Do you have information about my son's murder and need the FBI contact information: 

If you have any information about my son’s murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

If anyone contacts you saying 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, is for sale, know that they are lying to you... it is my land, and it has been in my family since 1531... and the ONLY person whom has EVER gone around saying it is for sale, is a woman who the FBI believes to be the same woman who murdered my son.

My son is buried here, and the FBI believes she is trying to buy my land in order to destroy his grave and destroy evidence of his murder.

Since my son's murder November 14, 2013, every year dozens of real estate agent show up all with a story of a female developer who is offering them MILLIONS of dollars for my lot of land that is only 1/4 of an acre and is not big enough to develop.

When shown police sketches of my son's murderer, the real estate agents say "Yes, that's the woman who hired me to buy 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine", but then the woman disappears and the real estate agents never hear from her again... all contact information she gave them turns out to be fake.

The woman who murdered my son, is DESPERATELY trying to buy 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine... this is the woman to watch out for... and this is what she did:

Looking to find out more about my son's murder, that information is on these pages:

• How did the FBI get involved?

• Never Forget my son was murdered

• Do you know who this woman is? And no 146 Portland Ave is not for sale.

• Thoughts on Reborn Therapy Dolls After My Son's Murder

And if you're one of those lunatic jackass bullshitting alien abduction UFO freaks, looking for haunted cars, Stephen King, cryptids, or EBEs, first off, you can go fuck yourselves. I am so damned sick of you conspiracy brained motherfuckers harassing my family and turning my son's murder case into a circus of you psycho deranged bullshit. Here's some pages for you:

• Debunking The World's Most Haunted Car aka "The Goldeneagle" aka "The Real Christine" 

• "Etiole" and My Thoughts on UFOs and Aliens.

• The Rapture is Coming...

Acknowledge the Importance of Remembering the Murdered Baby: A Call to End Hate Crimes and Harassment in Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford

In the picturesque towns of Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford, Maine, a community grapples with a decade-long nightmare of hate crimes and harassment directed towards a Gypsy family and a mother with Autism. This shocking saga revolves around the tragic murder of 8-month-old Xavier Octavian Allen-Wildes, an event that occurred on November 14, 2013, at the BugLight Lighthouse Studio Parking Lot of Southern Maine Community College in South Portland.

The grief-stricken family, devout members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (LDS), has endured not only the unsolved murder of their infant but also relentless bullying, victim-shaming, and harassment from their own community. The perpetrators, believed to be connected to the murderer, have unleashed a campaign of terror so extreme that it has left the family in perpetual fear, unable even to hold memorial services for their beloved child.

This heartbreaking tale unfolds against the backdrop of Old Orchard Beach, a town tainted by the shadows of relentless torment. Xavier's mother, who was born legally blind and copes with Autism, faced unimaginable brutality on that fateful day, enduring a golf club attack that killed her child, broke her spine, hips, knees, and severed her spinal cord. The scars from that incident run deep, both physically and emotionally.

The family's attempt to memorialize Xavier has been met with unthinkable cruelty. Vandals have targeted the infant's grave, forcing the family to relocate it multiple times under the protection of police and FBI orders. The malicious intent behind these attacks is underscored by the FBI's belief that the vandals are attempting to locate and steal Xavier's shattered skull—a key piece of evidence in the murder case.

The family's distress is compounded by the fact that the harassment seems to be orchestrated by a wealthy and influential individual, possibly connected to the real estate sector. The motivation behind these attacks remains elusive, but the scale of the vandalism suggests a concerted effort to erase Xavier's existence and undermine the family's pursuit of justice.

In the face of this unimaginable adversity, the family's faith stands strong. Devotees of the LDS faith for five generations, they draw strength from their religious convictions, with Samuel the Lamanite's story resonating deeply as they face the modern-day equivalent of religious persecution.

The most disturbing aspect of this tragedy is the lack of community support. Rather than rallying behind the grieving family, elements within the community actively engage in harassment and victim-shaming. Shockingly, five local churches have become hotbeds of hatred, with radical preachers inciting mobs to engage in acts of vandalism and violence.

The family's struggle is emblematic of the broader issue of hate crimes, intolerance, and bullying. It is a call to action for communities to stand against such atrocities, to say no to victim-shaming, and to recognize the importance of embracing diversity rather than using religion as a weapon of discrimination.

As we approach the 10th anniversary of Xavier's murder, it is imperative that we acknowledge the importance of remembering this innocent life. Let us come together as a community in Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford to denounce hate crimes, support victims of harassment, and demand justice for Xavier Octavian Allen-Wildes.

This story is not just about a family's tragedy; it is a stark reminder that no one should endure such horrors. It is a call for unity, compassion, and a collective effort to end the cycle of violence that has plagued this community for far too long. Together, we can make Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford safe, inclusive, and free from the shadows of hate. It's time to say no to harassment, no to hate crimes, and yes to a community that stands together in the face of adversity.

If you have any information, about the group of 70+ people who ganged up on me and murdered my infant son,

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

November 14, 2013 10PM @ Southern Maine Community College Art Studio Bug-Light Parking Lot: 3 strangers armed with golf clubs, attacked me from behind while I was loading bags into the backseat of my car. They were a blond woman 60s-ish whom the others called "Claire", a natural red-haired woman also 60sish who called herself "Kendra", and a bald man, football player-body-type-build in his 30sish. I was 8 months pregnant. They murdered my baby, ruptured 3 discs in my spine, shattered 3 vertebra, broke my pelvis, hips, and knees. I was paralyzed for 5 months and was 18 months relearning to walk. The nerve damage has left me with limited use of my hands, legs, bladder, and intestines.

April 10, 2015 1PM at 146 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach Maine a gang of estimated 74 people, some of them wearing ku klux klan robes, invaded my farm, used a Blow Brothers sewage truck to pump 500+gallons of sewage into my motorhome flooding it to over the kitchen counters deep, ripped out all the cabinets and built in furniture, while 14 men armed with guns, held my family down on the ice and snow, with guns to our heads, and used cinder block bricks and a metal pole with metal wire loops to beat and behead 10 of my 12 foster children (the youngest age 4, the oldest age 16). May 15, 2015 they returned and nailed their heads to my front door. The 3 people of the November 14, 2013 attack were among the group.

September 12, 2015, 9AM a dozen+ of these same people arrived again in my driveway at 146, this time chanting: "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach. Kill of be killed. Remember Saco Shaw's, Transgender Murder Store, kill the transvestites before they kill us all", one white haired man in a dark green pick up truck was leading the herd, while waving a rifle over his head and shooting at me and my pink motorhome, he shot several holes through my neighbour's shed. The crowd was accusing me of being a male-to-female "transgender terrorist" (the thought I was Muslim because I wear Catholic veiling).

June 26, 2016, the same 2 women of the first 2 attacks, arrived at my Scarborough WalMart workplace, and in a near repeat of the first attack, again while I was leaned over the back seat of my car putting bags in, this time they attacked with a chopping cart, re-injuring my spine, hip, and pelvis that was not yet fully healed from the first attack. The blond "Claire" woman was screaming "That's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband!" while the redhead screamed "I'm Kendra Silvermander it's my turn the shine!" They sped away in a early2000s-vintage gold Volvo SUV station wagon. This attack left me permanently crippled, and bedridden from 2016 until May 2022.

I do not know who these people are. I never saw them before these attacks, and I've not seen them outside of these attacks. The Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police and the FBI are seeking information leading to their identity and arrest.

There are more details, on the other sign, on the other window, on the other side of the car.

NEVER FORGET:

On Christmas Day December 2023, my son would have celebrated his 10th birthday... but...

...On November 14, 2013, my unborn son was murdered by CHRISTIANS who mistook me, a straight 8 month pregnant woman, for a gay man, and attacked me with golf clubs, in The SMCC parking lot at 10PM while I was putting bags in my car.

And THAT is WHY I painted this car... so you would come closer, to see the art, and read about my son's murder, so that you can spread awareness, and prevent what happened to me, from happening to anyone else.

Your hatred defines you, and you are NOT a Christian and are NOT doing Jesus' work if you are actively trying to hurt people.

Is MURDERING PEOPLE REALLY what your God teaches?

I am not only a Christian; I am an ordained minister, and a devote practitioner of Folk Catholicism. Because JESUS TAUGHT all women to cover their heads, I wear a veil, exactly as the Catholic Church teaches us to do. I was wearing a veil the day my son was murdered, the day I was crippled. The attackers, while beating me with a golf club, not only falsely accused me of being a gay man, but they also accused me of being what they termed "a Muslim terrorist", because I wear a veil. These so called Christians knew so little about what their Jesus taught, that they didn't know Jesus commanded woman to wear veils.

I am crippled for the rest of my life, and my son is DEAD, because HATERS were "doing Jesus' work" and getting rid of what they THOUGHT was a gay man in a dress.

Ask yourself this: is murdering people REALLY what Jesus would do? Is hating LGBTQAI+ people REALLY what Jesus would do?

I don't think so. Jesus taught to love EVERYONE. And if YOU hate the LGBTQAI+ community, then you have no clue what it means to be Christian and are giving Christians a bad name. And you ought to be ashamed of yourself.

There are more details on the other sign, on the other side of the car... read it too... because there was more then one attack, the group was more then 70 people, and the FBI is looking for this group of 70+ murderers who murdered my son.

If you have any information about the group of 70+ people who ganged up on me and murdered my infant son,

please call FBI Portland Office

@ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

More Info @ eelkat.com

Updated to add (answering FaceBook question):

Uhm. Nope. No clue what you are talking about.

I'm sorry, but have you ever even met me face to face? Have you ever even SEEN how I dress?

ALL of my cloths are made out of silk. REAL silk. One yard of real silk KILLS over a 1k butterflies to make it and EACH of my kimono was made from well over ten yards of silk.

I'm not an animal rights activist.

Never have been.

I'm not vegan. Never have been.

Heck, I own more than thirty fur coats, several fur stoles, a fur cape, 3 leather trench coats, Have a dozen fur pelts instead of blankets.

I wear silk, leather, and REAL fur... mink, bobcat, beaver, wolf, coyote, fur, EVERY DAY.

My grandmother Eva Viola Atwater was an animal rights activist and vegan. I think you are mixing me up with her for some reason.

Either that or my mother.

My mother is a mega extreme animal hoarder, at one point she had 9 dogs, 83 cats, 40+ ducks, and 2k+ chickens, all living in the house which was several feet deep in feces, all there at once. She takes in every stray everything she can find, until the police took all her animals and slapped a court order on her, she's not allowed to have animals any more, which is why she tried to hide those 13 cats in my motorhome and got in even more animal legal issues with police. It's my MOTHER and HER MOTHER/my GRANDMOTHER, who are the animal rights PETA nuts, not me.

You REALLY need to stop mixing me up with my mother and her mother.

I'm not them and I don't understand why you keep attributing to me, things which they do/did.

Updated to add (answering FaceBook question):

No. Again, that's my MOTHER you are talking about. Not me.

My mother used to have signs about Elliotts church up all over her yard, next door to me, in 2001. There were 50 or 60 of them. About the stolen house. They had a house mover come in and cut her house in half and move it from Old Orchard to Waterville. She's been homeless ever since that happened 22 years ago.

They were MY MOTHER's signs, NOT mine and I am fucking sick of you people mixing me up with her!

In 2015 she had more signs about stolen cats, and again those were HER signs in HER yard.

My mother likes to put my name on EVERYTHING.

She has multiple court cases over the years that she did in MY NAME, even though I had no clue the court cases even happened, some of them go as far back as to when I was 4 years old.

My mother also took out well over a dozen credit cards and multiple bank accounts in my name, most of hose she did before I was even ten years old.

I have never had a credit card in my entire life! I don't even know how to use one, because I never went to school or learned math, I can't even fucking count!

Do you remember Squidoo?

Squidoo is where the EelKat username came from. I was posting short stories there from the Quaraun series, which is narrated by a black bobcat who raises space eels. It's a fiction series.

THIS is EelKat:

I'm NOT EelKat. EelKat is a fictional character. I'm Wendy Christine Allen. And everyone who followed me on Squidoo knew this. All the stories about the EelMerman named Etiole, this guy: The Pearl Necklace, published in 1987, is the book most readers know Etiole from. Those were The Twighlight Manor segment of the Quaraun series published as free to read online on Squidoo. I'm a Fantasy author remember? Sold over 57 million novels.  I'm kind of a little bit famous. As used Squidoo to post online, free to read short stories that went with the novels, and I had more then TWO THOUSAND short stories featuring Etiole and EelKat as main characters, published on Squidoo. My MOTHER created a Squidoo account called "The REAL EelKat" and used it to dox me, posting my real name, my home address, where I went to college, where I worked, photos of me, of the tent... AND... the ORIGINAL article called "The Amphibious Alien" which was written by my uncles Dickie and Bruce. Before my mother did that, no one knew I even lived in Maine, let alone that I lived in Old Orchard Beach. No one knew my real name. I had been online from 1996 and NEVER told anyone any identifying info about who I was or where I lived. My MOTHER is the one who did that. My article called "Amphibious Aliens: The Story of Etiole and The World's Most Haunted Car" went line by line through my mother's article and answered every point she brought up, debunking all her claims of evil spirits, ghosts, demons, and aliens. MY MOTHER is the one who calls the homeless world war 2 veteran who lives in my yard "Etiole". Not me. I don't call him that, because I actually know his name. You can see video footage of his living conditions: HERE and HERE and HERE. THAT is the homeless veteran, this woman are calling an alien or a demon, depending on which delusion she is babble that day. THAT is Etoile. THAT is how he lives. THAT is who this deplorable woman is harassing. My MOTHER calls my car haunted. My MOTHER calls him an alien. My MOTHER calls him a demon. My MOTHER calls me a witch. My MOTHER had a slanderous Squidoo page about me, another one about my homeless friend, another one about my car, she has 72 such slander filled pages ALL calling my car haunted, me a witch, and him an alien or demon or evil spirit. Those Squidoo pages you are talking about were the ones MY MOTHER made, NOT the ones I made. I had the Lord Sesshomaru Squidoo pages, the Faerie Folklore Squidoo pages, and the 2k free to read online short stories about a talking cat named EelKat and a silver salamander eel hybrid merman named Etile, living in a haunted house called The Twighlight Manor. I really wish you people would STOP mixing me up with my MOTHER. I am not her. My mother is a mean, vicious, vindictive, violent person who fights with EVERYONE. And I'm not the only person she's done this shit to. Go look at her FaceBook page, look at what she's doing to my father right now. Same crap she did to me on Squidoo. She has done it to all of her brothers, all of her sisters, most of her nieces, most of her nephews, most everyone of every church she's ever attended. I'm not the only one she does it too. MY MOTHER is the one who calls the homeless world war 2 veteran who lives in my yard "Etiole". Not me. I don't call him that, because I actually know his name. My MOTHER calls my car haunted. My MOTHER calls him an alien. My MOTHER calls him a demon. My MOTHER calls me a witch. My MOTHER had a slanderous Squidoo page about me, another one about my homeless friend, another one about my car, she has 72 such slander filled pages ALL calling my car haunted, me a witch, and him an alien or demon or evil spirit. Why? At the time she had just left the Mormon church, became extremely anti-Mormon and was mad because I would not leave the church with her and she PRETENDING TO BE ME on Squidoo, then took HER impersonating me Squidoo account to HER bishop (Dan Kenning) NOT my Bishop (Provincher - yep, he was MY Bishop) and used the gibberish THAT SHE WROTE about demons, haunted cars, witches, witchcraft, and a whole bunch of anti-Mormon crap besides, to HER Bishop to use as "proof" that I was a Wiccan and needed to be excommunicated from the church. HER Bishop, Dan Kenning calls me in to a meeting at his church (Saco ward; my church is the Sanford ard) and starts accusing me of being a which and brings up on a computer some "Sea Witch of Old Orchard Beach" website, that, again, my MOTHER made, pretending to be me. It was a site selling curses online! I had never even heard of Wicca before, so I had no clue anything about what he was talking about. Dan Kenning asks me what my religion is and I say "LDS Mormon" and he starts laughing ad says "You claim to be Wiccan on your website here where you calll yourself The Sea Witch of Old Orchard Beach" I ay: "That's not my website, SpaceDock 13 is my website" (This was 2010, and my site was still SpaceDock13 and not yet EelKat.com at the time). Then he asks what my job is and I tell him: "I'm a published author, I've sold more then 57 million Dark Fantasy novels" and he starts laughing again and says: "Don't lie to me, I know you're a witch, your mother told me all about you". So baffling. But, yeah, she's been impersonating me online since at least 2007 (that's when her REAL EelKat Squidoo account was created; mine [eelkat] one word no caps was created in 2005 when Seth Godin hired me to code the website, I was one of the Squidoo devs.) AND she's been impersonating me offline since at least the mid 1980s. This happened October 21, 2010, right after she found out I had escaped her torture chamber room and was going to college. This room: My mother is STILL pissed that I am STILL a Mormon and have not yet left the church and she and her Elliot Church friends, have made it their life goal to slander me with rumors of aliens and demons and witches and curses, while also doxxing me, as much as they possibly can. But... THAT is WHEN people started calling ME EelKat and for some reason FORGOT that EelKat was a talking fairy cat from a Fantasy novel. And THAT is when people started calling my homeless friend "Etiole" and started spreading rumors of him being an alien. My MOTHER did that. My mother likes to belittle and de-humanize people by refusing to use their names. MY NAME IS WENDY CHRISTINE ALLEN... and people forgot that and started calling me EelKat instead, because that's what my evil mother wanted them to do. My mother made active attempts to ERASE MY NAME from everyone's memory, the exact same way she has spent the last decade actively erasing the existence of my son. My mother is evil. She's proven that ten times over. And, so it is no surprise to see my MOTHER now being the one spreading the cat rumors about me as well. When my son was murdered in 2013, I had signs up all over my yard, about the murder, with the FBI hotline number for information on those signs. Today 10 years later many of them are still up. From 2013 to 2016 there we'll over 500 signs in my yard about my son's murder, including a 20' foot 1950s billboard. People for some reason always mix up the 2 yards, and weirdly assume it's all one yard, and that I own both of them. Largely because me and my mother look so much alike that we could pass for twins. People also seem to forget HOW CLOSE IN AGE me and my mother are because MY FATHER WAS A CHILD RAPING PEDOPHILE and my MOTHER WAS A CHILD when I was born. I was a baby who was UNLOVED AND UNWANTED because I was a child of rape, and my mother told me that every single damned day of my life. "No one wants you, you are unloved and unwanted" EVERY SINGLE DAY, I was told that, FROM THE DAY I WAS BORN. Most sisters have a bigger age gap then me and my mother have. Her being so close to my age is why she's so easily able to impersonate me, like she has been doing. I have agoraphobia and from 1975 until 2010, I had never set foot off my farm. I also had no electricity or septic or running water. I was living fully off grid. I had ZERO contact or interaction with the outside world, including no TV, no newspapers, no radio…nothing. It's why to this day I know so very little about anyone or anything on any level whatsoever ever. My mother on the other hand is a social butterfly and a major big time gossiping busybody who thinks she knows everything about everyone. Before she became an atheist she used to attend 15 different churches, every single one of them every single Sunday. It's why I never know who these people are when they show up, and am always fed up and disgusted to find out that every single time, they turn out to be someone from one of my mother's 15 different churches she attended. EVERY SINGLE TIME! What the fuck does my mother do in church that gets these people so wound up? I don't understand it, but damn is she ever good at pissing people off and getting them going off on violent psycho deranged meltdowns. ALL of MY signs in MY yard have ALWAYS been about MY SON'S MURDER, and ONLY my son's murder. I have NEVER had ANY signs in my yard about HOUSES or CATS. ALL the stolen HOUSE signs and stolen CAT signs are my MOTHER'S signs and were in HER yard. People for some reason always mix up the 2 yards, and weirdly assume it's all one yard, and that I own both of them. Largely because me and my mother look so much alike that we could pass for twins. ALL of that stuff you are talking about and attributing to me, that's NOT me, that is my MOTHER. Stop mixing us up, it's really annoying. My mother is, as usual, trying to make everything be about her, by weirdly pretending to be me and making everything be about me, and I HATE IT! My mother is a fucking attention whore, just like her sister Barbara, they both are. That's why they are both all over the city running around yapping gossip at everyone. I HATE attention. In case you hadn't noticed I have agoraphobia and it is often MONTHS or even YEARS between me even going outside at all. I'm too famous, and I get recognized everywhere I go and I don't like it. I like my privacy. I like people to leave me alone. My mother on the other hand is a social butterfly and has to be the center of attention 24 hours a day. The problem is, she thinks because I'm famous and she looks enough like me to pass for me in public, that it's fun to run around pretending to be me. Well here's a tip for you: I'm NEVER without my Volvo - the one with unicorns, elves, dragons, and jellyfish painted on it, I'm never without my dog (originally the Cocker Spaniel Buddy who I had 16 years, then the Chihuahua Marcy for 21 years, then the Lhasa Apso Mickey for 12 years, and now the brindle Scottish Terrier Koko who is still a puppy), I do not wear pants, I always wear hijab, I do not own a cowboy hat; I am legally blind and wear special blackout glasses and carry a red and white stripe blind cane with a yellow cap. That is how you can tell if is me or her. I am also very short, and somewhat fat (I weigh 240lbs and am barely five feet tall - I am kind of obese and I am aware of it and not doing anything about it, but I'm fat and she's not) wearase she is very tall and rather thin. If you see the 2 of us side by side I barley come up to her shoulder. I'm a little itty bitty tiny thing and she's very tall.  Also, if you ever see me without my dark glasses, I have a flat face, what is called a "Mongolian profile" very similar to a Chinese person. She does not. My bone structure of my face comes from my father's mother's side of the family, she was part Mongolian and part Persian. That's why I have the very "Asian flat face profile" that makes me stick out like a sore thumb when the Atwaters are around, because I don't have the "European" Atwaater facial bone structure that they all have. My big dark glasses hide that, but it's VERY noticeable when I don't have them on. Most people think I'm Japanese because I wear Kimono ad have a "Asian bone structure" to my face. She's NOT me, no matter how much she pretends to be me and if you pay attention to details, it's very easy to tell us apart. And here's ANOTHER way you can tell me an my mother apar: I have Autism, and you are NOT going to mistake me for a "normal" person when you meet me. I am JUST LIKE RAINMAN. I am JUST LIKE the kid brother from GILBERT GRAPE. Go watch those to movies. I ACT and TALK, JUST LIKE THAT. My mother does not. I am retarded. My mother is not. I am incapable of normal speech. My mother speaks perfectly fine. I have AUTISM.(actual medical diagnoses, diagnosed by Dr Andrew Parker of Portland, Maine). NOT Aspergers. NOT High Functioning Autism. REAL and ACTUAL low functioning, non-verbal AUTISM. My mother has Schizophrenia (actual medical diagnoses, diagnosed by Dr Gallant of Arundel Maine). Most people when they meet me, they jump back and say "Wait, you have Down's Syndrome? Why ain't you got the Downs Syndrome face?" And I answer: "I have Autism, not Downs Syndrome. We talk similar but Autistics do not have the face deformity". And the people will say: "But my daughter self diagnosed as Autism and she acts and talks nothing like you. She is almost normal. You are very obviously retarded. You talk retarded, you act retarded."  I answer: "That is because I AM retarded. Retarded is short for Mental Retardation Due To Autism. If someone ACTS retarded and TALKS retarded, that IS Autism. You can not self diagnose yourself as Autistic. General practitioners, Psychologists, Pediatricians, and Social Workers ALSO can not LEGALLY diagnose Autism. Autism can only LEGALLY be diagnosed by a PSYCHIATRISTS who is specifically trained in diagnosing Autism, and there are ONLY TWELVE psychiatrists in America who had the federal certification required to LEGALLY give an ACTUAL Autism diagnosis."   They'll say: "But my son..." or "My daughter..." Chances are astronomically LOW that you will EVER encounter a TRULY AUTISTIC person with ACTUAL REAL AUTISM, because since the 1920s there have been only around one hundred and twenty thousand REAL Autism diagnoses EVER. REAL and ACTUAL Autism is one of the single RAREST disorders there is. They'll say: "But my son..." or "My daughter..." Has Aspergers, Narcissism, or Schizophrenia. Most likely schizophrenia, due to the fact schizophrenics are the MOST likely to be so paranoid of doctors that they REFUSE to get an ACTUAL diagnoses and falsely claim to be Autistic without any medical proof at all. While 1 in 3 children born since the 1990s has Aspergers, 1 in 9 people who self diagnose as "on the spectrum" gare given a diagnosis as Schizophrenic if they ever do get a real medical diagnosis. Schizophrenia effects 1 in 20 people in America. Schizophrenia and Aspergers are two of the single most common disorders in America, and changes are high that you who are reading this know no fewer then 12 people with Schizophrenia and no fewer then 30 people with Aspergers. On the other hand, only one in every ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY MILLION people will ever encounter an ACTUALLY Autistic person in their life time, meaning, fewer then one hundred people alive in America right now in 2023 has EVER come face to face with a person who has REAL and ACTUAL Autism, simply because Autism is THAT RARE.  They'll say: "But my son..." or "My daughter..." If your son or daughter has enough mental capabilities to be self diagnosing, then they DO NOT have Autism, because Autism LITERALLY MEANS = RETARDED. And by the fact of them have enough ability to self diagnose as anything, that alone means they have enough brain function to NOT have Autism. We who have Autism, we talk like THIS: This is how I talk. You can tell the difference between me and my mother because I talk and act like THAT, and she talks and acts like YOU and everyone who is normal. Yes. I am retarded. No. My mother is not. You can tell us apart, just by that fact alone. It is bizarre to think that anyone could ever mix us up. EVERYONE who has ever met me face to face KNOWS how I talk, how I act, and would NEVER mix me up with a normal person... so these people who my mother fools, these people who think my mother is me, clearly have NEVER met me face to face, because if they had, they would NEVER mistake a normal none Autistic person for being me. We who have Autism, we act like THIS: You can tell the difference between me and my mother because I act like THAT, and she acts like YOU and everyone who is normal. This is how I talk. You can tell the difference between me and my mother because I talk and act like THAT, and she talks and acts like YOU and everyone who is normal. I am retarded. My mother is not. It is bizarre to think that anyone could ever mix us up. EVERYONE who has ever met me face to face KNOWS how I talk, how I act, and would NEVER mix me up with a normal person... so these people who my mother fools, these people who think my mother is me, clearly have NEVER met me face to face, because if they had, they would NEVER mistake a normal none Autistic person for being me. If your son or daughter does NOT talk like THIS, then they DO NOT have Autism: This is how I talk. You can tell the difference between me and my mother because I talk and act like THAT, and she talks and acts like YOU and everyone who is normal. I am retarded. My mother is not. It is bizarre to think that anyone could ever mix us up. EVERYONE who has ever met me face to face KNOWS how I talk, how I act, and would NEVER mix me up with a normal person... so these people who my mother fools, these people who think my mother is me, clearly have NEVER met me face to face, because if they had, they would NEVER mistake a normal none Autistic person for being me. If your son or daughter does NOT act like THIS, then they DO NOT have Autism: This is how I talk. You can tell the difference between me and my mother because I talk and act like THAT, and she talks and acts like YOU and everyone who is normal. I am retarded. My mother is not. It is bizarre to think that anyone could ever mix us up. It is unfortunate that my mother is enough of a sneaky snake scumbag scam artist that she thinks she can get away with impersonating me and thinks it's okay for her to do because I am retarded. She thinks I do not have feeling or emotions, she thinks she does not hurt me because she thinks I am too stupid to be effected by her impersonations. But it is people she has scammed that beat me up and murdered my baby, because they thought they were attacking her. She causes more harm then most people are aware, because I do not talk about the vast majority of the thing she does. But the fact remains, if any of these people ever took the time to ACTUALLY get to know ME, they would know immediately the difference between me and her and they would not mix us up. EVERYONE who has ever met me face to face KNOWS how I talk, how I act, and would NEVER mix me up with a normal person... so these people who my mother fools, these people who think my mother is me, clearly have NEVER met me face to face, because if they had, they would NEVER mistake a normal none Autistic person for being me. Aspergers is NOT Autism, and people with Aspergers running around incorrectly calling themselves Autistic when they are NOT, does a lot of harm to the general public's understand of Autism, AND has a huge negative impact on how people treat us who are ACTUALLY Autistic, because they incorrectly think we have Aspergers, when we do not.

IMPORTANT UPDATE: October 17, 2023
If you live in York County, Maine in the Bideford or Old Orchard Beach area, be on the look out for these 2 people who are going door-to-door in the area: they are believed to be the husband and daughter of my son's murderer.
If they approach you call the FBI IMMEDIATELY! 
Please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer of the Portland FBI Office at 207-774-9322

There is right now, in October of 2023, a group of people actively going to houses, store, bars, and restaurants throughout Biddeford and Old Orchard Beach, randomly approaching total strangers and and saying "Have you heard about EelKat?" And then going on some spiel involving wild radical tales of demons, aliens, haunted cars, cats, about 40 people near as we can tell, led by an elderly white haired man who drives a dark green pick up truck and a very fat, extremely morbidly obese blond woman about late 30s/early 40s, who people in the area have dubbed "porch bitch" because she goes from porch to porch all over Biddeford screaming from strangers' porches to walkers on the sidewalk, always screaming "Have you head about EelKat?" usually referencing also my Volvo. The FBI believes these two to be the husband and daughter of the woman who murdered my son. If you know who the white haired man or "porch bitch" are, the FBI is actively seeking information about their identity.

I am legally blind, I have never seen either of these people, so I do not know what they look like, I only know what witnesses are telling me they looked like when they showed up at their homes. I also have Kannar's Syndrome, real and actual (non-verbal, low functioning) Autism (not to be confused with high functioning Aspergers; I am only able to communicate by typing, and so here I am, typing, so I am unable to verbally respond to what these people are telling me. I have agoraphobia so, it is often months between me setting foot outside, but I am crippled with a broken spine from the November 14, 2013 attack of the golf club woman who crippled me when she murdered me son and thus I also can not get out of bed or stand up unaided. I do not know who either porch bitch or the white haired man these people are telling me is approaching them are. My son's murderer whom also crippled me, she I can identify if she ever got close enough again, but these two people whom are suspected of being her husband and daughter, I have not seen and can not identify. When you come to me and tell me they have approached you, you do nothing useful or helpful. I can not take YOUR testimony to the police or FBI, because it is YOUR testimony, not mine. YOU have to tell the POLICE and FBI what these people did. Do not come to me and tell me, because other then post this message here, there is nothing else I can do with the information you have provided.

There is some speculation that porch bitch may in fact live in my apartment building here at 409 Main Street in Biddeford, but I have lived here since February 2019, and of the 9 other families here, only one of them has lived here longer than me. Between the 9 families in our building, there are more then people living in this building and to date, I have met none of them.

Initially I had tried to introduce myself to each family in this building however, they are white and I am not, they are Christians and I am Moron/Voodoo, and this Maine where hatred of all things not white and not Christian are at their worst in the entire country.

White hatred for us Gypsies is very bad here in Maine and many in my family have been beaten, tortured, and murdered by the white Christians of Maine.

Does porch bitch live in our building? I do not know. But many witnesses are now saying they have seen her going in and out of the building, so she either lives here or knows someone who does.

With the extreme anti-Gypsy animosity and anti-Pagan animosity the 9 families who live at 409 Main Street have shown my family since we moved in here on February 2019, I would not be at all surprised if porch bitch not only lived here but the others know it, know what she is doing to my family and are not reporting it to the police simply because, that's what white people do to us non-whites.

Interestingly, witnesses are saying they believe the white haired man with the big green Dodge Ram pickup truck, lives on Portland Ave, very near my farm.

It is deeply disturbing, if this is true, because that means porch bitch and the white haired man are doing very severe levels of stalking, because my family has lived at 146 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach since the 1530s, we settled and founded the town, and in 2019 when I moved into this apartment in Biddeford, no one else lived in this building, other then the gay couple who are still here and the only ones here longer than me. And also in 2019, there was no white haired man living near me on Portland Ave.

This means, the man suspected of being "Clair's husband and the woman suspected of being "Claire's" daughter, Claire being the name the woman who murdered my son, called herself, have moved in next door to BOTH of my addresses within the last 3 years.

Claire used a golf club to beat my 8 month old son's head in with. If you are protecting Claire, know that THAT is the sort of child murdering bitch you are defending. 

Claire's identity is the one we want. We want to know who she is. In 2021 a homeless man showed up in my driveway, claiming he knew who Claire was... 2 days later he was dead on the train tracks and splattered across the back of my house, and 2 days after that, this porch bitch woman showed up. We don't know who any of these people are, not the homeless man, not porch bitch, not Claire. We only got the name Claire, because that's what the bald man with her,November 14, 2013, the day she murdered my son, that's what he called her, and she answered him to that name, like it was her real name.

The Claire who murdered my son, she's who we are looking for... and apparently we got really close in 2021, because that's when porch bitch showed up with her wild alien/demon/cat slander, and she's working over time spreading her slander as far and as wide as she can, making it damn clear, she's scared shitless of us finding out who Claire is.

So, NOW, the FBI is not just asking for information about Claire's identity, they now want the identity of both Biddeford's porch bitch and Old Orchard Beach's white haired elderly man driving the mega, big 2ton dark green Dodge Ram pick up.

These 2 people closing in on my family, DAYS after a witness came forward saying he knew who Claire was, a witness who died 2 days later, before the FBI agents had a chance to talk to him... this is terrifying for my family, and it's deeply disturbing.

Porch bitch and her friends are terrorizing my family. And less then a month ago they killed my dog Mickey. There is something wrong with these people. These are NOT good people.

This is very, very deeply disturbing.

This makes them, in addition to everything else: stalkers.

Keep in mind too, porch bitch is the woman who poisoned and killed my dog Mickey only a few weeks ago. And one week before she poisoned and killed my dog, Mickey, she showed up at PortCon 2023, with a gang of about 12 others, at Round 1 in the Maine Mall, and tried to kill me, by peeling back the cheese on my pizza and loading it up with onions, something I am deadly allergic to. I would have been dead within 15 minutes had I eaten it. Porch bitch is dangerous. And she wants me dead. And she thinks nothing of killing my pets. She's proven that much.

This woman is deeply mentally disturbed, and believed to be on drugs. If she is who the FBI thinks she is, they said she is part of a fentanyl drug dealing gang that has been selling the deadly fentanyl spiked cocaine which has killed more then 300 teenaers in York and Cumberland Counties here in Maine in 2023.

Her wild actions and weird gibberish about aliens and demons is believed to be from a raging drug use.

If you are seeking info about WHICH drug gang she is believed to be a part of, just go to the local Maine news websites and search for all the drug dealer arrests in Saco, Old Orchard Beach, Biddeford, Portland, and South Portland, throughout 2023. Several dozen drug gang members have already been arrested in the past few weeks, but the FBI is looking for the ring leader, and they believe the SAME Claire who murdered my son, is the leader of this drug gang.

Keep in mind, more then 300 CHILDREN between the ages of 8 and 16 have died from overdoses of spiked drugs, JUST IN THE PAST THREE MONTHS, of summer 2023, and porch bitch is believed to be one of the dealers selling those spiked drugs.

Not only is this the drug gang who my Uncle Bruce worked for, and thus WHY they murdered my infant son (thinking they were attacking one of Bruce's daughters, they got the wrong person when they attacked me, they thought they were attacking my cousin)... not only is this the gang who murdered my baby 10 years ago, but this is the gang who has murdered THREE HUNDRED CHILDREN just in the summer of 2023 ALONE.

These are EXTREMELY DANGEROUS PEOPLE and the FBI is trying to get them off the streets: ALL of them.

This woman is deeply mentally disturbed, and believed to be on drugs. If she is who the FBI thinks she is, they said she is part of a fentanyl drug dealing gang that has been selling the deadly fentanyl spiked cocaine which has killed more then 300 teenaers in York and Cumberland Counties here in Maine in 2023.

Her wild actions and weird gibberish about aliens and demons is believed to be from a raging drug use.

If you are seeking info about WHICH drug gang she is believed to be a part of, just go to the local Maine news websites and search for all the drug dealer arrests in Saco, Old Orchard Beach, Biddeford, Portland, and South Portland, throughout 2023. Several dozen drug gang members have already been arrested in the past few weeks, but the FBI is looking for the ring leader, and they believe the SAME Claire who murdered my son, is the leader of this drug gang.

Keep in mind, more then 300 CHILDREN between the ages of 8 and 16 have died from overdoses of spiked drugs, JUST IN THE PAST THREE MONTHS, of summer 2023, and porch bitch is believed to be one of the dealers selling those spiked drugs.

Not only is this the drug gang who my Uncle Bruce worked for, and thus WHY they murdered my infant son (thinking they were attacking one of Bruce's daughters, they got the wrong person when they attacked me, they thought they were attacking my cousin)... not only is this the gang who murdered my baby 10 years ago, but this is the gang who has murdered THREE HUNDRED CHILDREN just in the summer of 2023 ALONE.

These are EXTREMELY DANGEROUS PEOPLE and the FBI is trying to get them off the streets: ALL of them.

There are HUNDREDS of people throughout Biddeford and Old Orchard Beach contacting me, both online and in person offline, telling me that these people approached them at random. They appear to be hellbent on approaching every single person to set foot in either town, so if you are in Biddeford or Old Orchard Beach you'll likely encounter them sooner or later if you haven't already. They appear to have been doing this since around May 2021, but so far no one knows who they are.

One detail though: porch bitch, has been saying some very specific information about the murder that was NEVER made public, and is not in the police public access report, it's only in the FBI's classified report. The ONLY person who knows this detail is the murderer herself, and porch bitch is too young to be the murderer. The blond golf club woman who attacked me November 14, 2013, was in her late 60s to early 70s, she'd be in her late 70s or early 80s today. Porch bitch is young enough to be her daughter or granddaughter. But porch bitch has been saying information that ONLY the murderer would know, so porch bitch DOES have personal contact with my son's murderer and is probably dangerous herself.

She has information that was never released to the public. Information the police and fbi kept out of public access reports. Information that was kept classified so it could be used to identify the murderer. Information she could only get, from the murderer. She is using 27 Facebook accounts and over 100 Reddit accounts to post that information as far and wide as possible, while gathering up a large group from the Sanford ward church to go around Biddeford and Old Orchard Beach also spreading that classified information, while at the same time spreading the rumors and lies that I am an alien Abducted and Etiole is an alien, while also spreading rumors of my cars being haunted, while also making hundreds of deep fake videos on YouTube about me and my cars and Etiole. She is orchestrating a huge defamation slander smear campaign, which you have seen some of the videos about me and my car. Fbi believes she is the daughter of the golf club bitch who murdered my baby and is doing this because Tod Murphy told the FBI his mother was bragging to be the golf club woman. Porch bitch showed up same time Tod Murphy did, in fall of 2021. The Sanford ward people joined her around May 2022. Fbi is currently investigating every one connected to the Sandford ward, and they now believe the golf club woman to have been a member in 2013. You don't have full details of what porch bitch is doing, who is helping her, and how alarmingly large scale what she is doing is, simply because I can not give you full details. There is a lot of information about porch bitch and her crew that I've not said, things the FBI and police are aware of, and you the general public, don't need to be aware of.

These people are actively and deliberately making a massive attempt to compromise an FBI murder investigation, alongside huge levels of victim shaming.

Porch bitch clearly knows who the murderer is, and the FBI is looking for ANY information you have that leads to identifying porch bitch, because arresting porch bitch, is right now, the #1 best chance of also finding and arresting my son's killer.

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

Never forget: my son was murdered. That's what they want you to forget. They make up crazy rumors and lies because they want you to think about something, anything OTHER then my son's murder. And the ONLY person with THAT motive, is the golf club wielding blond woman, and anyone who is trying to cover up her crimes.

They want you to forget my son was murdered.

NEVER FORGET!

Clearly porch bitch is scared shitless that the killer, someone she knows, will be arrested soon, or she wouldn't be so hyper vigilant in her mega extreme slander campaign going on in Biddeford, Maine right now.

Beware of ANYONE who calls Etiole an alien, for he is not an alien and they are lying to you about him, as a slight of hand means of misdirection, to turn you away from seeing their own crimes.

Beware of anyone who tells you I believe in aliens, for I do not, and they are lying to you in a gaslighting technique meant to keep you from noticing the crimes they commited.

Trust no one who tells you I cast curses or consort with demons, for I do neither, and they say these things to you out of malicious motives, to make you look at anything other than themselves. They don't want you to see the sins they do, so they spread wild and bizarre rumors about me and an elderly homeless veteran, in a magicians pallor trick of misdirection. They use me and Etiole as their smoke and mirrors, so that you are looking the other way, while they get away with heinous crimes.

Beware of anyone who calls me a witch, for I am a Mormon, 5th generation, and we Mormons do not believe in witchcraft.

I need not tell you their names, for by their own actions, they will reveal themselves to you.

Pay very close attention to anyone who approaches you to "warn you" about EelKat... because remember too, my name is not EelKat. My name is Wendy Christine Allen. EelKat is a fictional character, a talking back fairy cat, from a Space Fantasy novel. Miss Citten The Eel Kat is Empress of Planet Ptarmagin and she travels to distant galaxies in a star ship, collecting deep space eels from other planets, her name is unpronounceable, so people call her "The Eel Kat" because she is the cat who has pet eels. The book was titled "Friends Are Forever" and it was published in 1978. You have to be severely mentally disabled in order to think that a talking space cat from a Fantasy novel is real, let alone be crazy enough to think that the author is that character. The very fact alone that porch bitch refers to ME as EelKat, that alone tells you the deeply disturbed fantasy prone mental case we are dealing with her. Her inability to discern fiction from reality, and he belief that I, a real person, an EelKat, a fictional space cat from a novel, or her belief that a local homeless veteran, is an alien, or her belief that my Dodge or my Volvo are demon possessed, that alone tells you what type of incredibly dangerous psychopath porch bitch really is. 

You can see video footage of his living conditions:

HERE

and HERE

and HERE.

THAT is the homeless veteran, this woman is calling an alien or a demon, depending on which delusion she is babble that day. THAT is Etoile. THAT is how he lives. THAT is who this deplorable woman is harassing.

Pay very close attention to anyone who approaches you to "warn you" about EelKat or otherwise tries to convince you I have anything to do with aliens, demons, curses, or witches, for they are deceiving you, and they do so, to draw your attention away from themselves. 

Never forget, my son was murdered on November 14, 2013, and the killer still walks free, and anyone telling you anything about aliens, demons, curses, or witches, has one goal and one goal only: a flagrant attempt to discredit me, and protect my son's murderer.

They ONLY want you to think about aliens to make you forget my son was murdered.

The FBI is looking for my son's killer AND the identity of the people who are trying to hinder their investigation.

If anyone approaches you and tells you Etiole is an alien CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about aliens to make you forget my son was murdered.

Never forget, 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 

If anyone approaches you and tells you that I believe in aliens CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about aliens to make you forget my son was murdered. 

Never forget, 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

If anyone approaches you and tells you Etiole is a demon CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about demons to make you forget my son was murdered. 

Never forget, 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 

If anyone approaches you and tells you that I believe in demons CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about demons to make you forget my son was murdered.

Never forget, 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

If anyone approaches you and tells you that I cast curses CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about curses to make you forget my son was murdered. 

Never forget, 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

If anyone approaches you and tells you that I am a witch CALL FBI Agent Andy Drewer and tell him who they are. They ONLY want you to think about witches to make you forget my son was murdered. 

Never forget, 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

They are going out of their way to try to make you forget my son died, by coming up with ludicrous tales of aliens and demons. And the ONLY person with ANY motive to do that, is the blond woman who murdered my son.

They want you to forget my son was murdered.

NEVER FORGET!

Update: November 1, 2023

I'm going to put this here, since it is an answer to a response, to the October 17 update.

No. My Volvo had not been painted before the golf club attack. I painted it the following May AFTER the attack, BECAUSE I could not drive any more, and I could not walk. Ben would wheel me outside with paints and canvases because I am a painter by trade, and one day Benn left me alone and went to store was gone several hours and I ran out of canvases to paint on and could not walk to get more, so I painted the firebird on the hood of my car because I was able to climb out of the wheelchair and up onto the hood of my car. Here is what my car looked like before... 

My Volvo and my house 2007

My Volvo March 31, 2015, no house, because backhoe drove over my house August 8, 2013

also, my house can be seen here not yet run over by the backhoe... also, the thing porch bitch keeps talking about that is classified parts of murder investigation, can be seen in this photo too, if you know what she keeps talking about... I've had the Volvo almost 30 years now, it was almost new when I got it, and it's been painted with murals for less then a 1/16th of the time I've had it, that's why you never noticed it before the past couple of years, because it WAS NOT painted until AFTER my son was murdered and I became crippled.

Yes, same situation with my cloths. I used to dress more or less normal. I never wore pants, but I was wearing mini-skirts, shorts, and hotpant shorts, with bikini and tank tops. I can't wear the cloths I used to wear anymore BECAUSE of the golf club attack injuries. I had braces on my arms, back, and legs for the first few years, so I had to change my wardrobe to accommodate that. That's why I started wearing the big floaty caftan, muumuu,, and kimono.

The big huge skirts and robes hide a lot of medical equipment underneath. I don't like being seen as disabled so I had to go to extremes with my wardrobe in order to hide all the medical gear under my skirts so people couldn't see them. Before the attack I had 2 kimono and 1 muumuu from my Grammy Eva Viola Atwater, she lived in Hawii in 1973 and brought those back for me, but I never wore them. I had them in storage. After the golf club attack I started wearing them because they were the only things I had big enough to fit over all the monetiers and tubes and wires hooked up to me.

Almost everything I wear today, was bought in 2014, from a Japanese guy I knew who went to Japan and bought a ton of kimono, and I bought around 40 of them from him. Kimono wrap to any size, and have lots of openings on the front, back, and sides, so all my medical braces, monitors, tubes, and wires are easy to loop through the kimono without being noticed from the outside.

Same applies for the veils. I never wore one before 2014. Reason? My hair had never been cut, not once in nearly fifty years, and was 48" long as a result. That's about 4" above my ankles. My long hair had to be cut, when I started relearning to walk, because the weight of it was too much strain on my punctured spinal column. I wrote the scene of Quaraun's long hair being cut, in the novel BoomFuzzy, BECAUSE of my own hair being cut. Doctors can not operate on my spine, because of the risk of even more nerve damage, and so my hair is medically not allowed to be more than shoulder length today, due to the weight issue any longer would cause for my several spinal cord. I feel naked not having my back covered by my hair, so I started wearing long Catholic chapel prayer veils that a group of nuns made for me. While I was born and raised Mormon, I became ordained a Voodoo priestess in 2013, New Orleans Voodoo, not Haitian Vodou. They are different. New Orleans Voodoo is a form of Catholicism known as Folk Catholicism. The veils you bitch about calling them Muslim Hijabs, are Christian Catholic. But I wear them, because my hair was cut, as a side effect of being crippled by the mystery Claire and Kendra with the golf club.

As for the dark glasses. I've worn those since I was just four years old. I have a condition similar to albinism, which is why my skin is whiter than most white peoples, but it affects my eyes the most. I am legally blind in indoor light conditions, which is why I do not use lights. I am fully blind in outdoors sunny day conditions, which is why I can not drive during most daylight hours. However, I have abnormally high vision at night, comparable to a cat or owl. I can see perfectly in darkness. I also see something around 16million additional colours that the average person can not see. All of this is due to the rods in my eyes being abnormally shaped. But this also means, the only way I am able to go outside in day time hours, or drive a car, is if I have special custom blackout prescription glasses that block all light. I have worn these blackout glasses since I was a toddler.

So, NO, your assertion that I deserved to be attacked because my car was painted or my clothes were odd, doesn't fly, because my car and my clothes were just as normal as yours before the attack and it was the attack itself, that CAUSED me to paint my car and change how I dressed. My car has been painted for 8 years and I have dressed like this for only 6 years now.

That is WHY you never noticed me before 2015. I blended in, dressing no different from anyone else. I did not dress like this until AFTER June 2015, when I first started getting up out of the wheelchair and started relearning to walk again. You idiots who judge my car and my clothes are jackass bigots. Neither my car nor my clothes looked like this for 5 decades of my life and the change came as a medical necessity. 

You bitching bigots have the ability to get up and walk and choose to dress as you want. I'm crippled by a bigot with a golf club so I don't have the luxury of dressing the way I used to any more. 

Update: November 4, 2023
(again, putting it here as it is in response to a response to October 17 update)

Okay. you (Ben) want an answer. Here you (Ben) go, have an answer.

Elliott and Morin sawed my MOTHER'S house in half and moved it to Waterville. Porch bitch is woman who Elliott gave house to. I do not know who porch bitch is, my MOTHER does know who porch bitch is, but she won't tell us, because she is playing her stupid vindictive vengeance games with porch bitch. Porch bitch, is playing her stupid vindictive vengeance game with my mother, and for some reason thinks attack my family means something to my mother, even though my mother is responsible for the most violent attacks, like in 2010 when my MOTHER cut my 1964 Dodge in half, or in 1992 when my MOTHER took a sledge hammer to my 1974 AMC Gremlin. Or in 2012 when my MOTHER smashed out all the windows of my house, the same house my MOTHER hired a backhoe driver to drive over in 2013, or in November 2021 when my MOTHER cut all the wires off the Biddeford apartment build ... MY MOTHER did those things. My MOTHER is a very violent, vengeful, vindictive woman who also is the one who designed and built that torture chamber room and locked me in it when I was 8 years old until I was 31 years old, as punishment for my grandmother leaving me everything she owned when she (Helen Ricker Allen) died. That is the type of person my mother is.

I have never had a lawyer. I have never needed a lawyer. Other then the Bolduc/Cascade Murder Trial in 1991, The Guy Gammon Grand Jury Murder Trails in 2016, and the Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach Case in 2016, I have have never been involved in a court case. Yes, I am aware there are other court cases with my name on it, the FBI uncovered that and pointed it out to me, but, again, that was my MOTHER, who for some reason did the cat court case in my name. Verallia and Danna was the Elliot and Morin stolen house case, when my MOTHER had signs all over HER land NEXT DOOR to my land. The stolen house was not mine, the Elliot court case was not mine, Verrall and Danna were not my lawyers. Veralla and Danna was lawyer at 1 city center Portland. My mother bought silver wagon with money from that court case. We discovered glass elevator while at lawyers office.

It was over a decade later that I got my driver's license. you (Ben) used to take me to Portland library every week prior to my having driver's license. you (Ben) still had white Honda. My mother needed me to babysit my brothers, and YOU (Ben) let me out of the room YOU (Ben) and my MOTHER kept me locked in, and YOU (Ben) took me to the lawyer office, where me and my 3 brothers sat on the floor drawing pink flamingos, including Pink Flamingo 13, that I'm now famous for. We (you -Ben, and me) used to go in glass elevator a couple times a month after that because you (Ben) decided to start letting me out of the room prison you (Ben) kept me locked in for 27 years, by allowing me to go to the library... that is when I started using the library computer to build this website, in an attempt to find someone out there who would help me escape that room.

This room:

That was the goal of this website.

Remember?

Every one who has followed me online since 1996 is fully aware that my website had one goal and one goal only: I WANTED TO BE LET OUT OF MY CAGE!

I WANTED THE PADLOCKED UNLOCKED!

I WANTED THE CHAINS REMOVED!

I WANTED TO GO OUTSIDE!

I WANTED TO DRIVE MY CAR!

I WANTED TO GO TO SCHOOL!

And finally got free in 2010. And my mother cut my car in half, 2 days later, because she wanted to make sure, I never drove it, and never got a driver's lisnces.

I got my driver's license and my GED both summer 2010. and started college September 2010. And teachers there started teaching me how to talk, so that I did not have to write and type every word I wanted to say any more.

The updates to this website became less frequent, because I was free and this website no longer had a goal.

This website became active again in 2013, because my baby was murdered.

And he wasn't the first.

Xavier was my 8th, EIGHTH pregnancy.

But the first one to reach past 5 months without my uncle Bruce shoving me in a shower stall and kicking me in the stomach until I passed out, and I woke up back in that room, in a pool of blood with my baby dead... SEVEN TIMES between 1987 and 2006.

YOU (Ben) are the father of every baby, and loudly vocal over wanting none of them.

I was 12 years old, the first time it happened.

That was other goal this website had in 1996.

More than anything else, I wanted to escape that room, so I could get pregnant WITHOUT the fear of having my baby murdered before the pregnancy came full term.

And that is why in 2013, this website became active again. Because I was free, I got out of that room. I got a driver's license. I had a house of my ow. I was in school. And I was 8 months pregnant, Xavier was due to be born on Christmas. He was going to be a Christmas baby.

And November 14, 2013, he was murdered, I was made crippled, and days before that a back hoe drove over my house.

You (Ben) are the FBI's #1 suspect, because Xavier was dead baby #8, and you wanted none of them.

But my mother is the FBI's suspect #2, because was very vocal on FaceBook about wanting me dead, and every since 2010 when I escaped that room, she's very violent: TWO Gremlins, a Hornet, AND the Dodge were obliterated by her sledge hammer and chainsaw wielding insanity.

And my father is the FBI's suspect #3: because they evidence he hired a hitman for $26k dollars in October 2013, and that he paid the backhoe driver who drove over my house.

This room is where I wrote all of my books, because I had a typewriter and my grandmother Eva Viola Atwater would bring in paper each Saturday. The typewriter sat on my lap as there was no bed, no floor boards, no table, no chairs, no lights, which is why I can see in the dark an not in light - I spent 27 years in total darkness. In spite of publishing 138 novels, 423 novellas, and more then 2k short stories, and them selling 57 million copies, all from this room, I never saw a penny. Near as the FBI can tell, my father gave most of the money to some man named "Mark", an amount in excess of $60MILLION dollars.

I wrote all the Boston Globe articles from here as well. My father was the one who "worked" for Boston Globe, but he is illiterate and can neither read nor write, all those articles were written by me. I never got paid a penny for those either.

The Proctor and Gamble letters were also written from this room, but I was NOT writing them to Proctor and Gamble. The boycott itself was my grandmother Eva Viola Atwater. I was writing letters begging to be let out of my cage. My grandmother edited those letters to be dogs begging to be let out of lab cages and mailed them to Proctor and Gamble. I knew nothing of this until 2013, even though I am attributed to writing the "Proctor and Gamble Animal Rights Boycott Letters" for 27 years.

I have NEVER had a deposition. Never written a deposition. My MOTHER has been involved in five depositions, that I know of. While my father has been involved in HUNDREDS of court cases.

You (Ben), like Rick, porch bitch, most every one in Saco Ward, and most every one in Sanford ward, and many others, keep attributing to me, things that MY MOTHER has done. I am not my mother. And I am very upset that you (Ben) keep remembering everything MY MOTHER did and claim it was something I did, but then you (Ben) can't remember anything that I have done. What's worse, is people keep showing up here to yell at my accusing me of things my mother did, and they back it up by say they asked you (Ben) and you (Ben) told them.

I didn't even have a driver's license until I was 37 years old, I wasn't able to leave Old Orchard unless you (Ben) took me. I was also MUTE for the first 42 years of my life. 

I was 42 years old when I had the surgery on my jaw that allowed me to talk properly, I wasn't even able to speak normally prior to 2016!

So before 2016, I never said ANYTHING to or about ANYONE, because I WAS FUCKING MUTE!

MY MOTHER is the one running around saying things to everyone, yelling at everyone, and saying things about every one, NOT ME! I AM NOT HER!

STOP MIXING ME UP WITH MY FUCKING GOSSIPING, HATE MONGERING, VENGEFUL MOTHER WHO FIGHTS WITH FUCKING EVERYONE!

And the old jaw injury that surgery fixed, was discovered during the mri for my spine, from the June 26, 2016 attack from the blonde Claire and redhead Kendra woman at work at Walmart in Scarborough, that was the 2nd injury to my spine after the first injury to my spine at the college by the same 2 woman in 2013. 

The 2013 one was the one when we went to all the free clinics, the first time, not the 2nd time in February 2014, when I fell on the ice, while attempting t get up and walk. you (Ben) used to wheel me around Shaws and Walmart in a wheelchair, and I was on crutches for 6 months. The 10th anniversary of that is in 10 days. ... you (Ben) just through your hands up today yelling it's too much to keep track of. 

No. It's 2 events. 2 attacks by the same 2 women. My mother and my father spend so much time filling your head with lies that you (Ben) get confused by THEIR too many things to remember. But me... it's two things: November 14, 2013 ,2 women attacked me at the college June 26, 2016, they attacked again at Walmart. And FBI Agent Andy Drewer showed up June 28, 2016. Those 2 women are who he is looking for. Because they tried to kill me, not once, but twice, and they did kill my baby. They are wanted for murder and two counts of attempted murder. 

And my mother is the one dragging the cats into everything NOT ME. I'm not the one talking about the cats. She is. The cats happened in 2015. My mother is the one talking about the cats, because they were HER cats, whom she hid in my motorhome when trying to hide them from Nick, after she stole them from Wayne. I had nothing to do with those cats. And I am sick of people putting my name to my mother's shit. 

Stop mixing me up with her. I am not her.

Someone tried to kill me, and my mother and my father don't give a shit, and do everything in their power to spin this to be about them and its not about them.

My baby was murdered by a bitch who tried to kill me.

The FBI is trying to find her, and I'm sick of you (Ben) saying you (Ben) can't keep things straight because there are too many things to remember. There are only 2 things to remember: I was attacked twice. The first one crippled me and killed my baby, and 3 years later, after 2 years of relearning to walk, those same 2 women attacked again, causing my current crippled state. I don't think those 2 things are too hard or too many things to remember. Everything else, all that other stuff, all the actual too many things, that's all stupid petty shit my mother and my father are doing with their idiot church friends, and not any of it is important or worth remembering. 

There are only 2 things to remember: I'm crippled and my baby is dead.

I wouldn't think those 2 things would classify as too much to remember. And I'm disgusted with the deplorable way my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and people of the Saco and Sanford ward churches have done everything in their power to hinder and not cooperate with the FBI investigation to try to find bitch Claire and bitch Kendra Silvermander, who murdered my baby and crippled me, ten years ago, in ten days.

Get you fucking facts straight, and stop attributing to me, things that my MOTHER did.

You can run around to your churches proclaiming you are saved and born again and turned over a new leaf, all you want, but you can not hide what you did from God, and no matter how many good deed gold bricks you try to collect, they will never erase what you did from the Book of Life you love to talk about so much. There's a very deep pit in hell for you (Ben) and my mother, and my father, and the Atwaters and church people who helped you.

You can try to hide your sins from humanity, but you will never hide what you've done from God, and while you can bride people and pay them for their silence, you can not bride god, and no amount of throwing good deeds in god's face is going to make him turn a blind eye to what you have done.

You bury evidence under backhoes and in landfills, but god saw you do that too.

You can try to lie to humans in your churches, but god knows the truth, and you can't hide the truth from him.

Update November 11, 2023 - answering yet another FB question about the Oct 17 update

Why is the fact that porch bitch yaps about a grandmommy provinchta significant? I'll tell you. Once upon a time there was a gang of traffickers in Old Orchard Beach, who the FBI arrested 14 members of, in 2016, at 37 Smithwheel Rd. Yes. 37 Smithwheel Road. Yes. I lived there at 37 Smithwheel Road... when I was 12 years old. Let that part sink in. 37 Smithwheel Road is owned by my husband, Safrad Ward Church's High Priest Quorum Leader and Cub Scout Leader. Let that sink in too. He was 37 years old, when I at 8 years old was forced to marry him, because he gave my parents huge amounts of money.

Three people owned 37 Smithwheel Road. My husband Benjamin Kitchel Wildes, my mother's sister April Dawn Atwater (she of the 9 husbands) and her husband number 8 Billy Duhamel.

Do look up the news reports about the child trafficking bust at 37 Smithwheel Road in Old Orchard Beach, Maine.

Where did the child trafficking ring get their children ages 8 to 12, that they sold for sex to priests? The children came from 3 churches. All three are Mormon Churches.

The Saco Ward of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints Agusta Stake,

The Cape Elizabeth Ward (not to be confused with the Portland Ward which mets in the same building) of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints Agusta Stake,

The Sanford Ward of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints Exerta Stake, where, oh, dear, oh dear, my, my ,my, well you look at that: Grandmommy Provinchia's husband is Bishop Provincha who made a known child rapist, child groomer, and raging peadophile Benjamin Kitchle Wildes, owner of 37 Smithwheel Road, the Sandford Ward Cub Scout leader, where cub scouts were mysteriously ending up at 37 Smithwheel Road being sold to the highest bidding high priests of the Cape Elizabeth and Saco Wards.

THAT is why it's VERY significant that porch bitch claims Bishop Provincha's wife is her grandmother, because that means porch bitch is a part of the trafficking ring that, oh look, the FBI believes is owned by the Cyr Clan Drug Gang, lead by someone named Claire Cyr, whom the FBI also believes to be the same Claire who murdered my 8 month old baby son.

You see... if porch bitch really is granddaughter of the Bishop who was helping a child trafficking ring get children from the cub scout program of the Sandford Ward Church... that means porch bitch has a REALLY BIG motive for WHY she is running around spreading the weird ass demon and alien rumors and lies about me, my car, and the homeless man I let sleep in my car at night.

I'm one of the children rescued by the FBI from the 37 Smithwheel Road child trafficking ring, and I want every one of those rapist bastards in prison. And if porch bitch is involved in protecting child prostitution dip shits, then I want her in prison too.

And if you're one of those lunatic jackass bullshitting alien abduction UFO freaks, looking for haunted cars or EBEs, first off, you can go fuck yourselves. I am so damned sick of you conspiracy brained motherfuckers harassing my family. Here's some pages for you:

• Debunking The World's Most Haunted Car aka "The Goldeneagle" aka "The Real Christine" 

• "Etiole" and My Thoughts on UFOs and Aliens.

• The Rapture is Coming...

Looking to find out more about my son's murder, that information is on these pages:

• January February 2026 Updates (9 year paaralized, 9 years not online, and 9 years of not one person in my friends, family, church, or college visiting me = my friends and family forgot what I looked like, forgot I was not white, forgot I was in a wheelchair, forgot I was born blind... because relatives of my son's murderer, have been pretending to be me both online and offline, to the point of they were using my social media accouts and going to family reunions and weddings pretending they were me, plus, new discovery- they also cleaned out my bank accounts, stole all my money, in what is now the most  wild turn of events of alll, they after murdering my son and realizing I survived the attack, took over my life completly so no one would know i was bed ridden for ten years, AND... stalker Joel B is out of prison and involved....and stalking my family AGAIN (guy invloved with the $30million he embezzalded from Old Orchard beach Town Hall and put my name on the documents, back in 2010... same guy whho started the UFO/Etiole rumors, started the haunted car/demon rumors, started the rumors of my being a member of the Saco Church, a church I had never been too... that guy, the one who thousands of photos of me that the state police found photos taken between 2006 and 2010 when I had agoraphobia and had never set foot outside... , the guy who started the Stephen King rumors, the guy who made dozens of social media accounts to impersonate me, the guy who brought his church to my yard in 2010 to cut my car in half, the guy the FBII says is friends with the backhoe driver who drove over my house in 2013, the guy the FBI says his wife's friend is who they think murdered my son and crippled me when she beat me up at a bathroom at Southern Maine Community College while accusing me of being transgender/man in a dress even though I was 8 months pregnent and she ripped my baby out then bashed his brains in with the same golf club she paralised me with... THAT JOEL B, THE ONE WHO DID ALL OF THOSE THINGS...the one the FBI thinks chopped up my land and sold part of it to D.C. in 2006 while my dad was in a coma in the hospital, impersonating my dad, convincing D.C. that he bought my illegally stolen land that he had no right to buy at 144 Portland Ave... from my dad, even though, my dad was in a coma in the hospital and never sold part of my land to D.C...the one who made fundrasiers in my name and stole an $eight million dollars from local churches while telling them he was building me a house... a house to replace the house a backhoe drove over... a backhoe the FBI believes he hired to drive over my house, so that he could run said scam... note... I'm STILL homeless, these 13 years later... no one ever built me a house, and I didn't even know about those fundraisers until people who donated to them started showing up in my yard accusing me of taking their money!...THAT Joel. B...IS OUT OF PRISON AND DAILY PACING BACK AND FORTH AT THE END OF MY DRIVEWAY, NOW IN 2026....that man that police now tell me, people thought was my friend, because he tells everyone he is my best friend... even though I had never heard of him until two years AFTER he went to prison, when the police showed up to tell me they found ALL these documents he'd been keeping for his over twenty years of stalking me family...HIM...he's back....which would explain the sudden return of the UFO nuts, Stephen King imbiciles, and demon hunting idiots with their UFO and witchcraft rumors about me again... I should have known when, the idiot gossip slander rumors started up about me again that Joel B was back... he's always the one who starts and spreads those about me... every single time.)s 

• Don't Be a Stalker