sent 7 people to the hospital, annd left 27 families homeless due to the apartment building being condemned because of the damages. , and I've no clue who they are except they call themselves "The Davids and Lucys and Halls" they claim to be my uncle David's kids and grandkids,, but I have no way to confirm if they are who they say they are ot not. They are always led by a blond woman named Yvonne and her blond brother Shem, at least that's the names they say for themselves. But those are the only Atwaters I know and the Old Orchard Beach Police are scared shitless of them. I know this because every year when the Atwaters arrive we call the police, the police send 10 or 12 officers over, then the police throw their hands up in the air, say they do not have either the man power or weapon resources to deal with it and leave.

Old Orchard Beach Police Officer Will Watson, said during the 1996 Atwater attack on my farm: "You don't understand, these people form a small army, we are not equipped to deal with a situation like this; the state police aren't even equipped to deal with this. You don't need to police, you need the coast guards, or the marines, call the justice department, maybe they can pool their resources and get enough people here to help, but I doubt it; The Scottish Traveller Crime Family is four hundred people strong, there aren't even that many police officers in the entire state of Maine, there's nothing we can do, our hands are tied, there's just too many of them"

THOSE are the pepole who are right now contacting my followers on FaceBook, right now running around offline locally in Biddeford... THOSE people, are the Atwaters who are doing this weird thing of making strange claims of things I've said or done, things that I'm not physically able too say or do at all. But why? What is their motive? I don't know. I do know that Davd himself sent me a hand written letter in the mail, stating he and his crew are angry that I sent the FBI to their compound in Paylyra, Maine... but the thing is, I DIDD NOT send the FBI over there and I don't know what my Uncle David is even talking about.

The FBI has been here too. A LOT. Six different FBI agents have been to the Biddeford apartment more then a dozen times each just since 2021, and it's usually to ask questions about some bomb that they said they found at the White House in Washington DC. They keep showing me pictures of it and asking if it looks like the bomb that blew up my house October 16, 2006. It does not. The bomb that blew up my house was a yellow grease fryer with brough corn cobs painted all over it, and the bombs in the pictures the FBI keep bring over are like long silver metal sewer pipes. They don't look the same at all. But the agents said they have evidence they were made by the same person. Well, in March 2017 the FBI arrested my uncle Paul Martal for the bomb that blew up my house, and also the bomb that blew up my doctor's clinic on Saco Ave in February 2003, and 4 more bombs in Boston March 2013. Apparently my uncle Paul Martel built a lot of bombs over a lot of years and the one that blew up my house in 2006 was one of his early test bombs... but anyways, the FBI agents who been coming over the past few months said they had video footage of my uncle David's wife, sister, and 23 of his grandkids in Washington D.C. on January 6, 2021, they said they had stolen some woman's speaking pulpit, Nancy something, I think her last name began with a P? They said one of my cousins (they called her Yvonne, but I don't know any cousin named Yvonne... I have more then six hundred first cousins and more then two thousand second and third cousins (most of my Atwater relatives are FLDS polygamists with 5 to 15 wives each, so they father a LOT of kids) but I've only met ten of my cousins (Uncle Brucies 6 kids and Aunt Barbara's 4 kids)and so, there are six hundred cousins whom I have never met before, so I could have a dozen or more cousins named Yvonne and not know it!) and her son took it to Florida and that her son went to prison, and they are looking for the rest of David's crew who helped him steal the Nancy's woman's pulpit. They said the bomb they showed me pictures of was in her office and they think it was my uncle David's 23 grandkids who were down there who did it.

This is all confusing to me because the FBI was saying super crazy shit like that Donald Trump was president, which made me question if they were real FBI agents, but nope apparently Donald Trump really was president! How crazy is that? I don't have a TV or read newspapers so I don't know about politic shit. Politics is dull boring crap because it is jus nothing but people fighting with each other over stupid stuff that isn't important, while people are being hurt and no politician ever does a damned thing to help people, so, I don't know who the Nancy woman was, but apparently she worked for President Trump or something. It's just all too confusing for me and I zoned out and didn't listen to half of it, so I don't know what exactly it is that my uncle David's crew did down in Washington DC January 6, 2021, but whatever it is, it involved stealing some Nacy woman's pulpit and a pipe bomb, and the FBI agents were here for a good 5 hours asking me tons of questions about it and I had no clue what the fuck they was talking about. It was all very weird.

But, anyways, The FBI started showing up asking all sort of questions about David's crew on January 15, 2021, and I know nothing about David's group at all, so I had no answers to any of the FBI's questions other then "I don't know", "I don't know", "I don't know", "I don't know", "I don't know", "I don't know", and a lot more "I don't know".

February 14, 2021 I get a handwritten letter in the mail from David himself, all upset because he claims I sent the FBI to the compound in Palmyra/Bangor, Maine. I haven't got a clue what he is even talking about. I didn't send the FBI anywhere, I didn't even know David was in Maine at all, last I knew he was in Wyomin!

Then October 21, 2021, FBI agents show up again. There was a Fed Ex truck parked in front of our Biddeford apartment. It had been their a few weeks, broken down, taking up 3 parking spaces in front of the front porch. Never thought anything of it, figured Fed ex driver would be back to have it towed, but it sat their from Sept 2021 to November 2021... well, on October 21, 2021, I was out in my driveway repainting my Volvo, parked beside the Fed Ex truck, when the back door rolls open and four FBI agents climb out, and tell me, that they suspect a relative of my son's murderer (he was murdered November 14, 2013) had just moved into our building and that's why they had set up surveillance in the supposedly broken down Fed Ex truck. They ask me, can I hold off on painting the mural on my car, and can I instead, pull my car up into the back yard where it can not be seen from the road, where it can only be seen from 7 windows of the 3 upstairs apartments in our building. Then they give me a message to paint on the roof, hood, and trunk of my car... the one which detailed info about the November 14, 2013 murder of my son, but with the date of the April 10, 2015 attack on my farm, ending with a request for witnesses to call the FBI hotline phone number.

They then pointed out several other trucks parked in the area, on Cutts St, Harvey, Bradberry, Western Ave, and said there were agents in every one of them and if I needed to, I could walk up to any one of those trucks and ask for help or hand them info.

Within 10 hours Porch bitch showed up for the first time.

The next day a homeless man showed up, claiming his mother often bragged to having crippled me at the college... 2 weeks later he showed up dead on the train tracks behind our apartment building, and every day from November 21, 2021 to May 17, 2022 porch bitch showed up chanting his name.

September 19, 2021 was the BIGGEST and MOST DESTRUCTIVE attack to ever hit my Old Orchard Beach Farm... FBI asked me to mention NONE of the details online, so, no details have been released to the public at all.

What info was allowed to be made public, was that, all the 50foot tall cedar hedge trees across the front of my land were cut down, the infamous backhoe from 2013 returned, cut a road through my yard, attacked BOTH my neighbors to either side of me by digging up BOTH their septic tanks and cutting off their water supply from the city water, and made a MASSIVE attempt to locate my murdered son's grave by digging up ALL THREE of our yards... mine at 146, and both my neighbors at 144 and 148.

They made a monumentally HUGE attempt to find and destroy my murdered son's grave.

Why?

While it is known who owns the backhoe, he claims, same as he did in 2013 when it drove over my house, that it was stolen... many, many, many MILLIONS in damages were done to the 3 properties attacked, dozens of graves, some of them Native American from the 1600s's were dug up... and... MANY MILLIONS in heroin were shoved under my big pink motorhome, in an attempt to frame me for being in possession of fentanyl.

And... a member of my family was murdered....who, has not yet been released... nor has how they died been released.

THAT, is the ONLY info that has been allowed to be released to the public... but that info is only a tiny fraction of what was done during the September 19, 2021 attack on my farm on Portland Ave.

The FBI has put my uncle David's family, specifically his grandchildren, as their #1 suspects in this 2021 attack.

And the huge slander smear campaign on Twitter, FaceBook, and spread across more then 300 user accounts on Reddit, started November 21, 2021, and the FBI believes that porch bitch is the scape goat for David's grandkids...

...the FBI pointed out that the shoot out with the Connecticut drug gang in 1982, that happened on my farm, was between David, Brucie, and the drg gang. The FBI believes this whole thing has something to do with something the Atwaters did with the Connecticut drug gang back in 1968, BEFORE I WAS EVEN BORN!!!

The FBI also said they believe that David's grandkids are the ones behind the weird slander defamation smear campaign going on online, slandering my name everywhere, because according to the FBI the dead guy from 2021, went to church with one of Ben's friends who is one of David's grandkids friends.

And I'm just sitting here confused out of my mind, because I've never had anything to do with David, his relatives, any drug dealers, or any of this other stuff, and I can't figure out why they are trying to drag me into it... but, the FBI says that David somehow got it into his head that I was the one who "ratted him out" (what the fuck? ratted him out for what? what does that even mean?) but the FBI says they think it was ACTUALLY David's sister Barbara who ratted him out, but that she did it using my name so that she wouldn't take the blame for ratting him out.

And when I asked why the heck would she use MY name? The FBI said, they think she picked me because of my Autism. They said, that she spends an inordinate amount of time at local karaoke bars, spreading huge amounts of lies and gossip about me, with her girlfriend "crackhead Cammilla" (whoever the hell that is) and that, she's been dong it in bars around Old Orchard, Biddeford, and Kennebunk, Maine for well over fifteen years now!... they said she started doing it around the same time her husband Paul Martel blew up my house with a bomb, and they suspect that she started doing it, to try to take attention away from her husband (who is now in prison for building said bomb)... the FBI said they have a lot of surveillance footage of her calling me "a worthless brain dead retard" and stating that no one would miss me if I was gone. The FBI said she was unaware that I was in 2 Stephen King movies (which I'm not... but people are saying I am because of that illegal guerilla filming method of how Stephen King movies were filmed) and had written a bestselling novel that had sold ten million copies, so she was unaware how famous I was or that, by trying to pin the drug stuff on me, that they would end up making it VERY EASY to track everyone involved, simple because I was so VERY famous online.

They said The Atwaters were unaware of how famous I was, until in 2021, when a bunch of Stephen King fans who live in York County, Maine, made an issue about the fact that I, The Gypsy witch from The Thinner movie, was being harassed big time... and it was at that point that David's grandkids realized they had not only opened a can of worms, they had stomped on a fucking hornet's nest of angry Stephen King fans.

What the fuck!

You know writing books about my Autism and branding me as demon powered because of my autism is ablest shit, harassing a disabled person, right?

And they said THIS is why David believes I ratted him out... even though I did not. They said so many Stephen King fans have been calling the FBI phone number on my car and FaceBook and website, that they were able to gather up a LOT of evidence against a LOT of Atwaters... and that is why the Atwaters have gone mega hyper smear campaign, because the Atwaters believe it was ME who called the FBI..

...but the fact remains, as always... I am looking for the murderer of my son, and I have no interest in the Atwaters or their drug dealing hoodlum friends. I just want to know who murdered my son, that's the reason the FBI hotline number is there.

But... apparently, the Atwaters thought the FBI phone number was there to turn them in... which is weird, because it clearly states if you have information about the murder of my son... why would the Atwaters think it was about them, unless they were the ones who murdered my son?

I am just baffled and confused by the people around Biddeford and Old Orchard who tell me in person and the people online on FaceBook and Twitter who tell me online, that they are being contacted by Atwaters telling them things I supposedly said or did, and it's never anything I am even capable of saying or doing, but besides that who are these Atwaters who are doing this, why are they ding it, why do they think I should know them when I don't know the Atwaters at all, and why do they think they know me, and where are they sourcing this freaked out weird ass info they claim is about me, but it isn't about me, and why are they attributing it to me? It just seems like they have me mixed up with someone else, especially since they are saying they get emails from me but I don't use email, I never have, I don't even know how to use email, so I looks like someone is pretending to be me to get them worked up, but who or why, I don't know... but also whoever it is seems to be unaware I have Autism, seems to be just as unaware of my Autism as the Atwaters also clearly are unaware.

This whole thing is all just so very strange and I don't understand any of it. They are so disruptive of my life, and I can't figure out what the motive behind any of it is.

It's very frustrating not knowing who these people are or why they are doing the stuff they are doing.

The problem is ALL of my cars get branded as "haunted" because Stephen King is a jackass who sees nothing wrong with telling people my cars are haunted and his fans are too retarded to know he's lying to them about me and my cars.

All 4 of my supposedly "haunted" cars:

The GoldenEagle
(aka Christine)
aka
The World's Most Haunted Car

1964 Dodge 330, photo taken by Wendy Christine Allen 1987, copyright Wendy Christine Allen 1987. If you find this image ANYWHERE online, in any article ot video, know that it was STOLEN from my website eelkat.com by pirates who are using it illegally, without my consent or permission.

1964 Dodge 330, photo taken by Wendy Christine Allen 1987, copyright Wendy Christine Allen 1987. If you find this or any other image of my car ANYWHERE online, in any article or video, know that it was STOLEN from my website eelkat.com by pirates who are using it illegally, without my consent or permission.

One of my earliest memories was of a road trip to Mt. Washington in New Hampshire. I was 6, maybe 7 at the time. I was sitting in the backseat of a 1964 Dodge 330 4-door sedan, a former Old Orchard Beach police car, now painted metallic orange.

On either side of me sat an old lady. The older one, at five foot one, was only inches taller than I was, had short curly hair, was known for her wild temper, spiteful ways, starting fist fights, putting curses on everyone in sight, spoke with a Scottish accent so thick you could barely discern she was speaking English, and in the 1960s had embraced the passion of wearing purple polyester.

The other, twenty years younger than the first, with hair not quite as grey, stood five foot eight, had very dark tan skin, kept her hair tied in two long pigtail braids, and having just arrived back home from (yet another) trip to Hawaii, was dressed in a long ruffled muumuu with butterflies so huge, that only two fit across it.

Neither had ever driven a car; both remembered the days long before cars existed.

“Nobody ever takes me anywhere,” complained one.

“Oh, I know it, isn’t it terrible, nobody ever takes me anywhere either,” answered the other.

They spent the next several miles discussing how they each did nothing all day but sit home alone, never got out of the house, and had overall dull, boring lives. The conversation was ironic, considering neither had any idea where they were, seeing as some 100 miles or so back, we had taken a wrong turn and were now wandering aimlessly on the unmapped dirt roads which weave their way around the New Hampshire White Mountains.

Their conversation went on in endless babble, until the Scottish woman pulled out a ham sandwich and offered it to the Kickapoo Indian woman, a Seventh Day Adventist and Huna practitioner, and therefore a strict vegetarian and animal rights activist.

An all out food fight ensued with pieces of ham sandwiches being thrown from one side of the car to the other.

It was always eventful sitting between my two grandmothers on a long road trip, because you never knew whether you should wear yellow to match the mustard or white to match the mayo.

I was quite used to this by now, as we took a road trip every weekend and airborne slices of tomato, flying lettuce, and hamburger patties sliding down the windshield, was just the way it was. My parents had long ago given up on asking their parents to sit down and behave.

Until that moment you would have thought the two women best of friends. However, nothing could have been further from the truth. The two women hated one another, had spent many years feuding, and had only been sitting peacefully together in the red shag backseat of a giant orange car, because one’s son had married the other’s daughter and any chance to spend time with their grandbaby was worth having to put up with one another’s company for a few hours.

To the untrained eye, the ham sandwich had been an innocent mistake; however, anyone who knew Helen Ricker-Allen knew all too well that she did not normally eat ham, and had gone out of her way to buy ham, specifically for this event, knowing full well that meat of all kinds, but most especially pig, was off Eva Viola Atwater’s menu.

The screaming and yelling died down when we reached the top of Mt. Washington, but the slices of ham were firmly stuck to the windows and ceiling for the rest of the trip.

The second haunted car to be added to my collection, I bought it in 1983. I am his 5th owner.

It's list of owners are this:

#1: Old Orchard Beach Police Department (1964 to 1965)

#2: Dr. Larcochelle of Ocean Ave (next door to Sudds Laundry) (1965 - 1972)

#3: David "Dave" Marcott (1972 - 1975)

#4: OOB fireman, Kenneth Ricker Allen (1975 - 1983)

#5: Me (1983 - to current)

1964 Dodge 330; former Old Orchard Beach Police Car;

Originally silver, Dr. Larcochelle used a paintbrush to paint it a matte gold. He is the one who named it Christine.

It was painted it's current orange metalflake by Bryan Marcott (Dave Marcott's son.) The colour is 1964 Cadillac "copper penny".

I renamed it The GoldenEagle in 1983 in an attempt to disassociate it from Stephen King and the onslaught of King fans who worship this car on bizarre cultish levels. It's mirrors, antenna, and most of it's chrome trim has been stolen by Stephen King fans over the years, a result of his having made a movie called "Christine" based off the rumours Old Orchard Beach residents spread around Maine about this supposedly haunted car.

Rumours of it being a demon possessed haunted car first surfaced in 1964 when it was purchased by the Old Orchard Beach police department. Locals claim, that the first time an officer drove it, he commit suicide that night. I can not confirm this event and have never been able to locate the officer's name.

I can however confirm that 3 other officers who drove the car, did in fact all commit suicide after driving the car, including the Old Orchard Beach animal control officer/ Wells Code Enforcement Officer Bruce Savoy who murdered his whole family in Wells, Maine, before killing himself.

It was also blamed for the deaths of French Canadian Old Orchard Beach police officers "The Babe" and "Adam" in the late 1970s/early 1980s.

Usually accused of having killed 4 police officers and 11 locals, the numbers change depending on which terror crazed radical is telling the story. In my research into the car's history, I can only confirm the 4 police officer suicides listed above and not the additional ones attributed to it. I can also confirm that The Babe, Adam, and Bruce Savoy, did in fact all drive the car, as I myself had witnessed each of them do so.

Most towns you see the police and rescue working together, arriving together on scene of every 911 call. Not in Old orchard Beach, where you often see the red and blue in fierce competition with each other. Fist fights between police officers and rescue men are common and brutal in Old Orchard Beach.

When you call 911, either the police arrive or the fire department. Not both. Never both. They hate each so much they can barely stand to be in the same town together let alone at the same crime scene together.

You will never see a fire men at a crime scene, nor will you ever see a police officer at a fire.

It was this viscous, often violent feud between the departments that was why when the fire department left my yard with a bomb on October 18, 2006... it never reached the evidence locker of the police department. The fire men reported delivering. The police tossed it because the fireman not only delivered, but they found in the house that had the world's most haunted car sitting in the driveway. The police department hates the haunted car that much. Rumours in the fire department say that it was a police officer who put the bomb in my house, in the room beside the driveway, hoping to destroy the car when it went off. While the house was destroyed and I nearly killed, the car survived the bomb without a scratch.

This car is responsible for the sometimes feud level rift between the police officers of Old Orchard Beach (who hate the car with a paranoid vengeance) and the firemen of Old Orchard Beach (who consider the car to be a legendary iconic landmark of the town.)

While the Old Orchard Beach Police Force lives in mortal terror of the haunted car, the Old Orchard Beach Fire Department on the other hand, idolizes the car as a "good luck charm"

From 1975 to 1983, the car had "special" municipal plates issued to it, and had red strobe lights and a siren installed on it. It was used as a "first responder car" by Old Orchard Beach firemen, who were able to pile 8 large officers into the car, and get them to the scene of the emergency, faster then the fire trucks.

Because the car has what firemen described as "a drug dealer's engine" that could reach speeds in excess of 200 miles per hour, it was often used by the Old Orchard Beach fire department, instead of an ambulance, to transport burn victims to hospitals.

Owner, fireman Kenneth Ricker Allen, was awarded a "town hero" when he drove a 10 year old girl with 3rd degree burns over her entire body, from Old Orchard Beach, Maine, on a high speed, police escorted (state not local police), none-stop drive straight to St Jude's Hospital.

Hundreds of witnesses to the event reported seeing the car with flames coming from the wheels. And indeed, when it returned to Maine after the drive to St Jude's, the tires were burned to the metal, the treads completely gone.

While most people, claim the car is demonic and evil, firemen claim the car was the reason for being able to save more lives then anything else.

They report many instances where they could not fit a fire truck through the roads, and attached a fire hose to the car, then drove it into places the big engines could not fit.

They cite dozens of accounts when burn victims would have died en-rought to the hospital had they gone in an ambulance instead of the car.

Since it's legendary drive to St Jude's Children's Hospital Special Burn Victim's Unit, the car has been regarded by Old Orchard Beach fire men as the good luck charm of the town, and have said if the car was ever removed from the town it would bring down a curse on the town, brought about by the spirits of every one whom had ever died in a fire.

While Old Orchard Beach Police Officers claim the car is demon possessed, Old Orchard Beach Firemen claim the car "flies on the wings of angels, driving at speeds no natural car could reach on it's own, when carrying burn victims on board".

Old Orchard Beach firemen, like most other residents of town, agree a supernatural entity lives in the car, but they call Etiole an arch angel, not a ghost or demon as most locals do.

The Gypsy clan that owned the car in the 1970s was known for their extreme "Evel Knievel" style dare devil attempts. One of the most frightening experiences of my life was to be in the back seat of the car, loaded with fire fighters, as it made a 230 mph run from Portland to Biddeford... via train track... with a freighter bearing down on the back bumper the entire way.

The Old Orchard Beach Police had put up a gate across the tracks, cross wise the gate between the town hall and the Pier on main street. The car went crashing through it like it wasn't there and never slowed down, with blue sparks flying from the wheels, that were now nearly completely devoid of any rubber left at all, it's wheels now riding metal on metal, same as the train.

Yes, my parents are insane - no one in Old Orchard Beach questions that. My dad was driving while my mother and the fire men, were hanging out the windows flipping birdies at the fleet of police cars driving along side.

Such events were frequent and usually included Bud Hurst, Dave Marcott, Bryan Marcott, Ken Blow, Steve Swenson, Tim Swenson, and John Pusliver (Jolly John - hi-ho jolly - yes, often while wearing his banana costume) in addition to the fire men, and was a group that often included police officers Gene Lacroy, Chucky Granger, Bruce Savouy, Adam S., and The Babe.

Ken Blow:
(My dad's first cousin & my next door neighbor at 140 Portland Ave...
yes, thousands of port-a-potties are the view you see from my yard)

Jolly John:

Car stuffing was not unusual with The GoldenEagle and it could, pack more then 20 people in and on it - with some hanging on the outside, standing on the running boards and holding the roof.

Several of the shoot outs between the Atwater and Cyr Gypsy clans took place with the Atwaters packed into this car and shooting at Cyrs and police alike with their double barrel shot guns.

The wildest rides were however, not the ones in this car, but rather it's sister car a green double decker car (2 cars wielded together), with gun men strapped into the roof load of bench seats on the upper car.

Bud Hurst was the first openly gay man to live in Old Orchard Beach - he had a vendetta against police after being stripped naked, tied to the back of a squad car and dragged 14 miles to be hung in Biddeford's Rotary Park flagpole. Yes. Police officers did that to him.

The fire men were packing guns the night of the train ride, shooting as many bullets as birdies at the police.

The 1970s in Old Orchard Beach were wild.

The fire department was infuriated with the police department refused to investigate the stolen car.

When the car was stolen in May 2010, the entire Old Orchard Beach fire department drove the town fire engines up and down Portland Ave, tooting and blaring sirens, in protest of the vandalism of the car they considered "heroic" for the many lives it helped save.

As many as 34 suicides, beheading, and death by lightening strikes are attributed to the car, by some people. Though no direct link to the car in ANY death, murder, or suicide has ever been determined. Lack of proof the car is killing people has never stopped people from accusing the car of killing people.

There have been 4 people killed in the last decade, in Old Orchard Beach, by lightening strikes. In every case locals made the claim that the person in question had "made bad remarks" about the car the day before they died. I can not confirm these rumors.

In 2001 an elderly woman was beheaded in a freak accident, when she drove her car under an 18-wheeler, cutting her car in half top to bottom. Locals claimed that she had a week earlier made an attempt to "exorcise the demon" from my car. I can not confirm that she attempted to exorcise the car, however, I knew this woman personally, attended church with her, she did ride as a passenger in the car, and she did have a habit of pouring oil on every one and every thing claiming she was "casting out devils". Her pastor, Banard Elliot, retaliated at her death, by in July 2001, hiring Morin House Movers to cut my house in two, and move it to Lake Arrowhead. During the 3 year court case that followed, the Maine State Police uncovered the fact that Elliot's church The Arundel Christian Tabernacle was stealing tens of thousands of dollars in social security checks from it's senior membership. The church was shut down in 2004 by the State Police for being a scam operation, and the pastor commit suicide in order to avoid going to prison, resulting in the rumours of him being yet another person "compelled by the car's demon to commit suicide".

People in the area often make the claim that the car is haunted by the ghost of the "Indian Chief" of the Saco River Curse. Again, I can find no evidence to confirm the ghost of "an Indian Chief" is haunting my car. Likewise I think the whole Saco River Curse thing is bogus, but 99% of the people here in the Saco River Estuary refuse to make a move without consulting who drowned when at the York Hill Damn over at RiverWalk over by the Saco Yacht Club. I think they are absolute idiots, because my car has nothing to do with the Saco RiVer Curse and yet the people around here blubber gibbering idiocy about me, my car, and Etiole, every time any one mentions the Saco River Curse. I am so damned fucking sick of the retarded jackasses who can't take their heads out of their paranoid asses long enough to see how stupid they are for believing in all this curse, demon, ghost shit... and the worst part is, the ONLY reason they toss my name into it is because I'm a Gypsy and they believe we Gypsies are some sort of supernatural creatures. They outright say they do not believe me or my family are Human.

(UPDATE: 2019: Because the jackass locals are being stupid asses again, both me and Etiole and most of my Gypsy clan have all had DNA tests done to prove that we are Humans. I'm so tired of this bull shit the uneducated religion crazed racist retards of Maine put us through just because us brown ass Gypsies aren't white enough to be seen as Humans.)

The most persistent rumour locals spread about my car, is the fact that it is "demon possessed". They claim the car is "possessed by an evil suicide demon" which they claim "compels all who touch it to commit suicide". Many residents of Old Orchard Beach have thus dubbed it "The Suicide Car".

We can confirm that at least 34 of the suicides attributed to being caused by the car, were in fact people who at some point did in fact touch the car, though we can not confirm that either the car or a demon "caused" the 34 suicides in question.

Many locals point out that Etiole is covered with scars that look to be self inflicted, which they give as their "proof" that Etiole is what they call a "suicide demon". They claim his uses "black magic" and "voodoo dolls", then cuts himself to cause people to commit suicide in a self inflicted blood ritual. I can confirm Etiole (a very ancient/elderly local hermit who lives in the Ross Forest) has an obsession with suicide and talks about it constantly. I can also confirm he uses "voodoo dolls" and what could be considered "black magic". I can not confirm that he is not human or that he is a demon. Many of the scars on his arms do appear to be self inflicted, but they appear, to me, to be his attempt to remove the tattoos that he says prison guards put on him.

Interestingly our town has an abnormally high rate of suicides, and mass murder suicides in York County (events where a person kills their family before killing themselves) are the highest in the country, with an average of two murder-suicides happening each year.

Old Orchard Beach has the highest rate of police officer suicide in the state of Maine.

There are also more murder-suicides committed by police officers, in York County, then any other region within New England.

The most famous murder-suicide attributed to the haunted car, is The Cascade Murders. (offsite link to news reports)

It is blamed for having a demon that possessed the boy who killed 5 people in the Cascade Murders; According to town manager Jim Thomas and assistant town manager Louise Reed (when they arrived in my yard the day after the murders), a young boy supposedly snuck into my yard the previous day after being dared by his friends to touch the world's most haunted car; the boy promptly went home, took a butcher knife, then waited for his grandmother, parents, siblings, and their dog, to come home and one by one cut the heads off of each member of his family as they returned home that night, then set fire to the house, and told the neighbours a demon had done it.

The Cascade Murders are considered to be one of the most horrific murders in Maine history.

The Old Orchard Beach police officers who answered the call, found it very difficult to keep a straight face and stop laughing, as Jim Thomas and Louis Reed told them how it was the (in their words) "poltergeist" car and not the boy who had killed the Bolduc family.

(Yes, this is the same Bolduc family involved in the 1983 shoot-out known as "The Battle of 4-5-8".)

(And yes, it IS once again, the SAME Bolduc family involved in the August 21, 1991 murder of Tajid and Anastasia, an event that happened in my yard and I was a witness too. Their family has a history of mental illness, extreme violence, and people randomly killing everyone in the room for no reason at all.)

After they got done laughing at the town manager and his assistant, the police officers gave the two town officials hell for calling in a false police report in the middle of a "gravely serious murder investigation".

The police found no evidence that the supposedly haunted car was connected to ANY of the multiple mass murders the Bolduc family committed in the past 3 decades. However, Jim Thomas, in addition to be Old Orchard Beach town manager was also first counselor to Bishop Den Keenings, together they, with second counselor Joel Bailey, incited members of their church (including the Byrant women who'd been thrown from the car 2 decades earlier) into a mob like frenzy, which resulted in them arriving in my yard on May 10, 2015 to tear the car to pieces. Joel Bailey went to prison a few months following this event, for this, his connection to the bomb that blew up my house in 2006, and for hacking Old Orchard Beach town hall bank accounts and stealing $3 million dollars of town tax funds. Joel, one of the more radical fear mongers around rumors of the car's being haunted, claims the car possessed him and made him to the things he did because the car in his words had "a demon living in it."

The haunted car supposedly drives around town on it's own without a driver, terrorizing the locals - according to the dozens of locals who claimed to have seen the car do this. I've yet to find any evidence of this happening.

The car has been struck by lightening twice since I have owned it.

Multiple people report having seen a demon sitting in the back seat;

4 different women have been "thrown" out of the back seat while the haunted car was being driven on the highway

(I witnessed all 4 events)

Local auto mechanic "Mac" of "Mac's Garage" on Saco Ave (old Mac, now retired), examined the haunted car in 1984 after Bishop Bryant's wife Letta, claimed that a demon "tore off" her seat belt, "threw open the door" and "kicked" her out into the road, while she was a passenger carpooling with us to K-Mart in Scarborough.

Mac's findings was that both the seat belt and the door lock were faulty. After several tests he confirmed that at speeds of 45 miles per hour, the door lock would come lose and the door would swing open. He fixed the door lock and there was never again any problems with people "being thrown" out of the haunted car.

In 1980, a group of Traveller Gypsies, illegally squatting on our farm, claimed the haunted car came to life and attacked them by shooting lightening bolts at them. They packed up their tents the same day and fled.

Every few days, for the past 42 years, dead animals are found on or around the car, no matter where it is parked. Once a moose leg was found on the roof, squirrels, rabbits, foxes, and birds are near daily found on it's hood. The vets I took the dead animals to, all said the animals died of electrocution and "appeared to have been hit by lightening".

In 2007 a group of people claiming to be "MUFON Scientists" came asking to do tests on the car. Their machine "went off the charts crazy", which they said meant the car was "giving off alarmingly high charges of radiation, like something you'd expect to see in a nuclear meltdown". These MUFON scientists, concluded that an "amphibious alien" was living in the car and, that the car was soaking up the radiation that the alien was giving off.

The metal body of the car is VERY HOT to the touch, and causes serious burns if you keep your hand on it for more then a few seconds. Multiple people have suffered serious 2nd degree burns, with severe blistering and bleeding, as a result of people daring them to keep their hand on the car for more then 2 minutes.

Watches, calculators, radios, and cameras stop functioning while inside the haunted car.

Batteries (AA, D volt, etc) left inside the haunted car, explode after about 15 minutes of contact with the car.

If someone sits in the haunted car for several hours, then gets out of the car and holds a battery in their hand, the ends of the battery start foaming and leaking acid.

Putting on a watch after getting out of the haunted car, results in the watch face cracking and leaking black goo.

Thousands of tourists have tried photographing the haunted car, only to have the film in their cameras melt into gooey blobs, leaving their cameras destroyed.

Hundreds of photos have been successfully developed, but ALL are either heavily blurred, and/or are spattered with thousands of glowing "fairy orbs". Of more then 50,000 photos taken of the car, since 1964, only TWO (2) are clear. One of those 2 is seen above.

On July 26 of every year, tourists from Quebec make a pilgrimage to come touch the haunted car, claiming it heals all illnesses of any one who touches it on that day. More then 30,000 people have touched the world's most haunted car hoping to "be healed", resulting in the paint on the fenders being worn down to the bare metal now. Thousands of people (including cancer patients) claim to have been "miraculously healed" after touching the car.

As these people were all strangers, trespassing illegally on my land and touching my car without my permission, I can not confirm that any of them where who they claimed to be, had the illnesses they said they had, or if they were or were not cured by the haunted car after touching it on July 26.

In 1980 or town crossed 1,000 residents and was now seeing 2,000 to 3,000 summer torists each year.

Then Stephen King arrived. Fascinated by the local rumors about my car, he wrote a book and a movie, both called "Christine".

From 1983 to 2010, this car was responsible for the extreme high rate of tourists coming to Old Orchard Beach each summer, with as many as 2 million tourists coming to our town each summer, just to see the car.

Stephen King returned a decade later to based a second movie off my family, this one filmed in my yard with the haunted car on the set: The Thinner.

Thanks to Stephen King, by 2007 our town had 12,000 residents and 2 million summer tourists.

The car was stolen May 2010.

Due to the extreme, irrational hatred local residents have for the car, it was put in storage in a different town. A town which in 2010 had 5,000 residents and was not a tourists spot, but today in 2017 now has 20,000 residents and gets the 2 million summer tourists Old Orchard Beach used to get.

Where the car goes, the tourists follow.

The tourists of Old Orchard Beach came for the car, and without it, the only tourists who come here now, are the ones who come for the beach... a frigid, ice water, beach with 50F heat waves in summer. People who want a beach, go to Florida, not Maine. Without the haunted car, this town has nothing of interest to keep the tourists coming back year after year any more.

With the car no longer in Old Orchard Beach, Stephen King fans find little reason to vacation here in our town anymore. From 2010 to 2016, Old Orchard Beach has struggled to get 10,000 summer tourists. Gone are the days of 2million tourists each summer.

In 2012, two years after the car was removed from Old Orchard Beach, 9,000 residents packed up and left, bringing our town down to only 3,000 year round residents... and those numbers drop every month.

It is estimated that if the resident numbers continue dropping at the rate they are now, the town will be back to 700 year round residents by 2022 and be struggling to bring in 1,000 summer tourists, making our town officially the ghost town it is fast becoming.

There are several dozen residents of Old Orchard Beach, constantly coming to my yard, begging me to bring the car back to Old Orchard Beach to "remove the curse" that has been placed on our town by it's removal.

The car will not return to Old Orchard beach until resident can guarantee, no member of Jim Thomas' Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints is working at the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, AND the Cyr Clan with their army of 4-door white trucks, is going to stop harassing me.

And after crippling me, murdering my son, cutting my car in half, driving a backhoe over my house, hanging me headless pets from rope nooses in my trees, filling my motorhome with feces and cutting my cats heads off... if Etiole wants to put a curse on this town, he can have them and may they all have the events they did to me happen straight back at them, happening to them, their cars, their homes, their pets, their children and their families.

If you ever did or said ANYTHING to harm my family, Etiole IS coming for you and he WILL see to it that what happened to us happens to you SEVEN TIMES WORSE..

Note that the car was never actually "on public display", and EVERY case of someone (tourists, MUFON, vandals, etc) coming to my yard to touch my car... they were ALL trespassers here without my authorization or permission, and had to go past 144 "Keep Out" and "No Trespassing" signs before reaching my car, which I had deliberately parked in the woods, 200 feet off the road, behind rose bushes, so that it could not be seen from the road, in my desperate attempt to hide it from the onslaught of trespassers, most of them being Stephen King's piss pants crazed screaming fan-girls.

In their crazed attempts to get to the car, these tens of thousands of trespassers, destroyed my vegetable crops, decimated my rose gardens, damaged my barns and sheds, and inexplicably, made a habit of stealing "soverniurs" from my yard (including to having stolen more then 200 pink plastic flamingos, dozens of garden gnomes, hundreds of plants which they dug up with the shovels they brought with them, and hundreds of bird feeders... all taken by thieving trespassers who claimed it was their "right" to do so, by virtue of them being Stephen King fans and my yard being the Gypsy farm that The Thinner was filmed on.

It is frustrating and annoying the complete and total lack of moral decency, and outright disrespect, and constant invasion of my privacy, I am subjected to at the hands of Stephen King's psychotically arrogant, self rightious screaming fan girls.

Since it's removal from our town in 2010, Old Orchard Beach struggles to reach 10,000 tourists each year.

Also in 2010 the population of our town went from 12,000 year round residents to 3,000, with more then half of the businesses in town shutting down that same year, due to "lack of tourist income".

Old Orchard Beach firemen point out that the town of Old Orchard Beach is being punished by "spirits of victims who died in house fires" for the deplorable way they treated the car and the people who owned it.

According the the fire fighters of Old Orchard Beach, the town will continue to lose residents and continue to see a steady decrease in both tourists and tourist income, until the car is returned to Old Orchard Beach where it belongs.

They cite that the town's last 7 years of "bad luck" was caused by the mob-like attack on the car in May of 2010, and that until the car is restored back into running order and once again driving on the streets of Old Orchard Beach, there is no hope of the town seeing either it's residents, it's tourists, or it's tourist income return.

Firemen of Old Orchard Beach predict that if the car is not returned to Old Orchard Beach soon, Old Orchard will become a ghost town, once again reverting back to the 700 residents it had when the town bought the car in 1964.

On May 10, 2010, shortly after a local teenager murdered 5 members of his family, hours after touching the haunted car on a dare; members of the Saco ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, gathered together and used 2 trucks to tear the car in half, by tying each bumper to a truck, then driving both directions. The car was torn into nearly a dozen pieces, and then sold to various locations all over the state. Within 5 day we tracked down all pieces of it, and have put it's remains in storage to prevent farther damage by vandals.

Mechanics who examined the car in 2010 after the vandalism, said it will cost at minimum $57,000 to get the car running again, and could cost in excess of $500,000 to restore, due to the fact the car is so rare (fewer then 300 are know to still exist) and most of the parts will have to be hand built, rather then bought, requiring the services of someone who can cast custom car parts.

Old Orchard Beach fire men point out that the town's sudden lose of both tourists and residents coincides with the town's attack on the car, and that the town is "being punished by the archangel who lives in the car" for their having destroyed the car.

Interestingly, the tiny town the car was transported to on May 15, 2010, has seen a sudden booming surge of residents, tourists, and income, growing in the past 7 years from a tiny town of 5,000 to a booming city of 25,000. Formerly the town with the 2nd lowest taxes in the state (in 2010) it now is on the top 10 highest taxes in New England (in 2017).

The firemen who know where the car is currently located, have pointed to this super fast boost in residents, tourists, and income, in a town formerly unheard of to those outside of Maine, claiming that this is "proof" the car was in fact a good luck charm and not demon possessed.

Interestingly... this town turned city, like Old Orchard Beach, has suddenly seen a surge in police officer suicides and cops on killing sprees.

Strangely, since it's train track run in the 1970s, it now stalls on EVERY train track. Always requires being pushed off the tracks and being pushed for several feet while attempting to restart, before it will start again, once crossing a train track.

The car has been driven off the Old Orchard Beach Pier multiple times, taking a nose drive into the Atlantic Ocean. Each time with the driver, struggling desperately to gain control of the car, unable to stop it or steer it. I was a passenger in it during two of these events. In both instances the doors and window locked on their own and no one inside was able to get them open. The car eventually drifted back to land with the tide, at which point we were able to escape it. It has done this to every person who has ever driven it.

Requires 3 to 4 people to open the hood (described as prying open the jaws of a clam); once open, requires being braced with boards, to prevent the monster sized, 200 pound, 10 foot long hood, from slamming down. Had broken the hands and fingers of multiple mechanics, and knocked out many people.

People are scared to open the massive trunk (which can fit 4 adults comfortably inside), as attempts to put things in the trunk, results in the trunk slamming down, forcing them inside and locking them in.

What is known as "The 7 Year Curse" is connected to the haunted car, with Old Orchard Beach locals, claiming that the car waits 7 years before killing a person, spending 7 years terrorizing that person first.

In each case of violence committed against every family who has ever owned the car, the vandals/attackers/harassers have always died exactly 7 years from the date of the vandalism

When the car was vandalized in 2010 by Old Orchard Beach town council men, the town started a rumor that in 2017, the town councilmen involved in the vandalism would die in 2017.

For some unknown reason the trunk is full of antique chain saws, and harpoons. They were in the car when I bought it. I've taken them out dozens of times. They always end up back inside, with every one claiming they didn't do it. In 1996 I took the chain saws to the city dump. When the car was cut up May 10, 2010, and returned home May 15, 2010, I opened the trunk to find the chain saws and harpoon in there. I can not explain how they got back in the trunk.

From May 10, 2010 to May 15, 2010 Freeport, Maine was in full black out. The black out starting seconds after the car was placed on a car crusher at the auto graveyard the thieves had sold it too. On May 15, the junkyard owner used a forklift to remove the car from the car crusher. The power returned to the town seconds after the car was placed back on the ground. The owner of the junkyard say "it was the scariest thing I ever experienced; it was like the car was possessed and threatening our town if I tried to hurt it".

Said to be the most famous of all haunted cars in the world, it was the car that inspired Stephen King's books and movies: Christine, Trucks, Maximum Overdrive, and Buick 8

From 1983 to 2010 I was letting a local homeless hermit sleep in the car at night. He appears to be a Jewish Holocaust survivor who suffered severe radiation burns, his body "bleached" a glossy, hairless, mottled greyish-blueish-white. He claims to be a Grigori arch-angel named Ertael. The French Canadians call him "Etiole" meaning "man who fell from the stars" and claim he is an alien. It is he whom locals claim is "the demon" who lives in the car, and he whom MUFON called "an amphibious alien". His body is covered with horrific scars from prolonged torture, and also tattoos that look like Hebrew words, which he claims are spells that bind him to earth. He has two horrifying scars running down his back, that he claims are a result of having his wings ripped off by "other arch angels". His sanity is in question. Who and what he is is debated by every one who has ever encountered him.

Unfortunately is claim to be an archangel, is what causes a lot of the wild rumors about him.

UPdate: 2019 - Due to the increased hysteria od retarded religion crazed locals, both myself and Etiole have had DNA testing done, and both of us can prove we are Humans..

The Dazzling Razzberry

(1992 Volvo 240 GL; aka The Autism Awareness Car; has 2.5 million marbles glued to it)

A seized drug car, used in a shoot out.Originally belonged to the "Boston Irish Mafia"is rumored to have been used for transporting dead bodies in it's over sized trunk. Was originally "Cadillac Triple Black" with black interior, and black tinted windows. Started out in life as a top of the line luxury car for a wealthy drug dealer. Had bullet holes in the windshield and fenders when I got it. Was given to me as a Christmas Present from my boyfriend December 2006, who knew I collected haunted items. He paid $600 for it, from the previous owner, who had bought it from a police drug car auction; they sold it so cheap because they "just wanted to be rid of the cursed thing" due to "unexplained occurrences" that plagued their family from the day they took it home.

Since I have had it, this car has displayed many "unexplained" mechanical issues that have baffled auto mechanics all over the state. I have difficulty finding mechanics who will work on it a second time, due to it's constantly "attacking" them via parts suddenly flying off the car as if being hurtled at them.

The car breaks down and "stubbornly refuses to be moved" 2 or 3 times a month, yet mechanics can find nothing wrong with it and it "miraculously" starts and runs again without any known reason for it stopping.

Logic says that their is something wrong with the wiring.

Hysterica of the locals who refuse to pull their heads out of their asses says that it is haunted.

I am its 3rd owner.

No Hurry

(former Monster Energy Drink sponsor vehicle and pace car for Alan Berry's race team)

The newest addition to my collection. Bought February 21, 2012.

(1975 Dodge Sportsman 22' Class C OoaK Custom Ordered Motorhome)

The mirrors inside her, are rumored to contain "captured" or "trapped" spirits.

Since I have had her, we've caught on camera, multiple "black creatures" peering out of the mirrors, "orbs of light" coming out of the mirrors, , and "mysterious knocking sounds" from inside the mirrors.

Of my 4 "haunted" cars, she is the only one I can confirm has "unexplained happenings".

Psychics are "drawn" to her.

In the 3 years I've had her, dozens of psychics have come to my yard requesting to "read the camper" claiming they "felt drawn by it's spirit" to do so.

In 2015 four different psychics entered the door, walked to the mirror, then suddenly run screaming from the motorhome, each time claiming they felt "spiritually attacked by a murder victim". One psychic showed up in my yard, asking to see the inside, but was unable to enter, saying that "a murder happened here, she won't let me inside".

Little is know of her history prior to her being owned by the race car driver. He only knew that she had come from Alaska, and had been used as "a hermit's house" for nearly 20 years. He bought her at auction after the original owner who built her, died. I am her 3rd owner.

The MudBug

UPDATE: September 19, 2021... there was a mega huge attack on my farm, most details are withheld from the public, a large portion of the attack was aimed at The MudBug, with this being the first time it became the center focus of the attacks... however, this was an attack on par with August 8, 2013, November 14, 2013, April 10, 2015, and May 15, 2015, in that it included substantial damages to my yard and my family -including there has been YET ANOTHER MURDER of a family member, name with held from the public - the FBI has asked us not to say WHO was murdered or how they were murdered and simple to live letting the public think they are still alive to draw out the murderer... in addition to the murder, more then three million in damages were done to the farm, including all my 25 foot tall cedar trees across the front of my land were cut down, 5 dump truck loads of garbage in black trash bags were dumped on my land, 17 old growth pine trees over 500 years old were cut down, and a ROAD was cut up my yard between my pink motorhome and my brook.

UPDATE: September 19, 2021... there was a mega huge attack on my farm, most details are withheld from the public, a large portion of the attack was aimed at The MudBug, with this being the first time it became the center focus of the attacks... however, this was an attack on par with August 8, 2013, November 14, 2013, April 10, 2015, and May 15, 2015, in that it included substantial damages to my yard and my family -including there has been YET ANOTHER MURDER of a family member, name with held from the public - the FBI has asked us not to say WHO was murdered or how they were murdered and simple to live letting the public think they are still alive to draw out the murderer... in addition to the murder, more then three million in damages were done to the farm, including all my 25 foot tall cedar trees across the front of my land were cut down, 5 dump truck loads of garbage in black trash bags were dumped on my land, 17 old growth pine trees over 500 years old were cut down, and a ROAD was cut up my yard between my pink motorhome and my brook.

1971 MTD MudBug Motor Trike Pre-production ProtoType - only 3 were built; one of the rarest motorcycles on the planet

Originally belonged to Helen Ricker Allen. The first haunted car in my collection, I inherited it from my grandmother, after her death in 1980.

Only 3 proto-types were made: one orange, one blue, and one red. This is the orange one.

In 1973, the MTD MudBug was mass produced in 2 colours: orange or lime green. However the version that went into production looked dramatically different from the 3 proto types. The proto-types are taller and wider and were made for adults, whereas the model that went into mass production was "low riding" had longer bars to the front wheel, a lower rise to the back of the seat, had much narrower back tires, and was sized for teens, and thus not suitable for use by adults.

It could reach up to 75 miles per hour, and was designed for use in circuses.... made for use in stunt tricks of driving on vertical walls. I have tested this feature and, yes, if you get going fast enough, have a ramp to get you up on the wall, you CAN in fact drive this around a circular wall, clinging vertically to the wall, like a spider. You do have to be going really fast before you go up the ramp in order for this to work however, and note that this trick is very dangerous, I did get hurt several times attempting it, as the result of driving too slow once you go vertical, is falling to the ground with the trike landing on top of you. And it weighs around 300 pounds, so, it's quite a heavy beast to come crashing down on you.

We are what is known as "Carnival Gypsies". In the 1980s I was both a side show clown and a motor-trike stunt driver; this was the motor trike I used. I am trained in stunt driving motor trikes; I do not recommend you attempt to use a motor trike of any type, the way we used this one, unless you are trained by professional stunt drivers to do so and have the necessary emergency equipment on hand while doing so. The type of vertical on the wall stunt driving I used this for in the 1980s is EXTREMELY DANGEROUS.

The front wheel is removable and can be replaced with a giant ski foot (looks similar to a huge metal snowboard with a curly front toe). While it glides easily across light snow, it's heavy weight makes it too heavy to stay on top of snow more then 3 inches deep, and as we get 2 to 3 feet per storm, often getting up to 21 feet of snow per winter, it makes the MudBug un-usable during most months from October to May while the snow is on the ground.

Originally advertised as being able to "ice skate" on frozen lakes, I have never tried this due to it's heavy weight, and dangerous risk of breaking through the ice.

It came with optional headlight and brakes to make it "street legal" though these were never installed.

I still have it's snow ski, headlight, and brake pads, all still not installed on it.

Other then having changed it's spark plugs, oil filters, belts, and chains, it remains in it's original state.

And yes, I still drive it, though, not in Old Orchard Beach any more, due to the frequent vandalism of ALL of my cars by superstitious locals, and the fact that, this one being so rare, there is no way to buy parts for it should vandals damage it as well, and the fact that this was my grammy Helen's most favourite possession, her pride and joy. Due to the extreme violence of locals towards ALL of my vehicles, I've developed a massively paranoid obsession with protecting this one from being vandalized, thus why it is no longer on public display and it's location a secret.

My grandmother won it in a contest, that had asked people willing to sign up for a test program to test out the proto-type on beaches. Her living on the beach at Old orchard Beach was what determined her as being awarded testing out one of these very rare trikes.

In theory it was supposed to be able to drive easily over sand and "float" over the top of ocean waves. While it does glide easily over beach sand, it sinks like a rock when you take it out into the water. This information, was the reason the actual mass produced trike of 1973, was much smaller and much lighter weight then this original bigger, heavier, jumbo-sized 1971 proto-type was.

During the first month of testing, the engine died. The company (MTD) mailed a replacement engine out.

This trike, is responsible for creating most of the "bike trails" that are found throughout the Reclaim Blueberry Plains on the Ross Road in the Ross Forest. Many of the bike trails through the plains, were created by the MTD company, for use in their testing of not only the MudBug, but also various tractors, mowers, and farm vehicles.

While the MudBug was hyped up with huge advertising campaigns throughout 1971 to 1973, sales of the actual production version were dismal, and the production ceased after just 6 months, with fewer then 1,000 of the mass market version ever being built, many of them, never being sold to the public.

The MTD MudBug remains one of the rarest motor trikes ever built, and is considered by most historians to be the first "ATV" made, with ATVs of the later 1970s, being based off the design of this early "ATV".

Originally on public display for the tourists and nearly as popular a tourist attraction as The Goldeneagle (The World's Most Haunted Car), my 1971 MTD MudBug proto-type removed from public access, same time as the GoldenEagle to prevent it's being harmed.

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Is it true you put curses on people?

*sigh*

I am so sick of dealing with braindead, mindless retards.

You fucking stupid, retarded, braindead, mindless jackasses want a Gypsy curse?

I'll give you a fucking Gypsy curse:

As for the fucktards who think they can make a mockery of my son's death: may your own child die in a manner just as horrible or worse than the manner with which my child died.

May all evil you have done or said to or about me and my family come back upon you 7 times 7. On you and your children and their children, for seven generations.

All ill will you send to me I mirror back upon you.

All mockery you have done of my family's murder, I send back to your family, that your children may suffer a greater thing then mine have suffered, to punish you for mocking my pain.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the destruction of my farm, and the illegal selling of half of my land to Colliard, you shall lose your land.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my becoming crippled, you shall lose your health.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my being homeless since 2006 - YES, I AM still homeless in 2023, you shall become homeless.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the backhoe driving over my house, you shall lose your house.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my car being cut in half, you shall lose your car.

If you have any information about any of these events, and you DID NOT call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 because you felt the need to cover up for some one, my you and them BOTH have ALL these things happen to you.

May The Grigori Watcher ArchAngel swiftly carry out your punishment upon you, your friends, your family, and all your accomplices who dare get near you.

May the Lady of Iniquity reap her vendange upon you and your family, as punishment for the evils you have wrought.

I call upon the Angels of Enoch to do unto you EVERYTHING you have done unto me.

If three or more people read these words, they shall come to pass. No evil which you have done, no matter how slight, shall go unpunished. From this day forth you are cursed.

So let it be written, so let it be done.

Is that a big enough curse for you?

There you go, a Gypsy curse, have fun!

I am so damned sick of the jackass shit we Gypsies have to put up with from white trash crap like you!

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the destruction of my farm, and the illegal selling of half of my land to Colliard, you shall lose your land.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my being homeless since 2006 - YES, I AM still homeless in 2023, you shall become homeless.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the backhoe driving over my house, you shall lose your house.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my car being cut in half, you shall lose your car.

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If you ever made fun of or had any part in my becoming crippled, you shall lose your health.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death.

Evil men go out of their way to try to drive a person to suicide.

Are you an evil man?

Are you sure you're not?

How many people have YOUR hate filled words killed?

Next time you go to do a mean thing to a fellow human, stop and really think about the consequences of your actions.

Did you ever notice how every one has a story to tell about me, yet not one of them ever speaks the truth?

What lies has YOUR gossiping tongue spread about me?

Did you know...

October 16, 2006, bomb blew up my house because of YOUR lies.

August 8, 2013, the house which replaced the one the bomb blew up, was driven over by a backhoe.

November 14, 2013, my 8 month old infant son was murdered because of your lies.

November 14, 2013, I was beaten up, paralized for 5 months, spent 18 weeks relearning to walk, I'm now crippled for the rest of my life, because of YOUR lies.

Are you proud of what you have done?

Enjoy your eternity in Hell. You earned it. You've certainly worked hard for it.

~EelKat

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If you ever made fun of or had any part in the destruction of my farm, and the illegal selling of half of my land to Colliard, you shall lose your land.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my being homeless since 2006 - YES, I AM still homeless in 2023, you shall become homeless.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the backhoe driving over my house, you shall lose your house.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my car being cut in half, you shall lose your car.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my becoming crippled, you shall lose your health.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death.

Evil men go out of their way to try to drive a person to suicide.

Are you an evil man?

Are you sure you're not?

How many people have YOUR hate filled words killed?

Next time you go to do a mean thing to a fellow human, stop and really think about the consequences of your actions.

Did you ever notice how every one has a story to tell about me, yet not one of them ever speaks the truth?

What lies has YOUR gossiping tongue spread about me?

Did you know...

October 16, 2006, bomb blew up my house because of YOUR lies.

August 8, 2013, the house which replaced the one the bomb blew up, was driven over by a backhoe.

November 14, 2013, my 8 month old infant son was murdered because of your lies.

November 14, 2013, I was beaten up, paralized for 5 months, spent 18 weeks relearning to walk, I'm now crippled for the rest of my life, because of YOUR lies.

Are you proud of what you have done?

Enjoy your eternity in Hell. You earned it. You've certainly worked hard for it.

~EelKat

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NEVER FORGET!

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the destruction of my farm, and the illegal selling of half of my land to Colliard, you shall lose your land.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my being homeless since 2006 - YES, I AM still homeless in 2023, you shall become homeless.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the backhoe driving over my house, you shall lose your house.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my car being cut in half, you shall lose your car.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my becoming crippled, you shall lose your health.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death.

Evil men go out of their way to try to drive a person to suicide.

Are you an evil man?

Are you sure you're not?

How many people have YOUR hate filled words killed?

Next time you go to do a mean thing to a fellow human, stop and really think about the consequences of your actions.

Did you ever notice how every one has a story to tell about me, yet not one of them ever speaks the truth?

What lies has YOUR gossiping tongue spread about me?

Did you know...

October 16, 2006, bomb blew up my house because of YOUR lies.

August 8, 2013, the house which replaced the one the bomb blew up, was driven over by a backhoe.

November 14, 2013, my 8 month old infant son was murdered because of your lies.

November 14, 2013, I was beaten up, paralized for 5 months, spent 18 weeks relearning to walk, I'm now crippled for the rest of my life, because of YOUR lies.

Are you proud of what you have done?

Enjoy your eternity in Hell. You earned it. You've certainly worked hard for it.

~EelKat

If you have any information about any of these events, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

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TRIGGERED! Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach

NEVER FORGET!

By EelKat Wendy C Allen

Author of Cozy & Gothic Fantasy, Sweet/Fluffy M/M Furry Romance, Cosmic Horror, Space Opera, & Literary SoL genres. I write Elves, Fae, Unicorns, & Demons.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the destruction of my farm, and the illegal selling of half of my land to Colliard, you shall lose your land.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my being homeless since 2006 - YES, I AM still homeless in 2023, you shall become homeless.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the backhoe driving over my house, you shall lose your house.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my car being cut in half, you shall lose your car.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in my becoming crippled, you shall lose your health.

If you ever made fun of or had any part in the murder of my son, your child shall die an equally horrible death.

Evil men go out of their way to try to drive a person to suicide.

Are you an evil man?

Are you sure you're not?

How many people have YOUR hate filled words killed?

Next time you go to do a mean thing to a fellow human, stop and really think about the consequences of your actions.

Did you ever notice how every one has a story to tell about me, yet not one of them ever speaks the truth?

What lies has YOUR gossiping tongue spread about me?

Did you know...

October 16, 2006, bomb blew up my house because of YOUR lies.

August 8, 2013, the house which replaced the one the bomb blew up, was driven over by a backhoe.

November 14, 2013, my 8 month old infant son was murdered because of your lies.

November 14, 2013, I was beaten up, paralized for 5 months, spent 18 weeks relearning to walk, I'm now crippled for the rest of my life, because of YOUR lies.

Are you proud of what you have done?

Enjoy your eternity in Hell. You earned it. You've certainly worked hard for it.

~EelKat

If you have any information about any of these events, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

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Why is your car called The Goldeneagle?

Is The GoldenEagle haunted?

Why do people say your car is haunted?

>>>Is your car demon possessed?>>>Does an evil spirit live in your car?>>>What is the cryptid creature everyone says they see in your car at night?

>>>Who is Etiole?

>>>I keep getting emails from you about Etiole. Why are you emailing me?

>>>Have you seen the videos flooding YouTube, about you, your goldeneagle, and Etiole? Did you make those or are they deep fakes? What's up with that?

>>>Is it true you put curses on people?

>>>Do you know Stephen King?

Remember, these people are Abusers and YOU are HELPING THEM!

Update: July 6, 2023

All 4 of my supposedly "haunted" cars:

The GoldenEagle (aka Christine) aka The World's Most Haunted Car

Ken Blow:(My dad's first cousin & my next door neighbor at 140 Portland Ave... yes, thousands of port-a-potties are the view you see from my yard)

Jolly John:

The Dazzling Razzberry

No Hurry

The MudBug

Is it true you put curses on people?

>>>Is your car demon possessed?

>>>Does an evil spirit live in your car?

>>>What is the cryptid creature everyone says they see in your car at night?

The GoldenEagle
(aka Christine)
aka
The World's Most Haunted Car

Ken Blow:
(My dad's first cousin & my next door neighbor at 140 Portland Ave...
yes, thousands of port-a-potties are the view you see from my yard)