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 DESPEWRATLY trying to buy 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine... this is the woman to watch out for... and this is what she did:

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Do you know who this woman is?
If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

On November 14, 2013, she used a golf club to bash out the brains of my 8-month-old baby Xavier-Octavian Allen. She called herself “Claire” as though she thought I knew her, but I know no one named Claire and had never seen her before. She was about 65 years old and would be around 75 years old today in 2025. The FBI believes the woman who murdered my son is the same woman who hired the backhoe to drive over my house on August 8, 2013, a few weeks before my son’s murder.

So, trigger warning, I had a baby who died, but not like, just died from illness or something expected… my 8 month old baby was murdered in a parking lot, by a random stranger, November 14, 2013, and has not yet been caught or even identified, and the FBI murder investigation has been ongoing for now thirteen years.

I have MS and endometriosis and so getting pregnant at all is difficult I've had 7 miscarriages and then the 8th one the first baby who lives (named Xavier Octavian because he was my 8th baby… all the previous seven were also named Xavier with different middle names, Ocavian means "eighth".

Anyways Xavier Octavian died at 8 months old. He was murdered by a woman with a golf club, she also broke my spine and WHY I'm now in a wheelchair and told I'm unlikely to have more children due to injuries the golf club did to my ovaries (my left ovary is ruptured and has turned into a massive "tumour" that now weights almost thirty pounds. I can not afford the $37,000 surgery to repair my spine nor the $18,000 surgery to remove the tumorous infected ovary.

My doctor tells me that even if I did get pregnant again, it'd be very dangerous to my health and it is highly unlikely I would live through it.

There is an active FBI investigation trying to find the woman who did this to me and murdered my son, but as yet she has not been found and we still don't know who she is or why she attacked.

But also as I am in America and over 45 years old (I am over 50, but the law says 45), so I also can't not adopt a baby. (I am over 50 and when I tried to adopt, was immediately told by the Maine department of human and child services that America has a law where you must be under 45 years old to adopt a child who is not a teenager.)

So this is all very devastating to me. People are like, well get a dog. I have a dog and 3 cats and it is not the same and they just don't understand that.

If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

My house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, on July 4, 2013 and on August 8, 2013 after vandals drove a backhoe over it. The backhoe is still running in this photo, I got home from work while they were doing it and the white haired man jumped out and ran away leaving the backhoe running, until it ran out of gas. It sat in my yard for 6 months until the police finally towed it away.

The FBI believes this woman who crippled me and murdered my baby on November 14, 2013, is connected to the backhoe that illegally drove over my house making me homeless on August 8, 2013. They also believe she is connected to both Ben and a trio of churches in the area known as "Grace Point, Curtis Lake, and New Life".

Between June 2001 and continuing on into 2025, there have been over 200 violent attacks on 146 Portland Ave, Old orchard Beach, Maine, including the beheading of 75 pet roosters April 2007, whose headless bodies were hung in my rosebushes from rope nooses.

The FBI believes ALL of these events are being done in an attempt to drive me off my land. 

According to the FBI, in 2007, a developer went to the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall and filed an illegal building permit for a 27 unit condominium, on my land and CLAIMED to be the owner of my land. This land has been in my family since 1531, we are Native Americans of the Kickapoo tribe and there are more than 500 graves, most dating from the 1500s to 1600s on my land. 

This land has been in my family well over 500 years, and I inherited it from my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen in 1983.

The FBI believes, ALL of the slander/rumours that falsely accuse me of being transgender were ALSO started by this woman who murdered my son, in a further attempt to drive me from my land via working locals of Old Orchard Beach into a trans-hating frenzy.

If you are a real estate agent and ANY ONE contacts you interested in buying 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, PLEASE report that "client" IMMEDIATLY to FBI Agent Andy Drewer, head of my son's murder investigation, and head of the investigation into the 200+ acts of vandalism and hate crimes which have occurred at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine between 2001 to 2025.

If you have ANY information about ANY of the incidents, attacks, vandalisms, and hate crimes that took place between 2001 and 2025, on 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, please give that information to FBI agent Andy Drewer as well.

My land is not for sale and ANY ONE offering to buy it is likely connected to this woman who murdered my son.

If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

ANYONE interested in buying my land has a HIGH PROBABILITY of being hired BY MY SON'S MURDERER, and you MUST send their information to the FBI.

She is the same woman who severed my spine with the same golf club used to murder my baby. She had distinctive two-inch wide stripes in her hair all the way around her head, platinum blond and dark reddish brown, in a pageboy haircut.

If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer,please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

I have 3 broken vertebrae, 3 ruptured discs, a broken sariliac, hip dysplasia (broken hip and broken pelvic bone, with hip bone pushed back into pelvic bone and fused together), in addition to rheumatism in both hips, both knees, and both wrists, as well as MS.

Rheumatism I've had since I was 8.

MS I've had since I was 16.

All the rest was done by the crazy blonde woman with the golf club, November 14, 2013, at Southern Maine Community College. I was also 8 months pregnant and she murdered my son as well. I was paralyzed for 18 months and had to relearn to walk. Her hair was wild extreme unnatural rave style 2 to 3 inch wide platinum blond and dark blonde-brown stripes.

In May 2015 I returned to work, walking minimally with a cane.

On June 24, 2016, the same mystery blond woman with her hair now dyed rusted reddish blond, woman, this time driving a late 1990s vintage gold Volvo station wagon, drove up beside my car, while I was putting groceries in my car at Scarborough Walmart, jumped out, grabbed an empty shopping cart from the shopping cart corral, and attacked again, same as she did with golf club three years earlier. This attack is the one which caused worse damage, and I have still not yet recovered from now in 2025.

That is why I have the cane, walker, rollator, and wheelchair. And which one I use is determined by how much pain I am in at the time I try to stand and move.

She is the one the FBI is looking for. He said he thinks Bruce’s family knows who she is. He said they become alarmigly, agitated, evasive, and violently hostile whenever questioned about her.

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

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Also in recent weeks (November 2025 and December 2025), multiple people have contacted me asking variations of the question: "What ever happened to the bullying awareness website you run, I can't find it anywhere?"

Uhm...???... the what?

This website that you are reading right now is the ONLY website I've ever had.

I have NEVER had another website, bullying awareness or otherwise.

So, I have no clue what is this "bullying awareness" website is that you think I run, but, whatever it is, it ain't me.

I don't know if people are mixing me up with someone else, or if someone has made some sort of site and are pretending to be me, but, this site you are on right now, eelkat.com, was started in 1996 and it is the only website I've ever had. It has always been an author homepage, it as always been the archive for my short stories and novels, and it has never been anything else. 

It has been hosted on GeoCities, Angel Fire, TriPod, FreeWebs, and WordPress and other hosts over the decades, and originally it was:

geocities.com/TheSpaceDock13Network

later AngelFire.com/TheSpaceDock13Network

and TriPod.com/TheSpaceDock13Network

and FreeWebs.com/TheSpaceDock13Network

No matter what service hosted it is was ALWAYS TheSpaceDock13Network

In 2013 I bought the url eelkat.com (it was shorter and easier for people to remember then TheSpaceDock13Network.com) and it has had the eelkat.com url ever since.

SpaceDock13 is the name of the lighthouse the main character of my novels lives in. The site was called SpaceDock13 because it housed the stories about said main character. In fact, the site is STILL called Space Dock 13, that has never changed.

So, I don't know what this "bullying awareness" website it is that several people are looking for and thought was run by me, but, it wasn't my site and I don't know what it was.

February 13, 2026, additional update

Answering question that was sent to me from NextDoor & FaceBook:

I have stage 4 MS (multiple sclerosis). I have had MS since I was 16, though doctors had misdiagnosed it several times, and it was not until I was 42 years old when doctors realized the original diagnoses was wrong. At 42 the diagnosis was changed to "Stage 4 MS" with a mumbled apology of "had this been correctly diagnosed back when you was a teenager, it probably wouldn't have gotten to stage 4 at all, as there is treatment if diagnosed early".

No, I am not able to stand in an upright position for more then an hour or two a day, often I can not stand at all.

Yes, what people keep calling a "rollator" is NOT a rollator. It is a Vocic z51 Transitional Wheelchair, you can look up the model yourself, the company that makes them has several videos and articles on what it does and why it's made.

It is a Vocic z51 Transitional Wheelchair, that is made specifically for people with MS and similar mobility issues. What this means is it is a wheelchair, that has stability bars in its sides (those big square rods that form an A-frame on each side of it), which allows me to put my full weight on it and stand up using it for support. Most wheelchairs are not made with stability bars like this, because they are designed for people who are never or rarely standing up. If you look at the handle bar, it is double sided - meaning 4 handles, instead of 2. 2 forward facing handles so I can hold them and use them to stand up, this allows the chair to be used like a rollator pushed by the patient (me) to use to exercise leg muscles for physical therapy, and 2 backward faceing handles for a caretaker to push the wheelchair while I am sitting. It has the option to have a motor added to it, turning it into a power wheechair as wheel.

This sort of wheelchair is primarily used as physical therapy for wounded soldiers who are relearning to walk. It is the type of wheelchair used for people with MS, POTs, and other similar disorders as well.

As this chair is designed for MS and ALS, it also has the option of adding voice propelled (like what Steven Hawkings used on his wheelchair) via an AI computer; these feature is for people whom have lost use of their arms, and are using it as a powerchair, but can not push the power buttons with their hands, so can voice activate the chair to move on it's own. The company makes several other different features and add ons for this chair, each designed for use by people with different illnesses. But I am only familar with it's MS specific features, as those are the ones I need it for.

Because it is designed to be a wheelchair 90% of it's usage time and only typically used as a rollator for under two hours a day, it features a layered memory foam seat designed for sitting in 4+ hours to a time.

It is what is known in mobility aid communities as a "transport wheelchair" or an "ambulatory wheelchair", so if you've ever heard of this device before, that is likely the term you would have heard. This "name" come from the fact that they are used by people who travel a lot, for example someone who is a CosPlayer and travels to a lot of conventions, would have this sort of wheelchair because it's smaller and lighter then a typical more standard wheelchair (only 32" wide and only 50lbs, vrs most wheelchairs are much wider and can weight over 200lbs), and can be folded down "small-ish) to fit in a car (maybe) (mine does not fit in either my Volvo or either of my parents' cars, thus why I have a wheelchair trailer for it on the back of my Volvo; I have only 1 friends who has a car this fits in, so it's NOT as easily fit into most cars as the company advertises it to be... it also is too wide to fit through MOST doors of MOST houses, and only fits through just ONE door of our apartment building).

Because I primarily sell my  books (novels, print/paperbacks) out of tent/booths at carnivals, car shows, festivals, comicbook conventions, state fairs, ect, the need to be able to have a wheelchair I can both take in my car and sit in for 4+ hours to a time, was a primary factor in choose this particular make/model wheelchair over the dozen+ others like it by other companies. So, yes, when you see me at LaKermeese or PortCon or Yarmouth Clam Festival or Moxie Festival or the Autism Awareness Car Show or the Saco Spirit Car show, yes, this wheelchair is in fact what I am sitting in. I can not use folding chair or seating provided by most such events.

While I am able to stand up and walk a few feet with a cane, the distance is so short, that I can not even make it half way down the distance of my driveway.

For a few months in late 2023/early 2024, I was able to walk around the block with only a cane, which doctors at the time thought was reversal symptoms caused by medications, however, an MS flareup in summer 2024, reversed whatever that was, and I've not been able to walk with a cane since. Doctors have been unable to determine why a brief period of heightened mobility happened or why is just as suddenly went away, my doctors explanation was the shrug and say "It's MS, it does that sometimes". It was innitally thought to be a sign of improvment caused by medication, and later decided to be "just one of those things MS does sometimes".

Attempts to sit in a upright position for more then a couple hours a day cause severe flare ups and paralyze. For example, on January 31, we went to see the Iron Lung movie, it was not until February 4 (4 days later) that I was able to sit in an upright position again, and it was February 7 (7 days later) before I was able to stand up again. This is because the amount of exertion on my nerves and muscles, that was requires to sit unmoving for a 2 hout long movie. This side effect is WHY it had been 13 years since the last time I have gone to a movie. I simply can not sit up for a space of 2+ hours without serious debilitating side effects that last for a week or more.

MS has variable symptoms by person, depending on which nerves have eroded holes in them. Yes, that is what MS does: it is literally holes in your nerves, This is like if you punched holes into electric wires of your table lamp and then had intermittent connections, where sometimes your lights came on, other times the lamps flicker, and other times no connection ability of turn on the lights at all. MS is like that. So depended on where the lesions have occurred a person can have different symptoms. For me my legs (both), left arm, and left hand are where the worst of the "nerve hole legions" impact.

Additionally I have rheumatoid arthritis (diagnosed at age 4, this is a lifelong thing, that grew worse in recent years). It is in my primarily hip and shoudlers. My right leg bone is fully fused to my right hip bone, there is no cartalage; this is why I drag my right leg and can not put any substantial weight on it. This leg gets progressivly shorter, due to the top of my leg bone slowly pushing it's way up higher into the socket joint of my hip. My leg is about a 1/4" shorter now, then it was 20 years ago, so i's a slow getting shorter, but this is also who I am unable to simple "stand up" aka, the shortened leg causes balance issues and attempts to stand up (without a mobility aid) cause me to immediately topple top heavily to the right and fall over. This is why I have used a cane, staff, or walking stick since I was just six years old, aka my whole life.

In 2013 my condition grew dramatically worse when, a still yet unidentified woman wielding a golf club, should up at the Buglight Lighthouse Art Studio Parking Lot of Southern Maine Community College, November 14, 2013, at a few minutes past 10PM. I was leaned over into the back seat of my Volvo putting my easle and pait bag in my car, when someone screaming "I'm Clair!" showed up behind me. I did not have time to turn around to see who was yelling or why, before she started beating me with a golf club. I was 8 month pregnent, with my 8th pregnacy, and my 1st pregnancy to reach 5 months+ without a misscarrige. He attack, caused a labour and beat my baby's head in on the parking lot with her golf club, seconds after he was born, her golf club also, broke 3 vertebrae of my spine, broke my hip, broke my pelvis, and broke my knee.

However, the current state I am in now, happened June 26, 2016 at the Scarborough Walmart parking lot, when the same woman, this time with a early 1990s gold Volvo station wagon, pulled up beside my Volvo while I was taking bags of groceries out of a shopping cart and putting them in my car. She leaped out of the gold Volvo, grabbed the shopping cart, and started using it as a battering ram to hit me, while accusing me of being transgender and yelling "That's EelKat she tried to kill my husband!" She was dragged away by a red hair woman, and they both left in the gold Volvo station wagon. This event severed my spinal column, leaving my quadriplegic, ZERO use of my arms or legs at all, and is the injury from which I am currently doing physical therapy to regain use of my arms and legs. It is also why I have not been online for a decade, and why you are only just starting to see me return to the internet after so many years not online.

This attack happened 2 days after I had surgery (June 24, 2016) so that I could talk (I was born near mute, unable to open my jaw or form words, I was not able to start forming clear word sounds until December of 2016, so I was not physically able to call out for help during either attack.

I am also legally blind, born that way; without glasses I can see only eight inches; with glasses I can see around seven feet. So I did not see her approach in either atack.

I am also nearly deaf, again, since birth, suffering from a tonal distortion, meaning I can only hear certain pitches that are very high (for example I can hear a bird singing from quite a distance, but I can not hear someone talking just a few inches from me). So I did not hear her approach in either attack, and am not able to clearly make out what she said to me.

These two attacks (2013 and 2016) are WHY I now have a camera that records 24/7.

I know no one named Clair and I've no clue who this woman is or why she attacked either time. She'd be about 80 years old now in 2026 though and the FBI has an active tip hotline for anyone who has any information leading to her arrest. She's wanted both for crippling me and murdering my son.

I have had agoraphobia most of my life, and from 1983 until 2010 had rarely been outside. From 2010 to 2013 I attended Southern Maine Community College 3 times a week as therapy to try to learn out to go outside and talk to people. It was my first time attending school, I had not gone to grade school or high school, so my first year at collage was all adult education remedial classes for learning basics so I could get a GED and take the actual college courses.

Meaning, I have NEVER had interactions with Humans EVER in the forty years prior to 2010 or the decade+ since 2013, so I have ZERO people I know outside of the friends I made in college.

ZERO.

NONE.

And among the things this woman said were "you were just like this in high school" which immediatly proves she has me mixed up with someone else, as I NEVER went to school at all.

These two attacks (2013 and 2016) are WHY I now have a camera that records 24/7.

As of right now February 2026:

-I had full function of my right thumb and two right fingers. Partial movement of the right ring and pinkie fingers. Very stiff, limited movement without any grip strength of all my left fingers and left hand. I can move my right arm on limited levels, but I can not lift my arm up high enough to brush my hair. I can briefly raise my arm upright, but it locks my fingers into a stiff straight position, and I can not bend them, aka I can pick up a hair brush, but raising my arm high enough to brush my hair caused my hand to ungrip and drop the brush This is nerve damage and may or may not improve.

-Neither of my legs has either the nerve function or the muscle strength to hold me up more then a few minutes, this is the primary reason I can not walk. Putting my weight onto the wheelchair allows me to shift my weight off my legs and onto the wheelchair, which gives me brief, limited abilty to walk short distances, but so far, not more then a couple hundred yards. As of right now I can make it from the driveway to the railroad tracks, about 750 feet, in a space of around an hour (most people take under 5 minutes to walk that distance). I am usually able to do this twice a day if a take a four hour nap after he first attempt.

-I can not lift either leg up high enough to use stairs. My leg lifts to a height of under 2 inches, while most stairs are 6 to 8 inches per step. I am ONLY able to use stairs IF another person PHYSICALLY CARRIES ME up the stairs. Yes, even if it is just 2 or 3 steps and not a full stair case. i have ZERO ability to use stairs AT ALL. I can not even lift my leg up high enough to step up onto the curb of a sidewalk, and require a person with me to lift me up over the curb, if there is no ramp on the sidewalk.

-While I had gone to culinary school and used to work on a food truck, and had at one point planned to open my own restaurant... I am no longer able to cook MOST foods, because of not being able to lift a pot of water. this has seriously changed my diet as EVERYTHING requiring being cooking in boiling water, I physically can no longer make. And something like a frozen pizzza, is also too heavy for my to lift. with only 2 fully functioning fingers on one hand, I can still cut vegetables with a knife, and with the way my left arm hangs unusable at my side but forarm bent, i am able to use my left arm like a tray to sort of carry things... BUT... not being able to stand unaided, I have to hold on to walls or tables or chairs, when trying to cook. I am right now stubbornly still attempting to cook, but, I would estimate that in under two years, I will no longer be able to either cook or feed myself at all and so likely will need to look into hiring a live in caretaken within the next 24 months. I don't seem to have any other option.

-I am in bed 18+ hours a day and it can take an hour or more to sit upright in bed and even longer to try to stand up.

-I used a combination of AI voice to text software and my two usable fingers to type this and everything I type, thus why spelling can be quite bad at times.

Does that answer your questions?

Also, most people don't like answering medical related questions, I'm not most people, but you might want to consider that when asking others questions like you asked me.

The golf club woman who called herself Clair as she looked November 14, 2013. Her hair is a weird chin leangth pageboy (very Medival style cut) platinum blonde with wide brown/black dyed stripes in it (like a reverse of Lily Munster, but the stripes are several, almost like a zebra). I am 5'6" and she was a LOT taller then me, like closer to the height of a man; she had thin lips like a man, and large nose like a man... she COULD have been a man disguised as a woman, given the ease with which she severed my spine....she's is a LOT stronger then is typical for a woman). She was wearing a chambre blue denim "blazer jacket over shirt" and a button up mens shirt (possibly flannel) and blue jeans. The bulk of her yelling was focused on accusing me of being transgender, even while ripping my baby out of my 8 month pregnant belly and bashing his head in with a golf club. Given her screaming "I'm Claire!" and yelling "you transvestite freak" at me, I'm wondering if it was a man, pretending to be someone named Claire and having internal issues with his own being dressed as a woman? Based on how excessively wrinkled her face was I would guess her age to be 60 to 70, but could be younger if a heavy smoker or younger if was wearing age makeup. If her age is guessed by wrinkles on face, she'd be around 80 years old now in 2026.

The golf club woman who called herself Clair as she looked November 14, 2013. Her hair is a weird chin leangth pageboy (very Medival style cut) platinum blonde with wide brown/black dyed stripes in it (like a reverse of Lily Munster, but the stripes are several, almost like a zebra). I am 5'6" and she was a LOT taller then me, like closer to the height of a man; she had thin lips like a man, and large nose like a man... she COULD have been a man disguised as a woman, given the ease with which she severed my spine....she's is a LOT stronger then is typical for a woman). She was wearing a chambre blue denim "blazer jacket over shirt" and a button up mens shirt (possibly flannel) and blue jeans. The bulk of her yelling was focused on accusing me of being transgender, even while ripping my baby out of my 8 month pregnant belly and bashing his head in with a golf club.

The Claire woman as she looked during her shoping cart attack at Scarborough WalMart June 2016, the attack with left me paralyzed and in a wheelchair. Her hair was dyed dark red, and she drove away in a gold Volvo 240 Station Wagon of a late 1980s/early1990s model, with a "458" on the lisnce plate.

Claire woman as she looked when she attacked at PortCon June 2023 at the Hilton Hotel, at the Round One at the Maine Mall, and at my dad's apartment in Biddeford. (the green hair was a cheap dollar store style clown wig)(the purple hair was a comb in caulk dye)

This woman is pure evil.

If you know evil is going on and you do nothing about it, are you not also evil?

If you stand by doing nothing, when evil happens, are you not supporting that evil by allowing it to continue?

You can not stand by silent about evil you witnessed, unless you support that evil being done.

If you know evil is going on and you turn a blind eye to it, you are evil.

People always ask why I have a video recorder running 24/7. Watch these 4 videos of The Scarborough Walmart.

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I have a video recorder running 24/7. Because this parking lot is where I was attacked a second time by the woman who crippled me with the golf club at Southern Maine Community College in 2013 (who also murdered my 8-month-old son at the same time) this is the location of her 2nd attack, the July 2016 attack with a shopping cart, the attack that left me in a wheelchair and despite over 200 "security cameras" and signs saying there are cameras in use... the police did not find even ONE actual REAL camera. Every "security camera" on this building and parking lot was ALL fake "dummy cameras" and that is why there is no video footage of my son's murderer.

I started carrying a camera 24/7 the very next day after Scarborough police informed me they could not identify the blonde woman who attacked me or her gold Volvo 240GL station wagon, because EVERY CAMERA at this store's parking lot was an empty case with no real camera inside it. My son would be 12 years old this Christmas 2025, and his murderer walks free, still unidentified because this parking lot did not have real cameras.

Those things that look like cameras on the building and light poles, are fake, according to the Scarborough Police Department. That is why I have a camera running 24/7, because my son's killer walks free because there was no camera the day we were attacked.

update: March 1, 2026

So I had a strange encounter, on Main Street, the street parallel to and one over from South Street, on the end towards Elm Street near the Biddeford Library.

I’m listing where this happened, because maybe someone here knows who this man is or what he is talking about? I list the location, because given what he was carrying (a huge stack of about 300+ sheets of copy paper, that seem to be computer printouts?), and how he was dressed (no coat and only slippers on his feet) I assume that he ran out of his house to yell at me when he saw me walk by, so I’m assuming he lives right in this area as, and so maybe someone here knows who he is or what it is he is talking about? He is a very tall (well over 6 feet, maybe close to 6’4” - I’ve an uncle that height and this guy was close to that range) and very elderly (maybe late 80s like my dad, though looks older than my dad, so maybe 90s?)

It just seems really bizarre and I’m wondering, if this person emailing him is the same one who was making a lot of Reddit and FaceBook accounts and pretending to be me, that entire ten years of when I was not online because I was paralized? It certainly sounds like her, given the weird alien and monster talk that guy says she was doing in her emails to him.

The FBI still has not found out who it was who closed out all my bank accounts and stole all my money (I found out about it in 2023, but it happens sometime between 2013 and 2023, because I had been paralized and had not used my bank accounts that entire time; in 2023 when I was first starting to relearn to walk I went to the back and was told my accounts had been closed all the money withdrawn, and the bank said because it had happened more than 6 months prior their system had auto deleted all records, so they had no way to find out who did it or when they did it). The FBI thinks the woman who has been impersonating me on social networks online is probably the same one who is impersonating me offline locally and likely is the person who closed my bank accounts (the accounts were started in 1979 and had no digital access, they could only be accessed in person, so the bank knows it was done by someone who physically went into the bank building).

Anyways, it occurred to me that the person emailing this man, might be the person the FBI is looking for about my stolen money, but I did not think of it at the time, and now I don’t know how to find the man to see if he’ll forward all those emails he got to the FBI agent in charge of the investigation.

So here’s what happened: I’m walking along, as I do, when suddenly I hear someone yelling. “Hey! Hey! Hey!” Someone flagging someone down. And I stop to see what’s going on. This man trots up behind me and says:

“You gotta stop sending me all these emails.”

I ask: “What?” not sure if I heard him right… see… I don’t have email.

He repeats himself, adding words: “You gotta stop sending me all these emails about cryptids.”

I say to him: “I don’t use email and I don’t know who you are.”

Then he starts listing off a lot of words that I have no clue what any of them were, it sounds like a gibberish made up language with a few random English words mixed in. (I quickly learn it is not another language though)

I say to him: “I am still new to learning American English, I don’t know it well, and I don’t know slang words or street lingo at all. I can’ tell what you are saying. I don’t know those words.”

He stops flipping through the papers and stares at me with this stunned look on his face.

He says: “You wrote these emails.”

I say: “I already told you, I don’t use email. Whoever emailed you, it wasn’t me. I think you got me mixed up with someone else.”

He says: “But Etiole?”

Confused, I say: “Which one? The fictional Eel MerMan from my novels or the local homeless WW2 veteran that everyone around here calls an alien or demon because he has dwarfism and they refuse to believe he’s human.”

He stares at me silent again before saying: “Aren’t you EelKat?”

I say: “People call me that.”

He says: “Call you… wait… don’t you call yourself that?”

Me: “No.”

Him: “Why not?”

Me: “Why would I? EelKat is a fictional character from my novels.”

He is silent again, stares down at the stack of papers, looks back up at me, then says: “You’re not EelKat?”

Me: “No. I just told you. EelKat isn’t real. She’s a fictional black cat who belongs to a fiction Elf wizard in a novel I wrote back in 1978. I’ve not even used her as a character in any of my  books in over thirty years.”

He starts babbling weird gibberish words again, making me think he’s some sort of deranged raving lunatic… but it turns out he is reading one of the sheets of paper because he stops and says: “You didn’t write that?”

I say: “I don’t even know what language it is.”

He says: “It’s cryptids"

I say: “I don’t know how to write cryptographs."

He says: “No. Cryptids.”

I say: “I don’t know what that is.”

He starts listing off words again, that again I don’t know what they are. He stops and stares at me like he’s expecting me to know what he said.

I stand there waiting, as he is blocking the path and I can’t get by him, as normally I would have kept going. This is not the first time someone has come up to me yelling strange gibbering words like this before, and my usual assumption is to assume the person is nuts, drunk, or on drugs, but this guy has blocked the path and I can not get past him.

He flips through the papers and pulls out another on, again starts spouting off a lot of words I do not know, so again, I don’t know what he said.

He puts that page down and is now looking very confused, just as confused looking as I am myself feeling.

He’s no longer yelling at me, and is now talking in normal voice and says: “You really didn’t write that did you?”

I say: “I don’t know what language it is.”

He says: “But you email me every week, almost every day, you done it for years now.”

I say again: “I do not have email. It’s not possibly for me to email you. I don’t use email. And I also don’t know who you are.”

He says: “How do you not know me? Everyone knows me.”

I assume at that point he must be famous or something, by the way he said it. So i respond with:

“I don’t have a TV. I lived without electricity and plumbing for the first forty years of my life. I’m only just now starting to learn that most Americans own mirrors and toilets. It’s highly unlikely I would know anyone famous as I have never had access to such things."

He goes: “What about Stephen King?”

I say: “I don’t know him either. I know his fans like to show up in my yard and tell me that he thinks my car is haunted. Apparently he wrote a  book about me and my car and gave out my home address on some late night tv show, because his fans all say that’s how they found my home address.”

He goes: “You don’t know who Stephen King is?”

I say: “No. Should I?”

He says: “You talk about Stephen King all the time” he waves the stack of papers around in the air over his head. “You’re like his biggest fan or something.”

I say: “I don’t know who he is. I only know his name at all because ever since 1997 I’ve had to near daily call the police to drag his fans out of my yard, because they claim I’m “Stephen King’s Gypsy Witch, the real live Gypsy he based his movie Gypsy off of” and they say my car is “The Real Christine the World’s Most Haunted Car”, but near as i cam tell Stephen King is one of those crazy UFO nuts who believes my homeless WW2 veteran friend is an alien because, my friend is a midget, he has dwarfism, so people call him an alien. I let him sleep in my car at night, that’s why people think my car is haunted.”

He says: “YOU don’t think your car is haunted?”

I say: “No, only stupid people think that. There’s no such thing as ghosts or aliens or demons. Crazy people believe crazy things about my car.”

He goes silent again for a moment then says: “You… don’t… you don’t… you don’t believe in aliens?”

I say: “There is plenty of scientific evidence that there is no possible way for aliens to reach earth, because of how many hundreds of thousands of years it would take for a ship to get here. Scientists have proven that over and over again, only uneducated people believe in aliens. It’s foolish to believe in aliens.”

He says: “You know about lightyears?”

I say: “I took astrophysics in college. I write a Sci-Fi series about an Elf Merchant from the 40th century who travels Star Trek like to other galaxies. I wanted to know if the type of space travel his ship used was plausible. It wasn’t, so I made him be a wizard who powered his ship by magic spells instead.”

He stars at his stack of papers again: Then says: “But what about all the cryptid sightings?”

I say: “I don’t know what that is.”

He says: “These emails you keep sending me!” Waves papers around again.

I say: “I already told you, I don’t have email. It’s not physically possible for me to email you as I do not use email at all. I did not send you or anyone else any emails.”

He says: “But the cryptids!”

I say: “I don’t know what that means.”

He says: “CRYPTIDS! You talk about cryptids all the time!”

I say: “I don’t know what a cryptid is, so I can not very well talk about it. I really think you have me mixed up with someone else.”

He FINALLY, explains in long detail, that the weird gibberish words he’s been listing off for the past 15 minutes are names of cryptids, and apparently he is some famous cryptologist researcher or so he said, and I again told him that I still don’t know what any of those words mean.

He says a word then looks at me, like he’s waiting for a response.

Then he says: “Don’t you know what that is?”

Me: “No, I already told you whatever language you are speaking, I don’t know it.”

He says: “It’s not a language, it’s the Latin word for BigFoot.”

I say: “Ahhh. BigFoot.” I nod and make a mental note that this guy is probably crazy and I should now reach for my pepper spray and no sane person believes in BigFoot..but I say out load: “Then why didn’t you just say BigFoot?”

He says: “Because you are the one who wrote this email to me and you say ____.”

I say again: “I do not have an email, so I can not email anyone and I don’t know who YOU even are, so even if I could email anyone why would I email YOU?”

He says: “Because you’re EelKa!”

I say: “No I’m not. EelKat isn’t real.”

He goes: “He goes, what do you mean EelKat isn’t real, I’m talking to you right now!”

I say: “But I’m not EelKat. I’m Wendy. EelKat is a talking cat from a Science Fiction novel that I published forty-seven years ago.”

He goes: “You keep emailing me about these cryptids you keep finding!”

I say: “I don’t believe in monsters. And I keep telling you, I DO NOT HAVE AN EMAIL! I don’t know who is emailing you, but it isn’t me.”

At that point, I backed up and made it to a space in the path big enough to turn around, and went back to my apartment as quickly as possible, because I don’t know who this guy is, but all his talk about cryptics, aliens, and other fictional bull shit that he was treating as real, was starting to freak me out. One of my uncles was a member of Heaven’s Gate, and so I developed at HUGE PTSD of anyone who believes in aliens, ufos, or other fictional things that they treat as real, and once I realized this guy was one of those types, it was triggering my PTSD really bad so I just had to get away from him…

but now… I’m wondering… who in the heck was emailing him and using the name of a character (EelKat) from one of my old novels to do so?

It just seems really bizarre and I’m wondering, if this person emailing him is the same one who was making a lot of Reddit and FaceBook accounts and pretending to be me, that entire ten years of when I was not online because I was paralized? It certainly sounds like her, given the weird alien and monster talk that guy says she was doing in her emails to him.

The FBI still has not found out who it was who closed out all my bank accounts and stole all my money (I found out about it in 2023, but it happens sometime between 2013 and 2023, because I had been paralized and had not used my bank accounts that entire time; in 2023 when I was first starting to relearn to walk I went to the back and was told my accounts had been closed all the money withdrawn, and the bank said because it had happened more than 6 months prior their system had auto deleted all records, so they had no way to find out who did it or when they did it). The FBI thinks the woman who has been impersonating me on social networks online is probably the same one who is impersonating me offline locally and likely is the person who closed my bank accounts (the accounts were started in 1979 and had no digital access, they could only be accessed in person, so the bank knows it was done by someone who physically went into the bank building).

Anyways, it occurred to me that the person emailing this man, might be the person the FBI is looking for about my stolen money, but I did not think of it at the time, and now I don’t know how to find the man to see if he’ll forward all those emails he got to the FBI agent in charge of the investigation.

Some thoughts:

1 Who is doing the most amount of die hard gaslighting of locals, trying to convince them that my family is white? 

That person is likely working with the woman who has been impersonating me around Old Orchard Beach, Saco, and Biddeford the past 13 years while I have been paraplegic, bedridden, and so paralyzed I could not go outside that entire time. 

It is known that the woman impersonating me is white and had to convince locals I was white in order to pass herself off as me.

2 Who is doing the most amount of die hard gaslighting of locals, trying to convince them that I am not disabled,  not legally blind since birth , not almost deaf since birth, not mute since  birth and only recently gained the ability to talk after my July 24, 2016 surgery? 

That person is likely working with the woman who has been impersonating me around Old Orchard Beach, Saco, and Biddeford the past 13 years while I have been paraplegic, bedridden, and so paralyzed I could not go outside that entire time. 

It is known that the woman impersonating me is not in a wheelchair, not blind, not deaf, and not mute, and had to convince locals I was not disabled in order to pass herself off as me.

3 Who is doing the most amount of die hard gaslighting of locals, trying to convince them that I am a member of the Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints? 

I am not now, nor have I ever been a member of the Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, nor have I ever attended that church. My mother was a member of that church in the later 1990s or early 2000s, I'm not sure the exact year, in 2010 I gave her a ride to that church on 3 different Sundays while her car was broken down. Those are the only times I've ever been to that church and it was simply to drop her off.

Since 1975 I have been a member of the Cape Elizabeth Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. It is the ONLY church I have EVER been a member of my entire life. I am STILL a member of that church. From 1975 until becoming paralyzed November 2013 I never missed a single service at that church. I only have not attended since becoming paralyzed, because I have been paralyzed and unable to attend. I am only now just starting to relearn to walk since 2021 and am not yet able to move enough to to yet return to church attendance, as that church is well over an hour drive away, it is NOT local.

Whomever it is who is so desperately trying to convince locals i am a member of the Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, That person is likely working with the woman who has been impersonating me around Old Orchard Beach, Saco, and Biddeford the past 13 years while I have been paraplegic, bedridden, and so paralyzed I could not go outside that entire time. 

It is known that the woman impersonating me is not in a has been attending The Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and asking for money for a fraudulent house building fund raiser and had to convince locals I was a member  of The Scao Ward Church in order to pass herself off as me.

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

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.

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...

Update April 10, 2026

I am annoyed so, im going to rant about what is annoying me. I ain't got no one offline i can talk to about it so, I'm gonna post it here, maybe someone here can understand why this situation is so annoying to me. Maybe it happens to others locally too? I don’t know if its a common thing to happen to everyone in the area or not, but its happened to me so many tomes now and it's just really annoying. Trigger warning… topic is religion. Specially local bigotry some local religions have against my religion, and how annoying it is they won't stop thinking they can call me evil and accuse me of being a witch.

You know, I do deeply dislike when people think "person A belongs to religion B, therefore they practice evil actions C, D, and E" Insert any person of any religion and any actions onto the blanks, and out there somewhere is someone who believes it… but my point it, i practice parts of three different religions, because I don't fully believe in 100% of any one religion, and each of those three religions has various people who believe various parts of each to be some form or another of "evil" and so i am constantly dealing with someone (several different someones), who feel that their religion gives them the right to march up to me at random, and tell me some form of my religion is "evil", I need to "repent", whatever.

But the most annoying one that happens to me (and just happened again today) is in regards to the "witchcraft" and "curses".

I know absolutely nothing about either witchcraft or curses, so I am often left confused and wondering what they are even talking about.

Like recently a few weeks age, someone came up to me, angry about some holiday, spring solstice or something, is what they called it, I'm not sure if that's the actual name or just what they called it, but anyways, they were mad at me, because according to them, I am a "witch" and its a holiday I supposedly celebrated.

Thing is, I'm a Mormon, have been since 1975, so fifty-one years now, and I was born into a 5th generation "fundy-type" branch of Mormonism… not the one people usually think of (most people think of Utah/Salt Lake City one founded by Brigham Young; but I'm part of the Missouri one founded by Joseph Smith, they are not the same church, Joseph Smith never was in Utah, and never had any involvement in the Utah church, which is the bigger Mormon church, and the one most people think of when they think of Mormos…

…which is also why it is silly for people to think i attend the Saco Ward Church, the Saco Ward church (Saco, Maine across from Thornton Academy) is part of the Utah Church, and has dozens of congregations in Maine, but the reasonI have to drive over an hour to get to my church in Cape Elizabeth (Cape Elizabeth, Maine, The one on the side street by The Portland Headlight, Lighthouse), is because it has only three congregations in Maine… I do not know how or why the rumours got started claiming that I am a member of the Saco Ward Church, but just know that anyone saying I belong to or attend the Saco Ward Church is lying to you, because, I've not only never been a member, I've also never attended it, AND its not even the same religion as the type of Mormon religion I do belong to! …

….to make it even more confusing, the Cape Elizabeth Ward of the Church of Christ meets in the Portland Ward BUILDING of the LDS Utah church… which is WHY when people say "oh, so you'rea memberof the Portland Ward" I always correct them and say "No, Im a member of the Cape Elizabeth Ward that meets in the Portland Ward building. ) , aka the one i am part of is NOT the one that sends out missionaries... meaning the one that doesn't celebrate holidays.

While members who follow the (Utah with missionaries) Mormon church founded by Brigham Young, do celebrate some holidays… us members who follow the (Missouri with missionaries) Mormon religion founded by Joseph Smiths do NOT celebrate holidays.

Meaning I do not celebrate holidays. Not Christmas, not Easter, not birthdays, nothing, none, no holidays at all. I don't even know the names of most holidays celebrated by most people. Which is why I'm not sure if the holiday name they were saying is the actual name or not.

So calling me a witch and accusations of celebrating a holiday related to witchcraft, is just plain silly.

Anyways, today, I get the other annoying one, the one where, someone thinks I'm a witch and know curses, and so they want to hire me to cast curses for them! UGH!

People overjoyed at thinking I'm a witch are just as annoying as the ones hateful of witches.

So, I mentioned I was born in a branch of Mormonism, right? Well, I also grew up with Voodoo (2 grandparents), Huna (1 grandparent), and Scottish Faerie Faith (1 grandparent), so I ended up with practicing a blend of all four as an adult.

And the one that was being focused on today is the Voodoo religion. What happened was the request for me to make them a "Voodoo doll" because they are mad at someone and want to "send karma" back at them by sticking pins in a doll.

Thing is, doll babies (as they are correctly called) are for healing, not curses. Red pins are to remove sickness, yellow pins are to draw in healing. That is the ACTUAL practice. It has absolutely nothing to do with curses or hurting people or sending harm or summoning karma. All that curses and harm stuff comes from Hollywood movies, not from the actual Voodoo religion.

And Voodoo is a religion. A Christian religion at that. A very peaceful, non-violent religion. A religion that is so similar to the Catholic religion, that it is sometimes called "Folk Catholicism". It is a Christian religion that combines the ATR Vodu (the much older pre colonial religion Voodoo is based off of) with Catholic Christianity.

I am so sick of the "voodoo doll curses and death spell" bull shit lies people spread about the Voodoo religion.

I am equally sick of people storming up to me, telling me they are mad at someone, and demanding I make them a "Voodoo doll" so they can "stick pins in it".

Why do people blindly believe the fantasy bull shit lies movies say Voodoo is, instead of doing some research to find out what Voodoo really is?

But also, why is everyone so obsessed with (my) religion at all?

I'm not out trying to convert anybody, because I believe everyone has different beliefs that are best for them. I don't believe in a "one true religion" so I also don't understand why people feel the need to try to convert me to their religion.

It is perfectly fine by me for everyone to have any religion they want, or no religion if they do not want one.

My point is, I just don't understand why it is such a common thing for everyone to feel the need to tell me my religion is wrong, my religion is evil, my religion is witchcraft, my religion is curses, or whatever else they come up with the acuse me and/or my religion of being.

I'm not trying to convert anyone to my religion, so why are so many people obsessed with trying to convert me to theirs?

And my religion neither practices nor believes in casting curses or sending harmful karma at people, so why do so many people try to get me to make "Voodoo dolls" or cast curses for them.

It's really annoying that 90% of the people I encounter think I'm a witch and/or think I am some sort of "witch for hire" that they can buy curses from.

It's all so very annoying. I wish there weren't so many negative stereotypes out there about so many religions. I wish so many people wouldn't treat religion like their personal excuse to harass others.

I don't know is it just really common for people around here to do this to everyone of evey religion, or is it just that I'm part of two fairly uncommon Christo-Pagan religions that this keeps happening to me?

omg, and let's not even get started on my primary religion practice: Scottish Faerie Faith which is real close to Wicca and has no connection to Christianity at all and is straight up olde school paganism and REALLY gets local church members going wild accusations at me. :(

I'm just really frustrated that my beliefs being predominantly pagan, but also slightly Christian, seems to make everyone around me think its open season on giving me their (usually hateful) opinions. Like why can't people just mind their own business and why is my religion any business of theirs to begin with?

We are left to assume the woman impersonating me is friends or family of the woman who murdered my son... the FBI says they believe the woman impersonating me to be connected to the Sanford Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and they say she drives a large newish black sedan, either a Cadillac, Lincoln, or Buik, or a make that looks like those, such as a Lexus (FBI says witnesses always describe her with a big black car but that each witness says a differant make), they say she is a woman likely in her 30s to 40s (much younger then me) has dark shoulder length wavy hair, and is a white woman. The FBI says she is most often reported being encountered in Pine Point and Scarborough.... I have not seen her myself, so I have no clue how accurate witnesses who claim to have seen her are.

We know that in addition to being the one trying to buy my land, and being the one starting the voodoo curses and "sea witch of old orchard beach" and "witch for hire" rumors, and the rumors claiming I am a member of the saco Ward Church, that this Claire woman who murdered my son and crippled me, also:

.... started rumors claiming I was transgender, in her attempts to say there was no baby on account of my being "a man in a dress" (her term), even though I am a cis-female and was pregnent when she attacked!

We know she started rumors saying my car was haunted... my car was demon possessed... my best friend (a homeless WW2 war veteran) is an alien... and that I was abducted by aliens... in addition to starting the rumors calling me a witch... even though I don't believe in aliens, ghosts, demons, hauntings, or ufos...

We know she started the Stephen King rumors as well, which started about 30 days after my son's murder... I don't know Sephen King, and had never heard of him until his fans started showing up in responce to these rumors.... and I'm still uncertain what exactly these rumours even are, I just know I'm getting flooded with Stephen King fans showing up in my yard looking for Sephen King and babbling weird shit about my yard being his vacation home or something? ..???... I don't get it, none of them is ever clear on what they are talking about and are always hyped up looking to get Stephen King's autograph.

And...aparently too there are some rumors about stolen cats, and her claim that there was no baby because I am talking about cats? (My mom's ex husband Wayne Witten, had 7 cats that were stolen in 2015, and there was a big court case over it... I can only assume she is talking about that and for some reason trying to say his cats were mine? I don't know. I can't think of what else this cat rumor could be refering to).

...

In any case, the FBI believes this "Claire" woman who murdered my son to be the source of starting ALL of those rumors... the FBI believes she is doing so to try to convince locals I'm crazy/mentally unstable on grounds of "Look she believes in aliens, she believs her car is haunted, etc".

This woman has taken to massive levels of slander, libal, and spear champainging, all in huge gaslighting misdirection attempts to make people forget:

1 - that on August 8, 2013 a backhoe drove over my house

2 - that on November 14, 2013 my son was murdered and I was crippled.

We don't know if there are other additional rumors, gossip, slander, and libal being started and spread by her about me or not, as many of these things I am only just now finding out about, and aparently they've been being spread like wildfire around York County, Maine for over a decade now, without my knowing about it.

My house at 146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, July 4, 2013 vs August 8, 2013... never forget this is what transphobes of Maine do to pregnant cis women whom they falsely accuse of being transgender....my house July 4, 2013, picture taken because we were also done building the baby room on the back of the building - notice the building permit for said baby room in the window. vs my house August 8, 2013, only 30 days later, when a deranged lunatic drove over it with a backhoe AND had a dump truck haul it away... while I was gone to work ... only 90 days before the same people who were there in my yard with the backhoe, would arrive at the college November 14, 2013 and murder the baby the room was being built for after demolishing said baby room.

Update April 18, 2026

Should I just upload all 7,000 pages of the FBI files of my son's murder investigation? And where? And how? It's been 13 years since Xavier was murdered and I feel like the FBI is dragging their feet and getting no where, and I wonder, would it not just be faster if I made the file public so people could see for themselves the names of how many people the FBI has found in Scarborough, Old Orchard, Saco, Biddeford, and the surrounding towns… who had a KNOWN AND VERIFIED connection to either my son's murder, particularly through their obsession with the house that the backhoe drove over, an event that left me homeless WHILE I was 5 months pregnant with the baby they later murdered… does it not seem like more eyes on the files, would lead to faster arrest of the murderer?

So, seeing how there is of late, an increasing number of people, both online and offline, contacting me to say "Yes, I too was told you were a member of the Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints", and in each case, then just randomly being told this by a stranger they say they did not know, and did not know why the person randoml;y told them this…

So, seeing how its been happening a lot, I contacted the church in question…

…and this make a BIG change in the motive behind the slander… because the FBI has been saying they believed the slander was being done by friends and family of my son's murderer… note that my son was murdered on November 14, 2013.

…keep that date in mind and let's continue:

So, seeing how its been happening a lot, I contacted the church in question…and guess what…according to them, in 2010, THREE YEARS BEFORE my son was murdered, someone, contacted them, and REQUESTED my records to be transferred from my church (The Cape Elizabeth Ward of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, the church I have attended and been a member of since 1975, and I have never gone to any other church in 51 years), my church records: baptism records, birth certificates, temple records, everything, from the Cape Elizabeth Church, to the Saco Church.

In other words, yes, indeed, the Saco church DOES have all of my record there, and list me as a member. And they say they've had them since September of 2010.

That's 3 years before my son was murdered.

That means, whoever it is impersonating me… they started impersonating me at least THREE YEARS BEFORE my son's murder… meaning they did NOT, as the FBI told me, start doing it BECAUSE of my son's murder.

But it gets stranger…

I asked if they knew WHO requested my records transferred, because I certainly didn't, nor was I even aware it had been done.

Ben.

They said Ben did it.

Ben says he did not do it.

But Ben also says he does not know Don. And I know that's a lie, because I caught Ben paying Don to cut down trees on my land. And I NEVER gave any one permission to be on my land, cutting trees or otherwise.

Ben, DOES NOT have permission to give ANYONE permission to do ANYTHING on my land.

So if Ben has ever told you you could be near my land, know that he lied to you and I won't think twice about slapping your trespassing ass in jail.

NO ONE has permission to do or say ANYTHING on my behalf.

Not Ben, not my mother, not my father, not any Atwater, not any church… and if ANYONE has EVER told you they were speaking for me, about ANYTHING know that they ARE lying to you and I don't care how much you say "But they said", because they are not me, and I WILL call the police on you.

But now comes the question… who do I sue? Ben for putting in the transfer request without my knowledge or permission?

Or The Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints for carrying out the request WITHOUT ever contacting ME to see if I was actually aware it was happening?

…interestingly, the people who say they were told I believe in aliens, ALSO cite having been told this by a random would who walked up to them on the street, in the store, on up their driveway, to tell them "Watch out for her she believes in aliens"... and we HAVE identified some of the people doing it… or rather the cars they leave in: a navy blue mini van with "Weasly" license plate and a Mini Copper with "Hi I Q" license plate.

…likewise the witchcraft rumours, the haunted car rumors, and several other similar slanderous lies being spread about me, are always being given to people in this same method…same 2 cars seen doing it.

It is a very bizarre and rather unique method of slander, known as "proselytizing", specifically it is when someone pays a "crew" of people to wandering around going door to door to spread propaganda… a thing known in many religions as "missionary work"... are they members of that church and using this method to slander me because they are members of that church?

So, now the question is… are those 2 cars connected to that church, what do those 2 cars have to do with my bank accounts being closed out (the stolen money that was previously suspected of being laundered out of my bank account and into that church's bank account)... are those 2 cars connected to the backhoe that drove over my house August 8, 2013 (it already known that that church paid the backhoe driver, the question is WHO from that church did so); and are those 2 cars connected to my son's murder on November 14, 2013 (it is already known that the woman who murdered my son, is connected to that church and that church has, previously already refused to allow FBI agents to interview them).

But, now Ben's name is on yet MORE documents connected to both the backhoe driving over my house… a house that we had just finished adding a baby bedroom too days before the backhoe arrived… and his son's murder… a baby… that he refused to allow me to go to a doctor for the entire pregnancy, his reason "What would the Bishop think?" (Bishop Dr. Larivier of the Sanford ward Church, being the bishop he was referring to).

Ben is among the list of people refusing to cooperate with the FBI, along with my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church, ALL of whom have done an interesting thing.

After the FBBI agents go to their houses, they, .Ben, my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church, come over here to me and give me hell, in a rage, claiming that I sent the FBI over to snoop around their houses and accuse them of crimes. These people CLAIM that I am telling the FBI all sorts of things about them.

And yet, in each and every case, I was never aware the FBI had gone to their houses, I never told the FBI ANYTHING.

The FBI showed up here AFTER they had already contacted every one else first.

You see, when Ben, my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church all started telling me the FBI was going to their houses… my response was:

"Why? There isn't an FBI investigation, is there? I've never talked to the FBI. What are you talking about?"

The FBI was going around to all their houses throughout 2013 and into 2016 and onwards… but my first time encountering the FBI agents in charge of my son's murder investigation was June 16, 2016… three years AFTER my son was murdered. The FBI investigation was going on for three full years before I even found out about it.

I only knew Ben, my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church were being contacted by the FBI because Ben, my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church kept raving and ranting both online and offline, with weird accusations saying "Wendy's causing trouble, she's sending the FBI over here!"

Let me point out that more then FOUR HUNDRED members of the Atwater family said these exact words on my FaceBook profile between 2013 and 2016: "Stop causing trouble for me! Stop sending the FBI over to my house!"... to which I always replied: "What are you talking about? I'm not sending the FBI anywhere?"

It was very confusing… until June 16, 2016, the FBI finally showed up to talk to me. They had a lot to say. And I was stunned, because the police, never told me the FBI had taken over my son's murder case.

But, for the first time, I suddenly understood WHY Ben, my mother, my father, the 400 + Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church had all been accusing me of "causing trouble and sending over the FBI!"

My son was murdered. And the FBI had gone to their houses to ask them, if they knew, of anyone, who might want to murder my 8 month old baby.

In fact, BEFORE the atwaters went nutjob with the accusations of "Wendy's causing trouble!" The FBI had been focusing on Ben. And what the FBI had ACTUALLY been asking my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church… was this: "Do you suspect domestic abuse? Do you think Ben would hire a hitman to murder his own son? Do you know why Ben refused to allow Wendy to get prenatal treatment? Do you know why Ben would not take Wendy to the hospital? Do you know why, when Wendy's spine, hips, and knees were broken November 14, 2013, why did Ben wait until February 14, 2014 to finally take her to the free clinic and tell them she fell on the ice?"

Those are the questions the FBI asked my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church, to which my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church responded by saying on FaceBook :Wendy's causing trouble, she sent to FBI after us!"

No one… not one of them… my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church, thought there was anything wrong with what Ben did, and for some reason they were so convinced that the FBI was there to in their own words from their FaceBook posts "take or cats and children" that they completely ignored, overlooked, and outright forgot, that the REASON the FBI was there was to ask them, if they had any information to lead to identifying my son's murderer.

But… now in 2026, in recent weeks, as more and more is being found out…it is becoming glaring apparent, that Ben, my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church ALL have some connection to BOTH the backhoe that drove over my house on August 8, 2013 AND my son's murder on November 14, 2013.

And with this, now, yet another one… the discovery that BEN is the one who has not only been telling people I'm a member of a church I never attended, but he also is the one who contacted that church and had my records transferred from my ACTUAL church, to this church in Saco… why?

Why did he do that?

I am seeing more and more, that I can not trust Ben, my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church, because they ALL seem now to have been working together to destroy my land, drive a backhoe over my house, cut my car in half, murder my son, and cripple me… it's no wonder NOT ONE of them has lifted a finger to help with my son's murder investigation.

I don't know who to trust any more.

And I'm lead to ask now… I have 3 brothers… they DID attend the Saco Church… are THEY aware what is going on? The FBI has never mentioned them at all, so I don't know if the FBI has ever talked my brothers or not. I don't even know if my brothers still attend that church or not.

Well, if this murder investigation has taught me anything, its that no one was ever a real friend to me, no one ever loved me, and no one cares about finding my son's killer because they are all too busy being guilty about who knows what, to dare talk to the FBI agents who still keep knocking at their doors, over and over again.

I do have to ask this though:

If the FBI knocked on your door, how would YOU respond?

My default, when they showed up, was to think "Oh no! Someone's hurt? Did someone die? Is my family okay?"

Not once did i think: "Oh no! Someone sent the FBI here to find out what been doing!"

Why do Ben, my mother, my father, the Atwaters, and around 75 members of the Saco Ward Church, all, every one of them default to "Oh no! Wendy sent the FBI here to arrest us!"

How is THAT the first thing they thought when the FBI showed up to ask them to help find my son's killer?

Their responses, just lead me to think: they are involved with my son's murder, because, if they weren't, they'd have nothing to hide and nothing to fear.

I do not understand their reactions at all.Though it has lead to me understanding that they are all cold, cruel, heartless, uncaring, unfeeling, and don't give a shit that their son/grandson/nephew/cousin was murdered… of course, I already knew that when no one showed up at Xavier Octavian Allen-Wildes funeral, not even his father, Ben. No one. Exactly ZERO.

I don't know what to think about now knowing that it was Ben who has been telling people I go to the Saco Ward, and that it was Ben who transferred my records without me knowing it was even done. He never wanted the baby, that was never a secret. He spent the entire of 2013 preaching "the exceptions of when the Mormon church allows abortion" and refused to let me go to a doctor or a midwife or a hospital… and was infuriated when he found out people at college, some of my teachers, some of my classmates, all of the game group, knew I was pregnant.

But then, there is the fact that the church record transfer happened THREE YEARS before my son was murdered… meaning this started BEFORE I was even pregnant, and the baby was not the original motive at all.

Who can I trust any more?

This is literally, my husband, both my parents, and ALL of my aunts, uncles, and cousins, and my mother's church group, that are ALL suspects for being involved in both the backhoe driving over my house and my son's murder.

Why would they do this? I still can't understand what the motive behind any of it could be.

At first the FB said they thought insurance, but then they found out I had no house insurance, nor do I have life insurance, so that cross out that motive. I don't get any money from the government (Maine has this weird law where you can't have 2 people in 1 family getting disability and my father was already on disability, so as long as I'm staying with him I can't get disability, but being paralized, as long as I don't get disability I have no way to not stay with him. My income is too low for either food stamps of medical coverage (contrary to popular myth, those are both LOANS and your income must be high enough for you to pay the state back)... the FBI says the Atwaters believe some pirate relative in the 1700s buried gold on my land, and the FBI thinks THAT is the motive he Atwaters have… okay, that sounds crazy, but these are the people who were members of Heaven's Gate and tried to fly to heaven on an alien mother-ship, so, pirate gold buried on my land is not the craziest thing I've heard the Atwaters say.

This is a family that loves to preach "Family over everything!, "Family proclamation", "Family first"... I guess me and my son don't count as family and are expendable, thus why they don't bat an eye at me in a wheelchair or my son being murdered.

My way of thinking: You can preach "Family over everything" all you want, but if you ain't got the balls to fight for justice after an 8 month old baby has his head bashed in with a golf club… you REALLY don't believe "Family over everything".

Xavier Octavian Allen Wildes - is Ben's son, so clearly "Family over everything" doesn't matter to him.

Xavier Octavian Allen Wildes - is my mother's grandson, my father's grandson so clearly "Family over everything" doesn't matter to them.

Xavier Octavian Allen Wildes - is the nephew and cousin of the Atwaters, so clearly "Family over everything" doesn't matter to them either.

Being paralized these past 13 years, I've not been able to get out and do any investigating of my own.

These past 13 years, I've had to rely ONLY on what police officer Will Watson and FBI Agent Andy Drewer tell me is going on with the investigation.

But that is changing now, that I'm starting to walk again, on some limited level at least. Because now I can start going to all these place, like I just did, the Saco ward Church, and find out for myself, who is and is not lying to me and about me.

So, this marks the start of me no longer relying 100% on only information told me by police and FBI… this is the start of me going out there and tracking down my son's murderer myself.

I'm thinking of just taking all 7,000 (yes seven thousand) pages of the FBI investigation doocuments and posting them online, because there's like 40+ names listed in here, I don't even know who these people are, and maybe if I just start scanning and uploading the entire case file online, people will know who these people are and how they are connected to the backhoe, Ben, my parents, the Atwaters

I mean it's been 13 years… and while the FBI has done a lot of work, there's only like two hundred of these pages that is information they are allowing me to talk about… like I said, I know a LOT MORE then I'm saying online, and what I've said online isn't even one sixteenth of the amount of actual information I have.

I mean, I have lists of people in Connecticut and Utah and Arizona, and they are ALL people I've never heard of before. But the FBI says they are involved, and connected to the backhoe that drove over my house.

I've got lists of names from all over Maine Waterville, Waterborough, Bangor, Oreno… again, I have no clue who any of these people are, but the FBI says they are ALL connected to my son's murder.

And the FBI wants most of this stuff not released to the public, but I'm homeless now for THIRTEEN YEARS and my health getting worse BECAUSE I am homeless… I NEED a house back on my land, but I have no way to put a house back on my land, because I have no income, and someone closed out my bank accounts, and BECAUSE I have no income, I can't get disability, or food stamps, or medical coverage because my income is too low. I can't go back to work, because I need surgery, but I can't get surgery because I have no medical insurance, and I can't get medical insurance, because according to the DHHS I am 768% below the federal poverty level.

I could work from home, if I wasn't homeless, but a backhoe drove over my house August 8, 2013, which is why I am homeless.

And it is this endless circle, that overall, is 100% caused by this backhoe that drove over my house.

That the police and FBI can't seem to find out who exactly the driver was or who exactly it was who paid him to drive over my house.

But, the list of people suspected of being involved in hiring the backhoe to drive over my house , includes 75+ members of this Saco Ward Church, that I am now finding out was HEAVILY involved in EVERYTHING!!!!!

To the point there are records of members of this church going to the town hall in… 2010… THREE YEARS BEFORE the backhoe… and telling the Old Orchard Beach Town hall they were getting a house demolition permit, on my behalf, claiming that I sent them there!

Clearly, something something happened in 2010 to cause a large of this very small church congregation to gain an unhealthy obsession with me, my land, and "Kenny's little yellow house" as they call my house in the paperwork.

Ken is my father and never owned that house. I inherited it in 1983 from his mother Helen Ricker Allen.
And yet… I see a LOT of these documents referring to MY house as "Kenny's little yellow house".

Like I said, I don't know how to make sense of these seven thousand pages of information from the FBI investigation into my son's murder, which apparently, was just a more recent event in a chain of evens that started several years before I was even pregnant and involves, my parents, Ben, the Atwaters, and this church in Saco, ALL of whom, were near daily going to the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, trying to get information about "Kenny's little yellow house at 146 Portland Avenue Old Orchard Beach, Maine"... so my question here is… WHY are there just under FIVE HUNDRED people all obsessed with going to the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall between 2010 and 2013 obsessively demanding various information about MY house while calling it my father's house?

What is even going on with ANY of this?

One of the FBI's several theories as to motive for my son's murder, is the motive that my son was murdered because I won't sell my land at 146 Portland Ave… because in 2010, someone in Kennebunk asked me to trade my land in Old Orchard for their house in Kennebunk, claiming that I was the one who had contacted them with that suggestion.

There is just this massive amount of obsession of a strip of land that is barely even seventy-five feet wide… you can see my motorhome… the hood is on one side of my land and the back is on the other, and I have exactly enough room to put my car beside it…. two car spaces… that wide my land it…

My house that the backhoe drove over… it was NINE FEET WIDE by SIXTEEN FEET long.

For point of reference.. my Volvo, is EIGHT feet wide and FOURTEEN feet long.

My house was exactly 2 feet longer and 2 feet wider then my Volvo 240.

My land isn't even wide enough to be a road… it's barely wide enough to call it a path.

You can SEE how small this tiny little strip of land is… so explain to me why, I have a list of just under FIVE HUNDRED NAMES, of people, all connected to this one church in Saco… who are so obsessed with buying my land, that ONE OF THEM drove a backhoe over my house and beat my 8 month old baby's head in with a golf club.

Explain that too me, because I don't understand it.

Why is this piece of land that is smaller then the average driveway, worth killing a child over?

But also, I'm just wondering, how much faster would my son's murderer be identified, if I just took this huge 7k page file and posted online, so everyone everywhere could see for themselves the names of how many people the FBI has found in Scarborough, Old Orchard, Saco, Biddeford, and the surrounding towns… who had a KNOWN AND VERIFIED connection to either my son's murder, particularly through their obsession with the house that the backhoe drove over, an event that left me homeless WHILE I was 5 months pregnant with the baby they later murdered.

UPDATE March 2, 2026:

Alright, what is this guy talking about? I know I keep asking, but he was here again yesterday and as usually, he was doing his weird babbling calling me "Stephen King's Thinner Gypsy Witch", calling my car haunted, calling my car "The GoldenEagle", saying aliens live in my car, calling my homeless WW2 vet friend an alien, while also calling him "Etiole", and acting like he thinks I'm supposed to know what he is even talking about!

Who is Stephen King?

What is The Thinner movie?

Why is he saying my car is haunted?

Why is he saying my car is called "The GoldenEagle?"

Why is he saying my friend is an alien?

Why is he saying my friend is called "Etiole"?

And why are so many people doing it?

The problem is, if it was just ONE guy doing this I was think, okay, he's just crazy, the problem is, he is one of WELL OVER THIRTY THOUSAND PEOPLE who has shown up in my yard, since my son's murder in 2013, to say these things.

I think 30,000 people taking the time to hunt down my home address, drive across the country, land in my yard, to start gibbering weird stuff about some guy I don't know (Stephen King, who is Stephen King and why is he sending people to my yard?), claiming I'm in some movie I never heard of (what is The Thinner movie - I have never owned a tv and have gone to fewer than ten movies in my entire life, so I don't know what this movie even is), all calling my car haunted (no matter how much I say it is not haunted, it's doesn't matter, they refuse to believe me and persist in saying it is haunted), all calling my car "The GoldenEagle" and I don't know why, because I don't call it that. (the only GoldenEagle I know is a character from my novels),...why?

Every single one of these people who do this, have the exact same narrative, almost identical to each other, nearly word for word like they are reading some script… which makes me think they are reading or watching something somewhere and they are quoting it.

They keep talking about a movie, and they keep saying I'm in it. I keep telling them I've never been in a movie, and they keep saying, yes I have.

There WAS a time when a film crew showed up in my yard, back in the 1990s, at ONE A.M. in the morning, dragged us all out of bed, they DID keep calling us Gypsies and roamed around my farm at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, oooohing and ahhhing,, and talking about "oh so this is how Gypsies live", and they DID use the name "Stephen King" a lot, it was the first time I'd ever heard that name. They made my parents and my haunted and uncles, takes our cars to Shop and Save Parking Lot in Saco (now renamed Hannaford in Saco) across the street from Dairy Queen in Saco, and they made them drive our cars across the turnpike exit bridge at Exit 5, over and over and over and over and over again, for five hours of steady none stop driving back and forth on that bridge, while some guy yelled at us about the lack of fog and the need for bringing in fog machines, which they set up all around the edge of the bridge….and the entire time, my parents, my aunts, my uncles, all of the oldest cousins were crying and begging and pleading and asking to be allowed to go home, most of them thought we were being held hostage, most of them were convinced these white people were going to kill us before morning… they finally left at five A.M. leaving us scared out of our minds and confused as to what in the heck any of that was about.

And THAT… seems to be what people are referring to when they say "The Thinner Movie" or claim I'm "in a Stephen King movie" or call me "Stephen King's Thinner Gypsy Witch".

I don't know what year that was, I had not yet learned about numbers and calendars and dates, and years yet, but all three of my brothers had been already born, so I was at least in my twenties at the time.

I was still being kept locked in the woodshed thing at the back of the blue house at 144 Portland Ave, so I was not yet thirty one because I was thirty one when I escaped from that room-thing, that I had been kept locked in since I was eight. My parents took me out of school when I was eight, when my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen died, and they locked m me in that room thing and the ONLY time I was let out was when home teacher Time Smith and Steven Bryant came over or when visiting teacher Kathy Smith and Letta Bryant came over, for their once monthly visits, and when high priest Ben came over on Sundays to take me to church… and I stayed in that room thing for twenty seven years… so no, I never saw v, I never saw movies, I never saw toilets, I never saw showers, I never saw lights, I never saw electricity, I only knew toilets and electricity existed because because the Cape Elizabeth Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints had them… the room was kept locked in had a dirt floor, and the walls and roof were made out of boards, that had two inch wide spaces between then, so I slept in rain and snow and ice with no protection from any of it…

You people who like to joke about "the feral child of Old Orchard Beach"... that was ME… I was that child. I'm now in fifties and I'm only JUST LEARNING HOW TO TALK, because I never had contact with ANY Humans, outside of my parents, the Atwater aunts and uncles, the Smiths, the Bryants, and Ben… NO ONE ELSE EVER! Not once in my entire life.

So if you want to ask questions about Stephen King and haunted cars and aliens… you ask THEM… because I don't know what you are talking about.

That man you call "Etiole", he's the homeless man who was the ONLY PERSON in the entire of Old Orchard Beach, who had any decency, and actually TRIED to get me out of that room, thing. My uncle Bruce is the one who used to call him an alien, while Ben called him a demon. He called them child abusers and tried for years to help me.

And the fact that since 2013, when my son was murdered, since then THIRTY THOUSAND strangers from states all over the country, have shown up here asking questions about "Etiole" and either claiming they want to catch him because they think he's an alien or excosise him because they think he's a demon… the fact that SO MANY people are saying this, tells me these adults who kept me locked in that room for twenty seven years, have a done a HUGE slander campaign, on levels I can't even begin to fathom, if that many people are coming from that many places, ALL calling him "Etiole", all calling him "an alien", all calling him "a demon"... words only my uncle Bruce ever used.

But these people are also acting like I'm supposed to know who in the heck is Stephen King? They ask me how to find his house, they ask me what was it like working with him, they ask me what was it like being in his movie… and I don't even know who he is!

They say things like everyone knows him, well, I don't! They say things like everyone reads his books… honey, I was locked in that room thing from the time I was eight years old until I was thirty one years old, at what point do you think I was reading books? They say well everyone has seen his movies, honey, again, I'm barely a decade out of that room, I've seen less then one movie a year I don't have an income I can't afford to go to movies. Stop thinking in terms of YOUR lifestyle, and pay attention to the conditions I've only recently escaped from.

I mean everyone calls me "that crazy woman who used to be a feral child" for a REASON. The reason being I WAS a feral child and I am STILL CURRENTLY trying to learn how to assimilate into mainstream society.

I don't have all this inside slang lingo media knowledge that you do.

So NO!: I don't know who Stephen King is!

NO! I don't know why you call my 1964 Dodge 330 "The GoldenEagle"... I've always just called it "The Dodge". I do not call my car "The Goldeneagle" so I don't know why YOU are calling it that.

NO! I don't know why you call my friend "Etiole". He has a name, and that's not it, and no I'm not telling you his name, because you'll just use that as a reason to go find him and harass him more then you already do. Etiole is the name of a fictional merman character who was in a book that my kindergarten teacher Mrs Bureau, published for me after I won some local writing competition. I was five years old when my first book was published. It was a 16 page picture book about an electric eel merman named Etiole, his black cat friend named Miss Citten the Eel-Kat, and there satyr friend named Gremlin, who drove a 1974 AMC Gremlin to the Washinton DC Temple, there is a line in that book where they made the car "fly like a goldeneagle over the Brooklyen Bridge in New York"… we had just come back from a trip to said temple, and we owned that car. That's what the word Etiole comes from. And I think that's where the word "goldeneagle" is coming from too. The word EelKat comes from that same book too. It only sold like five hundred copies, mostly to local parents of the Jameson School of Old Orchard Beach…

…whoever is the source for calling my car "The Goldeneagle", calling my friend "Etiole", and calling me "EelKat", it's got to be someone with a copy of that book. But, again, I was three years old when we went to the DC temple, and I was three years old when I wrote that, and I was five years old when my kindergarten teacher Mrs Bureau published it through some contest Maine schools had done.
It was a sixteen page picture book written by a three year old toddler in the 1970s, fifty years ago in 1978.

Etiole is a fictional merman, Eelkat is a fictional talking black cat, the goldeneagle in reference to a car I owned was in reference to a 1974 AMC Gremlin not the 1964 Dodge 330 and was not the name of the car at all. But they all come from that one book.

I've published dozens of books since then which has "the silver skinned eel merman" in it, but, he's never given a name. That one book from 1978 is the ONLY time the word "Etiole" was used, so whoever it is who is the source of calling my WW2 vet friend by that same name, I would assume they have a copy of that book.

I was taken out of school when I was eight years old.

I was put in that room thing when I was eight years old.

I'me barely a decade out of that room, I'm still trying to learn how to do thing everyone else thinks are just normal… I still can' figure out how to eat with a fork, everyone around me acts like that's the easiest thing in the world I can't even figure out how to hold it!

After I escaped that room thing, I lived under a 6x8 tarp from May 2006 until February 2019.

While I had a house, I was not aware I could live in it. No one had ever taught me that people lived inside houses, so it never occurred to me to live inside the house.

Inside the house was my cloths, my ten thousand Disney comic books, my encyclopedias, my college books as I had started going to college to learn how to read and write… I have not yet learned math, my son's being murdered interrupted my getting an education.

So all these things that people are saying about Stephen King, haunted cars, Etiole, Goldeneagle, aliens, and demons… I'm wondering:

WHO started these rumours?

WHO is spreading these rumours?

HOW are they spreading these rumours?

Because again, I've got people showing up from California, Alaska, Florida, these people are travelling HUGE distances to come here and they are arriving EXPECTING me to know who Sephen King is, expecting me to regal them with tales of aliens and demons and haunted cars, and they are being very VISIBLY disappointed to meet me and find out "you are not what I was told you were".

WHAT are they being told I am?

WHO is telling them that I am whatever it is they expect I'm going to be?
And WHY?

WHY has someone takening it upon themselves to connect me to this Stephen King guy?

WHY has someone decided my 1964 Dodge 330 is haunted, WHY do these call it "The World's Most Haunted Car", WHY do they call it "The Goldeneagle"?

WHY has someone takening it upon themselves to call a world war two pilot who is nearly a hundred years old, call him "Etiole" the name taken from a book I wrote when i was a three year old toddler?

WHY has someone decided to call this world war two veteran an alien and a demon? Why are they saying he's the demon haunting my Dodge?

None of this makes any sense to me.

WHO is doing this?

And WHY?

Again, ALL of this started after I escaped from that room, after I started going to college to ry to learn how to live with mainstream people…

I started YCCC college September 2009,

I got my GED and I transferred SMCC college January 2010,

my 1964 Dodge was cut in half May 2010.

I got my driver license October 2010,

I had passed all the remedial classes in 2012.

I bought my motorhome February 2012, with the plan to transfer to Harvard in Mass because Harvard had sent me an acceptance package (I did not request it, apparently SMCC administration had sent in the forms) 2012 to 2013 was to be spent taking the prerequisites, I was going to transfer January 2014 planning to live in the motorhome at a campground not far from Harvard.

There was a bomb in my classroom March 2013, SMCC was closed for the week, that building and all classes in it remained closed the rest of the year. I got pregnant that same week, a side effect of Ben having a panic attack over my almost dying in the bombing of not just my college, but my classroom specifically.

Due to my being pregnant, travel plans were changed, we got a permit with the town hall to add a baby room to the back of the house, it was finished in July, thus the photos taken of the house at that time.

A week later someone used a sledge hammer to smash out all the back and side windows of the house, go inside, knock over all the bookshelves, and tear pages out of all of my college textbooks, while taking a knife and scissors to all of my clothes.

There were more then TWO HUNDRED such vandalism attacks on my house between July 2001 and August 2013, all of which were reported to The Old Orchard Beach Police Department… however, in 2016 the FBI agents informed me that a woman who worked at The Old Orchard Beach Town Hall Code Office, whom had a second job as the Old Orchard Beach Police Dispatcher, and who had a third job as the Relief Society President of the Saco Ward Church, and taken ALL BUT FOUR of the total lifetime police reports made be me between  1975 and 2016 and ran all of them through a shreader… 

…this event led to her being fired from the town hall and police department.

In 2017 when the FBI investigated this woman and her family, she was found to own the 4 door white pick up truck, that had been frequently involved in attacks on my home. The truck was found hidden in her garage.

This woman is presumed to have been heavily involved in both the backhoe driving over my house and the murder of my son. Ironically, she is one of the few women who knew I was locked in that room for 27 years from the time I was 8, as she was one of the two women who checked in on me.

That same week a construction dump truck started arriving daily, dumping wooden shipping pallets and big black bags of garbage in my yard… in total the pile of garbage was one hundred and seventy five feet long, thirty feet wide, and twelve feet tall… Ben and my father hired a "friend" of theirs to haul the illegally dumped garbage out of my yard, he was due to arrive August 8, 2013.

August 8, 2013 the man who was to bring in a dumpster and haul out the garbage,, never arrived. I went to work on the pizza waffle food truck at George's, when I came home, there was a backhoe sitting on top of a huge empty place, where my house to be. Not only was the house gone, but so too were gone dozens of rose bushes, azalea bushes, apple trees, and grave vines, AND the top soil was gone… my yard was physically six feet shorter with all the grass and soil removed, scraped down to the bare ledge.

September 2013, a man shows up at my class, claims to be a new student, then side rails the professor with endless talk about Stephen King, Thinner Gypsies, haunted cars, and finally gets dragged out by campus security.

Throughout September, and October, I start parking increasingly close to the campus building, as daily I am having trouble getting from my class to my car, because of a woman carrying a golf club who starts showing up and hanging around my car no matter where I park it.

Southern Maine Community College, The Buglight Art Studio, at the BugLight Lighthouse on Prebble Beach, at the parking lot, my car is parked about ten feet from the door across from the studio bathroom. Prof Hillary's art class at 10 PM, we were the last 2 out of the building, most of the parking lot is empty. Hillary has just locked up the studio and drives away. I am putting my easel and paint set in the back seat of my Volvo on November 14, 2013 when a blond woman wielding a metal golf club, accompanied by a red hair woman and a bald man, and a 4 door white pickup truck, uses said golf club to break my spine and kill my baby.

After this point, here has been a wild influx of people showing up in my yard, claiming to be Stephen King fans, claiming I am "The Stephen King Thinner Gypsy Witch", claiming my Dodge is named either Goldeneagle or Christine (Christine is my middle name: Wendy Chriistine Allen, so I assume that to be why they sometimes call my Dodge "Christine"), claiming my ww2 vet friend is an alien or demon, claiming I am what they call "an alien abductee",... all of these things spiralling into ever wilder rumours, all of them starting around Thanksgiving day 2013 the week following my son's murder.

I remain as ever, confused as to who exactly Stephen King is, why people connect me to him, why people call my car haunted, why people keep saying my friend is either an alien or a demon, but the FBI agents in charge of my son's murder investigation, say they believe those rumors were started either by my son's murderer or one of her friends or relatives.

The FBI agent say that it seems to be she needed to "cover her tracks" by trying to make me look like a crazy ufo nut, so no one who pay attention to either the backhoe driving over my house or my son being murdered.But they also say, it looks like someone REALLY did not want me to leave Maine and have a possibility of anyone outside of Maine finding out about that room I was kept locked in for twenty-seven years. The FBI pointed out the bomb that happened a week after I bought the motorhome, and then they added "How well do you trust Ben?" and pointed out that a man who has romantic connections with 8 year old children instead of grown adult women "is not dealing with a full deck" and likely felt highly threatened by my buying the motorhome as the motorhome would have acted as a symbol of his losing control over me.

The FBI pointed out a lot of the violence seems to have been triggered by my going to college, and pointed out the alarming amount of times my professors had to have security take Ben out of my classrooms. Yes. There was that. He was coming in the classrooms and directing my professors on how to teach, and then staying in the hall outside the classroom door when they would not let him in… and when the art class went to Boston museum he tried to drive behind the bus. The FBI reminded me of this while again saying "How well do you trust Ben?"

The FBI says there are multiple records of multiple people paying the backhoe driver to drive over my house, and one of them was Ben, another was one of my uncles.

The FBI also pointed out that even though Ben was the high priest at the church, NO ONE from my church knew I was paralized, no one knew my son had been murdered, and in fact Ben had told hem that I had left the church and was no longer a member… when missionaries, visiting teachers, and home teachers tried to check in on me, Ben told them, NOT to, citing that I had joined some group called "exMormons" a group I'd never even heard of.

For thirteen years not one member of my church has stopped by to visit or check in on me, and for thirteen years i wondered WHY?

I attend that church for five decades. Never missed a Sunday. Sundays were my only time allowed out of that room! Going to Cape Elizabeth Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day sais was the only time I ever got to see people or take a bath or wear cloths.I lIVED for Sundays. I didn't have anything else to look forward to.

So when I became paralized and suddenly every single one of the members of my church suddenly vanished from my life… that was a huge blow.

And I didn't know, until the FBI told me years later, that none of them ever even knew I was paralized. None of them even knew I had a son, let alone that he was murdered. BECAUSE Ben himself, as well as my mother, and my father, and at least three of my aunts, and at least four of my uncles, and at least twenty of mu cousins, had ALL TOLD THEM, that I had left the church, specifically told them I had joined some anti-church group!

Why?

Why did Ben do that?

Why did my mother do that?

Why did my father do that?

Why did my aunts, uncles, and cousins do that?

I'm trying to deal with a backhoe driving over my house, my son being murdered, my being in a wheelchair, and wondering why my church abandoned me during thins… and then, on top of all that, now I have to deal with this influx of endless strangers showing up to gibber nonsense about Stephen King, haunted cars, aliens, and demons!

Why? Do you think I don't have enough to deal with being crippled, my son dead, and my house chopped up in some landfill, that you have to come up here and make sick jokes about aliens and demons?

Why is this what people do?

I don't even believe in aliens and demons and ghosts and hauntings, and I don't even know who Stephen King or this Thinner movie is! I'm kind of busy being crippled and dealing with my son's murder investigation, and being homeless because a backhoe drove over my house, too busy dealing with real life issue to want to also have to deal with creeps and their ridiculous conspiracies about aliens, demons, and haunted cars!

Why are these ufo nuts doing this? Why won't they leave me alone? Who is sending them here!

Do you have any idea how frustrating it is…

FBI gave me this phone number to direct anyone who has information to give it directly to them via 207–774–9322 or you can go into their office on Middle St in Portland.

May 5, 2026 update

Weird encounter today. A woman comes over and starts talking about how she remembered me selling Avon to her. I have no clue who she is. I also never sold Avon. My MOTHER sold Avon, throughout the 1980s and 1990s.

The woman says "Yeah, you used to bring this little kid with you? Haven't seen her in a while how is she?"

I AM the little girl. Whenever the Department of Health and Human Services came over to say people reported not seeing the child (me) in a while, my mother would take me with her to deliver Avon, and she made a big show of taking me into Avon customer houses while she delivered her orders to her customers.

The Avon Representative was MY MOTHER NO ME. I was the child she sometimes brought with her. I was not an Avon Representative. My mother was an Avon Representative.

I'm wondering... all these people who keep saying "you did this" and "you did that"... are they talking about my mother? Are they somehow mixing me up with my mother?

Like, people keep talking about cats being taken by police... that was my mother and her cats, not me.

People keep talking about the house that was cut in half and moved to Lake arrowhead... that was my mother and her house, not me. A church in Arundal did that in July 2001. She had a huge court battle with the minister of that church for several years. I was not involved in any of that at all.

People keep saying they have always seen me in blue jeans and cowboy hat and wondered when I started wearing hijab and dresses... my MOTHER wears blue jeans and a cowboy hat... I've never owned any type of pans at all, and never owned a cowboy hat, and I've worn head coverings since I was 12 years old, and dresses since I was a toddler.

People keep saying I attended the Saco Ward Church... I've never attended the Saco Ward church, but my MOTHER was a member of the Saco Ward Church in the 1990s and 2000s.

People keep saying the signs in Old Orchard Beach are mine... no, they are not. The signs in Old Orchard Beach were MY MOTHER'S and were about the house that a house mover stole and moved across the state. Those signs went up in 2001 and have rotated through several signs in the decades since.

I had a sign up in 2013 that was about my son's murder and the backhoe that drove over my house. The sign in my yard said this: "If you have information, call please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322" followed by the url to the page of my website that has information about my son's November 14, 2013 murder and the August 8, 2013 backhoe driving over my house.

People keep saying I talk about demons, haunted cars, Stephhen King, witchcraft, and voodoo curses. My mother does those things. I do not do those things.

My mother believes in demons. I do not believe in demons.

My mother studies witchcraft. I know nothing about witchcraft.

My mother believes in voodoo curses. I know Voodoo is a peaceful religion, a branch of the Catholic Church, that has absolutly nothing to with curses at all, I know this because I an an ordained nun of the Voodoo religion, a thing only Catholic Priests can do.

My mother believes my Dodge is haunted. I do not believe in hauntings or ghosts.

My mother visits Stephen King's house in Bangor almost every year, her brother lives a few houses down from Stephen King, and that brother's wife is obsessed with Stephen King, is convinced she can get Stephen King to marry her, that's why they live so close to Stephen King. My mother's ex husband Wayne somehow worked for Stephen King at one point, I don't know the details, he was a video sound editor or something for some movie in the 1980s. You'd have to ask him, he can tell you what it was he did. My mother knows all about Stephen King, she worked at White Star Laundry in Biddeford with him in the 1960s long before I was even born, she's the one who was driving the red Crown Vic on Exit 5 bridge in Saco by the Dairy Queen, when they were doing that movie filming thing for Thinner, that was my MOTHER not me. My mother is the one with the Stephen King connection, not me.

the proctor and gamble boycott, was not me, and you SHOULD be able to use your brain to know that, as it happened in 1973… two years BEFORE I WAS BORN in 1975!

The proctor and gamble boycott was a thing my GRANDMOTHER Eva Viola Atwater was involved in, my mother's mother, is the one who did the proctor and gamble boycott, not me

I'm not an animal rights activist, heck, I wear fur coats! real fur… yes, those fur coats I wear are real fur, no they are not fake fur… my grandmother Eva Viola Atwater was an animal rights activist, and a PETA member, and all that stuff, again, that was my mother's mother.

No, I'm not vegan. I do eat fish and shellfish and cheese and milk and eggs… I don't eat poultry and beef or pork, but that's just because I have allergies. I HAVE eaten roast beef, turkey, chicken, steak, bacon, and hundreds of other types of meat… I sometimes eat hamburgers… I eat at McDonald's OFTEN… I used to eat at KFC almost weekly… so, I don't know who is telling you I'm vegan, because I'm not even vegetarian! 

I have massive amounts of health issues, including a shit tonne load of weird ass allergies… I can't eat most red meat, pork, or poultry anymore because of an allergy. I USED to eat them all the time. I had to stop because of an allergy, that I developed in my mid thirties, that causes me to be allergic to a LOT of foods, not just red meat, pork, or poultry, but also onions, garlic, sunflower seeds, and a ton of different fruits and vegetables too.

I literally can DIE if I eat certain types of meat, certain types of fruit, and certain types of vegetables. That's why I stopped eating a lot of meat. I didn't just stop eating lots of kinds of meats, I also stopped eating lots of kinds of fruits and vegetables to. I'm allergic to like over 50% of the types of food there is… my diet is almost entirely fish, shellfish, rice, milk, and cheese because it's 5 of the only things I'm NOT allergic too!

Doctor says it's connected to my rheumatism, which effects my immune system.

My MOTHER and HER mother (my grandmother) are the vegetarians, not me.

My mother is the one who wrote all the Stephen King articles on Squidoo, not me. My mother had a bigger Squidoo account then I did. Her articles were about Maine and paranormal stuff and mystical stuff and new age stuff. Two of her brothers co-wrote on her Squidoo account, they wrote the alien, UFO, and ex-mormon church stuff.

Again, that was NOT ME! My Squidoo had NOTHING about Maine, religion, Stephen King, paranormal... that was my MOTHER's Squidoo account, not mine, that had that stuff.

All these questions you guys are asking me about Maine paranormal stuff on Squidoo, you are asking the wrong person. I didn't have any of that kind of stuff on my Squidoo.

I don't write non-fiction.

The most trafficed page I had on Squidoo was my "Lord Sesshomaru CosPlay" page with featured daily updates of my 2 year process of sewing that costume.

I write a Fantasy series, most short stories, but some novels as well, about and f2m transman Elf wizard and his Unicorn food truck chef husband. All my stuff on Squidoo was either short stories for that series, or articles answer questions on how I wrote the series. My Pink Necromancer series started out as Lord Sessomaru fanfiction. My early 2005 to 2007 pages on Squidoo the series was straight up fanfiction of the InuYasha series, my 2007 to 2013 pages on Squidoo was the exact same stories republished with the fanfiction charaqcters replaced with OC characters. Those Squidoo pages were compiled into novels and published on Amazon in 2013 as The Pink Necromancer series, I turned turned Lord Sesshomaru into The Pink Necromancer and Naraku into the Unicorn... otherwise the stories are completly unchanged from their Lord Sesshomaru fanfiction originals. My entire Squidoo was Lord Sesshomaru evolving into the Pink Necromancer.

At the start of making The Lord Sesshomaru Cosplay in 2007, it was all Lord Sesshomaru. But by the time Squidoo went out of business in 2013, the last year of entries was making the Pink Necromancer cosPlay... the pink costuume you see me wearing to book signings and conventions and festivals, IS my Lord Sesshomaru CosPlay from Squidoo in is final finished form.

My whole Squiddo account was nothing but Lord Sesshomaru fanfiction and cosplay making, while it was evolving into the Pink Necromancer series and fanfiction was being fased out.

So, all this weird Maine history and paranormal stuff you keep asking me about in connection to Squidoo... i don't have answers for because I was not the one who had that stuff on my account! That was my mother and her two brothers who had the account with the hauntings and aliens and ghosts and Mormon stuff. You need to be asking them those questions, not me.

I don't know why it is so many of you people are mixing up me with my mother on such extreme levels, but it really is getting annoying.

All these things you people keep atributing to me... I think it is my mother you are talking about. It appears that for some reason, a huge number of local people can not tell me and my mother apart, are fighting with my mother online on social media, then see me offline and yell at me in person, while thinking that they are yelling at the person they were fighting with online, without realizing that I am NOT whoever it is they were talking to online.

Why are so many people thinking my mother is me online and I am my mother offline?

Updated to answer this question:

answering the question

"but didn't you paint "Stephen King's Thinner Gypsies" and "SeaWitch of Old Orchard Beach" on your motorhome? why did you do that?"

Yes I did. I did that in October of 2016.Three years AFTER my son was murdered, AFTER the rumors started.

And for the same reason I sewed the words "Too Gay For OOB" on my Darkwing Duck cosplay cape…

it's called:

SARCASM

I got sick of people coming up my driveway accusing me, a straight cis female, of being

"too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach"

I got sick of people coming up in my driveway and accusing me a 5th generation Mormon who knows nothing about witchcraft of being

"the seawitch of Old Orchard Beach"

and I got sick of people coming up in my driveway and accusing me and my family of being

"Stephen King's Thinner Gypsies"

so to protest the ridiculousness of all three slanderous accusations, I painted those things on my motorhome, in glow in the dark neon pink paint, specifically to point out how absurdly ridiculous those accusations were.

and it actually did help quite a bit, because the harassers doing the bulk of the accusations apparently didn't like me painting their words in four foot tall letters for all of Old Orchard Beach's two million summer tourists to see.

now tourists stop and ask me why it says that, and I tell them, why: because locals in this town harass me in the off season, it p me by calling me gay, slander me by calling me transgender, slander me by calling me a Stephen King Thinner Gypsy, slander me by calling me the sea witch of Old Orchard Beach… and they thought no one knew about it, but now with it in giant letters for all the tourists to see, the locals don't slander with those accusations nearly as much anymore.

update May 6, 2026

answering this question/comment:

"can you explain what you mean by Squidoo account? I thought Squidoo was your website. Didn't you write every page on Squidoo?"

uhm… what? no. Squidoo was a social media site founded by Seth Godin in 2005, it was similar to Facebook, only it paid you for writing blog posts and short stories. You created a profile and then, every day you wrote a thousand word post on the blog section, sort of the same way Tumblr functions now, and the way Facebook functioned back in 2008 before Facebook was overhauled in 2018.

Seth Godin sold Squidoo in 2010, and the woman who bought it stole most of the articles off everyone's accounts and tried to republish them as her's. There was a huge lawsuit and we writers won, but, the settlement, when divided between the twenty million accounts, ended up with each of us twenty million users receiving a two dollar class action settlement check in the mail, and the rights to our writing returned to us.

Because she had to pay two dollar checks to each of the twenty million people who had Squidoo accounts, she filed for bankruptcy, and sold Squidoo.

Squidoo was then bought by HubPages in 2013, and all Squidoo accounts became HubPages accounts.

Squidoo had twenty million accounts at the time it went offline in 2013.

At the time it was a bigger social network then both Facebook and Twitter combined.

Squidoo shutting down is WHY Facebook boomed in 2014 and suddenly gained so many new users so fast, because most of Squidoo's twenty million users migrated to Facebook and created Facebook accounts to replace their Squidoo accounts.

I had a Squidoo account from 2005 to 2013, and had published around two thousand short stories there during that time. After Squidoo went offline I moved my short stories to Medium where they still are today, you can still read my old Squidoo pages, they are still online, they are just on Medium now. I moved them to Medium because Medium was the closest thing to a one to one replacement I could find for Squidoo.

Squidoo was one of the singular largest websites to ever exist in the entirety of internet history, and at the time of it going offline it had more users then any other social network.

At twenty million users each with hundreds, thousands, sometimes tens of thousands of posts, in total many, many BILLIONS are articles and short stories published on it… how could you possibly think it was my personal website or that I had written everything on it?

Where did you come up with such an idea?

My mother's account was far bigger than mine, she had way more articles than I did, and she had thousands more followers and readers then I did.

I had around three million followers on Squidoo, but my mother's account had over ten million followers. Her account was huge because she wrote non fiction that mostly focused on paranormal, new age, Maine history.

My account was Lord Sesshomaru fanfiction, at a time when I was phasing out the fanfiction stuff and switching to fully OC characters.

If you were reading the paranormal Maine history articles on Squidoo, then you were following my mother and her brothers Richard and Bruce. Not me.

If you were reading the paranormal Maine history articles on Squidoo you were NOT following ME or reading MY writing at all.

The Squidoo account with paranormal Maine history, that was my mother's Squidoo account, not mine.

You've got me and my mother mixed up.

you know...

The FBI HAS been saying right along, that I was never the target, that it was my MOTHER the Claire woman seemed to think I was, that it was my MOTHER the backhoe driver thought owned my house… the FBI keeps saying, the backhoe driver was someone my MOTHER knew and my MOTHER was fighting with online… and the FBI keeps saying the Claire woman matches up with a woman my MOTHER fights with on Facebook, while the Kendra Silvermander woman matches up with someone my mother fights with on Twitter… the FBI, keeps saying they think these people THOUGHT they were attacking MY MOTHER when they drove the backhoe over MY house… the FBI keeps saying they think these people THOUGHT they were attacking my MOTHER when they attacked with the golf club murdering my son and crippling me…

and, BOTH these attacks happened BEFORE Squidoo went offline…

This revelation that people thought I OWNED Squidoo, and thought that EVERYTHING on Squidoo was written by me… opens up a new question about the MOTIVE behind the backhoe driving over my house August 8, 2013 and the golf club woman killing my son and putting me in a wheelchair November 14, 2013…

so if these people followed my MOTHER on Squidoo and were fighting with her over her (highly controversial) paranormal Maine history pages (which did list a lot of people's real names and home addresses) (and she DID have a page about ME calling me a witch and she DID have a page about my Dodge calling it "The World's Most Haunted Car" and I DID ask her several times to remove those horrid lies about me and my car, which she REFUSED to do, which is WHY I cut off all contact with her and her Atwater relatives, in 2006, for now over 20 years)... then… is it possible the people who drove the backhoe over my house did so because they THOUGHT Squidoo was MY website?

There was a woman back then, who used to claim I owned NaNoWriMo dot org too, which again, one of the largest multi-million dollar websites on the planet, obviously is not mine. I don't know where people come up with these word ideas. So, I'm not surprised at people spreading lies about me owning Squidoo too.

But… does that explain too, these people who come over and yell at me about some guy named "Todd Murphey"? Is my mother writing online still somewhere? Is my mother writing stuff about some guy named "Tod Murphy"? What about that Mark guy that everyone keeps saying I know, but I don't know anyone named Mark, so I have no clue who he is? Is that Mark guy everyone keeps talking about, someone my MOTHER knows and or writes about? Is that why the Claire woman when she murdered my 8 month old son with a golf club, is that why she was screaming "I'm Claire!"? I don't know anyone named Claire and she acted like I had somehow been using the name Claire on something… was my MOTHER writing about someone named Claire? And was she doing it on Squidoo? These people who yell at me claiming I write about them online… and I keep telling them, I don't write nonfiction, and I have no idea who they are or what they are talking about, some of them HAVE mentioned Squidoo saying things like "you haven't changed since Squidoo", which always leaves me confused, because again… I don't write nonfiction, and I don't know who these people are.

And the Kendra Silvermander woman does the same thing. She shows up screaming "I'm Kendra Silvermander it's my turn to shine!" And same as the Claire woman, she acts like I'm supposed to know who in the heck she is or what my turn to shine means. But I don't know anyone named Kendra at all.

Are ALL of these people talking about my MOTHER?

Is my MOTHER writing stuff online somewhere and these people think it's me?

Is that what's going on?

This Tod Murphey person you all keep talking about… is that someone my MOTHER knows? Do these people think they are yelling at my mother when they yell at me?

This Mark person you all keep talking about… is that someone my MOTHER knows? These people keep saying I own money to some guy named Mark, there are guys that show up and say they are going to kill my family over some septic tank, I don't own a septic tank, I never heard of anyone named Mark, I don't own anyone anywhere any money at all. I don't know who these men are or who the Mark is they keep talking about! Do these people think they are yelling at my mother when they yell at me?

This Kendra Silvermander woman who keeps showing up and yelling at me, is she someone my MOTHER knows? I don't know who this Kendra woman is. She says things like "You haven't changed since high school", but I never even went to school, my parents pulled me out of school when I was 8 and I didn't escape that room thing until I was 31 years old 27 years later! Plus this Kendra woman looks at least 20+ years older then me, she's my mother's age… is she someone who went to high school with my MOTHER?

This Claire woman who murdered my son with a golf club and crippled me and put me in a wheelchair, did she think she was attacking my MOTHER when she attacked ME? She acted like she expected I should know who she was by her telling me her name was Claire, but I've never known anyone named Claire, PLUS… that happened only a couple of months after I escaped from that room I was locked in for 27 years, I didn't know ANYONE YET AT ALL! I hadn't yet got my glasses so I could see, I hadn't yet had my surgery so I could talk, so I can't identify her face and I couldn't talk to respond to her screaming "I'm Claire" at me either!

But right since day one, the FBI has been saying, there was ZERO EVIDENCE that I was the intended target.

Right since day one the FBI has been saying ALL EVIDENCE points to my MOTHER being the intended target and the backhoe driver and golf club woman mistaking me for my mother… the the FBI has been saying that for thirteen years now.

And the FBI HAS mentioned Squidoo. That IS a thing the FBI was talking about. They say my mother had a bunch of articles about a bunch of people, not just articles about me, my car, and her wild theories about me being a witch and my car having demons living in it. The FBI said she was writing articles like that about a lot of people in Old Orchard Beach. First time the FBI questioned me, they had a list of names, wanted to know if I knew who any of these people were, I had never heard of any of them, and his response was "I Know you don't know these people. I just wanted to see if you'd tell the truth. Your mother slammed the door in my face when i showed her this list. I took all the names off her articles. I think the people harassing you are all on this list, and I think they think they are harassing her."

Before Ben started denying there was a baby, my mother was the FBI's suspect of being the cause of why the backhoe drove over my house and why the golf club woman murdered my son. Ben threw a huge curveball into the FBI's investigation when he told them there was no baby. Then they started investigating him to find out why he was lying. Since then a hole slew of people became suspects BECAUSE of various lies they started spreading about me on FaceBook and Reddit… then the FBI found out MOST of them were my mother's Atwater relatives and focus shifted back to my mother again, with FBI thinking my mother was the one telling her relatives to slander me online to cover up her connection to the backhoe driving over my house and my son being murdered. Then her brother, the one who helped her write the Squidoo articles, became a suspect and he had a connection to some drug gang in Connecticut and Arizona… so, suddenly there is other people being called suspects too… and all the while, the FBI CONTINUES to say "There is ZERO evidence you were ever the target, ALL evidence is still that your mother was the target and they mixed the two of you up"

So… yeah… now that I'm hearing people online saying that they THOUGHT all Squidoo pages were written by me… yep… NOW I am starting to see WHY the FBI was focused so much on my mother's Squidoo articles as being the cause of BOTH the backhoe driving over my house AND the golfclub woman murdering my son, WHILE saying evidence is my mother, not me was the target.

I don't know what to think or who to believe anymore.  It just seems like everyone I thought I could trust, turned out to be doing nothing but lying to me and lying about me, and have been doing it for years, because I was bedridden and paralyzed and so they thought they could get away with it because they never expected me to relearn to walk, never expected me to regain the ability to use my hands, and never expected me to return to posting online after 13 years of not being online, so they thought they could away with pretending to be me online, and lying about about why I was missing offline, because they never expected I would recover enough to to return to living life again and point them out for the lies they've been spreading about me offline and online for thirteen years now. And I don't know what their motives are or why any of them have been doing it. 

An update to info about this woman impersonating me (added January 26, 2026)

If you were bedridden for 9 years, would your friends and family remember you when you returned to walking again?

Mine didn't, in fact they forgot me so hard that an impersonator took my place in their lives for 9 years. How does this happen?

 I had a wild experience today, and it has made me question: how fast do YOU forget people you know? Like details about them? I ask because, this was someone who knows me offline, face to face, local friend, who hasn't seen me in about a year, but knows me, and knows my car... specifically knows my cars... a 1992 Volvo, that is fully mural painted, with a giant pink jellyfish on the hood, a purple unicorn on one side, a blue merman and a seraphum angle on the other side, and a purple dragon on the back. Also, has a huge four foot long wheelchair carrier on the back, with my website url painted in yellow daisies. This is the same car that for over a decade had 2.5 million marbles glued to it.

I build art cars. I have NEVER not once in 50 years ever owned a car that was NOT an art car. Some of my cars are very, very, very, very famous *cough-TheRealChristineakaTheWorld'sMostHauntedCar-madefamousbyStephenKing-akaI'mtheREALGypsywitchfromThinner-cough*. My motorhome glows in the dark, yes, it's painted with blacklight neon pink and neon lime green metal flake bass boat paint.

I'm kind of a little bit famous, not only for my cars, but also for being one of the few authors on the planet to have sold over ten million copies of my books, most of which have pictures of my cars instead of pictures of me the author in the author bio, because my cars are more famous then I am.

I am also known for my cloths, and more recently my wheelchair, because I still wear the traditional garb of my people, we are Gypsies, and that means I wear what is often mistaken for Muslim/hyjabi because I wear head scarfs, long veils, long kaftan, long kimono-like robes, great kilts, and huge ruahna shawls, most of which are hand woven in bright colours and thick embroidery, sequins, and beadwork that would make Liberace proud.

I have never dressed "normal" (by American standards) and I've never had a normal car, and one of my cars is so famous it has 30million fans, and I've had to keep it in storage for over twenty years, because it's so famous I can't take it out without being mobbed by it's fans: THOUSANDS of them.

The Volvo is not quite as famous as the Dodge, but it's almost. And it too is to the point where, I can't even park it in my driveway because my driveway faces the main road, and I have to daily deal with dozens of tourists in my driveway taking pictures of themselves with my car if I leave it in the driveway. I have to park it on a side street around the back, so that it can not be seen from the main road.

And that, insaly famous car, is the car in question here. I've owned the Volvo since 2006, it is my daily driver, BUT, ever since buying it, it has ALWAYS had issues with cold weather. It is after all an antique car, nearly forty years old, that I am using as my daily driver. And so, because I actually care about keeping my cars running, and don't buy a new car every year like Americans do, that means I also, keep my car off the road, once deep winter arrives.

This year, deep winter arrived, mid December, and so two weeks before Christmas, as I have done every year since 2006, I packed up my car and put it in storage for the winter. I'll take it out of storage when winter shows signs of leaving, which given how it is going so far this year, means I likely will not be using my car until mid March or later.

So, this person, who knows me, and knows my car... had comments to say today about "my" car. The specifics of the comments are not important. What was important was "my" car was upsetting them a great deal and they informed me of this, as they had just seen “my” car minutes prior.

Needless to say this confused me greatly, because my car has been in a storage unit for a little over two months now and is still there.

I told them this. 

They were now equally as confused as I was.

Then they explained which car they were talking about.

It was just a plain, ordinary, normal, looks like the millions of other cars in America that look just like it average car.

That's not your car?

Nope.

Why would it be?

I'm KNOWN for a neon orange car, a glow in the dark green and pink blacklight car, and a muralled and rhinestone'd car... I'm known for a wardrobe that rivals Liberaces in both colour and rhinestones... more recently I'm also known for a neon yellow and orange, glow in the dark wheelchair, I'm known for book covers in the guadeiest shades of eye blinding pink and purple...

I'm legally blind since birth, I can not see shades of red, brown, grey, or black, I can only see neon shades of pink, orange, yellow, and teal blue... so EVERYTHING I do, my book covers, my clothes, my wheelchair, and my cars are always ONLY in those colours because I can't see other colours... why would you think, a car that was NOT neon pink, day glow orange, or glow in the dark lime green, was mine?

But the thing is... this is someone who knows me personally, offline, someone who I don't think is aware I'm famous (because most locals don't, I like my privacy), but, they ARE someone who in the summer when my car is not in storage sees my car almost every single day... so they KNOW the antique Volvo with the wild neon paint job that looks like it drove out of the 1960s, is my car. They also know I'm in a wheelchair and can't go out of the house without the wheelchair so can't go in ANYONE'S car unless their car is equipped with wheelchair transportability.

The car in question, not only a fairly newish aged car of common drab colour, also does not have a wheelchair carrier, so, that too should have been obvious.

But...

Here's the thing...

So, it turns out, because this person has not seen me in over a year, they forgot I was in a wheelchair and they forgot my car is a work of psychedelic art on wheels, and ... the car they were complaining about was parked in front of my apartment, you know, in a city that has 27k on street parked cars, so no body parked on the street is parked in front of their own house... so they just assumed it was my car.

But... back to the question at the start... 

When you are dealing with common, average, same old same old carbon copy cars that all look alike, or when you are dealing with Americans who own such cars.... I can understand how you forget them, because, they are arguably forgettable. Out of the factory they all look exactly the same to millions of other cars.

But, when you have a car like mine... how do you forget that? Or, when someone has been using a wheelchair for 13 years, over a decade now, how do you forget that?

I'm just left to wonder... obviously there is an issue of memory loss here... but... it seemed like an odd bit of memory exchange.

And it got me to thinking, that this is not the first time such as thing has happened (first time with this person), it actually has been happening quite a lot since 2021.

See, I became crippled in 2013 and was bedridden from 2013 to 2021... so, I vanished completely 100% from church, college, work, and online/social media/my blogs/etc. Gone without a trace, because I was paralyzed, severed spine, paralyzed arms and legs, and it took from 2013 to 2021 to relearn to use my fingers, hands, arms, and legs.... May 2021, I went outside for the first time in 9 years... that was when you started to see me doing my daily "walk around the block" using my wheelchair as a walker, pushing it and leaning on it for support, to try to relearn to walk. The first day it took me over 2 hours to reach the West Cutts Street stop signs, a distance of about 200 feet. Now in 2026 I am able to walk to the dirt road beside the tracks and back in about an hour and a half (a distance of about 750 yards).

In my daily walking i encounter a LOT of people who knew me BEFORE 2013, who are stunned, shocked, and upset to learn I was paralyzed and no one told them... worse... they usually think it must be recent, happened a few weeks ago.... why, because they tell me of a woman with a black car, sometimes they call it a Cadillac, other times a Lincoln, other times a Buick, but always a big fairy new black sedan... whom they THOUGHT was me, in fact, they stopped to talk with her... and one pointed out... "wait, I just remembered, you were born with low functioning Autism, like RainMan, you are almost mute, you can't talk right, she's talks fine; how did I mistake her for you? I never noticed she wasn't you until I just see you now!" 

Nearly a dozen different people have told me of this woman, they say she goes by "EelKat" even tells them to call her "EelKat". EelKat is the name of a fictional talking black cat from my novels. I am not EelKat, I have never called myself EelKat. But this woman, who has been impersonating me locally, had MULTIPLE DOZEN locals convinced she was me.

She also convinced people that I believed my WW2 veteran homeless friend to be an "amphibious alien" named Etiole. A homeless transman in his 90s, who was a prisoner of war during WW2, survived a concentration camp, and lives with massive PTSD, unable to be around people, and has horrible burns all over his body disfiguring him. He was a fighter piolet from France, back then still living as a cis-female. He is not an alien, his name is not Etiole, I've never called him an alien, I don't call him Etiole... and yet, this black haired woman has not only convinced dozens of locals, but spread the rumour so far and wide online,, that I found out about it in September 2023 when Coast To Coast AM Radio showed up in my driveway asking to interview me about being an alien abductee! I've never been abducted by aliens, my friend is not an alien, heck, I don't even believe in aliens or any of that other conspiracy theory junk!

My best friend is a World war Two fighter pilot, and you’ve all known that, I’ve been taken care of him since 1978! When that impersonator showed up calling him an alien, that should have been your first red flag that she WAS NOT ME!

And, these local people, since 2021, and my return both to the internet and going outside, after 9 years not online and 9 years bedridden... these local people are all telling me the same thing: "OMG! I thought she was you! I forgot you never wear pants! I forgot your always wear a head scarf! I forgot you wear glasses! (she does not) I forgot you build/drove art cars! I forgot..." It's an endless list of "I forgot this about you..."

And it's not just random locals..... it's my aunts, my uncles, my cousins, people I went to college with for 3 years, people I went to church with for forty years... these are people who knew me up close and personal, people I went to movies with, people I interacted with offline daily for years... 

• --they FORGOT I was mute and thought nothing of suddenly "me" showing up and talking to them?

I’ve only recently just started learning how to talk because I had surgery on my jaw… turns out my jaw bone has been fused shut since infancy and jaw replacement surgery fixed my mutness… but five decades of no vocal chord use my voice is barely above a whisper and ‌always will be, plus I slur words really bad because five decades of writing notes to “speak” in person, means I have no practice with sounding out words, I only know how to write them… how did you not notice this woman SPOKE when I WRITE everything on a notepad for five decades because I was born mute!!!!

• --they FORGOT I was legally blind and thought nothing of suddenly "me" showing up and seeing them and not wearing glasses?

Here's one...

• --they FORGOT I am not white, I am an INDIGENOUS race, a Native American & Persian Gypsy and thought nothing of suddenly "me" showing up SUDDENLY A WHITE PERSON?

--they FORGOT I was Kickapoo Native American, Persian Gypsy, and Mongolian/Asian mix race and thought nothing of suddenly "me" showing up WHITE? Yeah, I’m STILL got my flat Asian face, lidded Asian eyes, huge Native American nose and brown Native American skin, none of my skin colour, eye shape, or facial bone structure changed,... how did you mistake a white person for me? WTH?

HOW does that happen?

• Forget that she showed up gibbering madness about aliens… she wasn’t even the same RACE or SKIN COLOUR as me! And THAT didn’t tell you that she was not me?

HOW does that happen?

How do you forget I'm not white?

People see what they WANT to see... and I never realized how MUCH people see what they WANT to see instead of what is ACTUALLY IN FRONT OF THEM.

The strangest one was a woman who came running up to me yelling

"Hey, eelKat, wait up!" and when I turned around to facwe her she stopped shot and stode there "wait, your not... your... wait... your you... but... wait... so... who ... but... I though... wait... so ...wh.o.. wait... who...who have I been talking to all this time?"

She then told me that soon as she saw me it jolted her memory and reminded her that I was in fact me; she then explained that for the past ten years she has been going shopping, to movies, out to eat, went to an Atwater wedding, went to a few Atwater funerals, all with this other woman, who she thought was me the entire time... then embarrassed explained that somehow this other woman had convinced her and all my aunts and uncles and cousins that she was me and they had all believed she was me... she further explained that, upon seeing the real me up close, all her old pre-2010 memories of me flooded back and she immediately recognized me as me, and said that she can't figure out why it was that she never noticed this imposter was not me, because now seeing me face to face for the first time in over a decade, that this imposter looks and sounds and acts and talks and dresses nothing like me at all and there is no logical reason why she SHOULD have thought the imposter was me at all.

I suppose this would explain odd things like in 2016 the day the Biddeford police came over, with his phone on speaker, talking to an Old Orchard police officer and the conversation was:

BPD: "Nope, she's right here in Biddeford, I'm talking to her right now."

OPD: "Yeah, see? I told you this isn't her."

Man police called "Mark": "That is EelKat!"

OPD: "No, it isn't!"

BPD: "WolfBoy, you gotat stop with the fake complaints about Wendy, she's right here in Biddeford."

Mark: "That woman in the cowboy hat is Wendy."

Me: "I don't own a cowboy hat."

OPD: "I think you don't wear jeans either do you?"

ME: "I'm a Mormon. The Church does not allow women to wear pants."

OBP: "See? Told you she never wears pants."

Mark: "SHE TOLD ME SHE WAS EELKAT!"

OBD: "That's not EelKat. Wendy is the one everyone calls EelKat and that's not Wendy. Wendy is in Biddeford right now, we got an officer at her apartment talking to her right now."

Mark: "THAT IS WENDY! SHE TOLD ME SHE WAS WENDY!"

OPD: "This woman is not Wendy. We know Wendy really well. Her dad is an OOB Fireman. Her grandfather founded the Old orchard beach Fire Department. Her great grandfather founded our town. We know the Allens really well. That woman is not one of them."

Mark: "THAT IS MY LAND AND I WANT HER OFF OF IT."

OPD: "WorlfBoy, I have already told you, this land belongs to Miss Allen. We checked the deed. This woman is not Miss Allen and YOU do not own this land."

BPD: "Should I have an ambulance bring Wendy down to Old Orchard, so you can see who she is?"

Mark: "What are you talking about an ambulance for?!?!"

BPD: "Sir, I don't think you know who Miss Allen is. She's bedridden. She's a cripple. She's a quadriplegic. And both of you are treepassing on her private property. Legally we can arrest both of you."

That event always puzzled me. The police never did tell me who either the woman or WolfBoy Mark were, just said that they'd handle it and keep them both of my property.

As I don't know anyone named Mark, I never did find out who Mark wolfBoy was. And apparently no one knows who the real name of this woman impersonating me and as I personally have never seen her I don't know if she is somebody I know or not.

So, I knew in 2016 because of that event that someone was claiming to be me. But it was not until summer 2025, just 6 months ago, when I started walking outside pushing my wheelchair around the block, that I first became aware of how massively, enormously wide spread this woman's level of impersonating me really was.

Additionally, my banks accounts had been closed. By who or when is unknown. bein quardapalegic since 2013 until 2021, and not able to walk any distance until 2023, means I found out about it in 2023, the first time I was able to go to the bank since 2013.

I had opened both a savings account and a checking account in 1979, so these two accounts were over forty years old, and the only bank account I had ever had. In 2023, I went to the bank for the first time since becoming crippled in 2013, as it was the first time of my ability to get that far away from my bed in a decade, to be told:

"I'm sorry, these accounts are close."

At first I thought, they must have been closed due to inactivity. So I asked: "Where's my money then?"

Confused the girl said: "You withdrew all of it when you closed the account."

Equally confussed I said to her: "I've been bedridden and paralized from a broken spine, I haven't been out of bed in ten years. How could I possibly have come in here and closed my accounts. I did not close my accounts. Who did?"

The girl got the manager, a woman who knew me. "Wendy I have not seen you in years, how's things been?"

I told her of being crippled, patalized, a broken spine, bedridden for a decade, only now just starting to gain any level of revocery, and now just finding out my accounts were closed. She was horrified on many levels, said she had no idea my injury had happened, no one had told her, no iddea my accounts were closed, knew I had been coming to this back since the 1970s, and immediatly went to check the records.

Indeed, my savings account and my checking account were both closed, money gone, withdrawn. But here was a further issue: Thye bank's system, after an account has been closed for 6 months, automaticly deletes all records, save the account number itself, with the one word "closed".

So, at some point between 2013 and 2022 someone, they don't know who, withdrew ll my money, they don't know how much, and closed both accounts. And because it happened over 6 months prior to my discovering it, they no record of when exactly it happened. We simply know that the last handwritten date in my physical checkbook was in 2013, so it could have happened, all the way back then. Who knows.

So this local woman who is impersonating me, she also took all my money, which is WHY I have no money to rebuild the house that these people ALSO drove a backhoe over. It is WHY I am still homeless since 2013 and now into 2026, and why I am staying with various local relatives during my recovery.

But look at everything these people are doing! 

They are LITERALY TRYING TO ERASE MY ENTIRE EXISTANCE and then REWRITE IT INTO SOME CRAZY ALIEN ABTUCTTE BULLSHIT!

They literaly ERASED MY HOUSE

They LITERALLY ERASED MY SON

They TRIED TO MURDER ME and DID MURDER MY SON!

They cut my car in half!

They hacked dozens of my real accounts and replaced my articles with alien and ufo gibberish nonsence!

They created 33 fake Reddit accounts impersonating me and again filling it with alien abduction and ufo believeing bullshit!

They created 27 fake FaceBook accounts and again filled it up with alien and ufo nutty bull crap.

They created over 2 dozen credit cards in my name... when I've never owned a credit card in my entire life!

THEY CUT MY LAND IN HALF AN ILLEGALLY SOLD HALF OF IT TO DON COOLIARD!

They DELETED MY BANK ACCOUNTS AND TOOK ALL OF MY MONEY!

They had a woman SHOW UP LOCALLY AND PRETEND TO BE ME BECAUSE THEY KNEW I WAS A QURADRAPALEGIC AND AFTER I SURVIVED THEN TRYING TO KILL ME! And they went to all my friends, relatives, and church and gaslight everyone into believe she was me, JUST SO THAT NO ONE WOULD FIND OUT I WAS PARALIZED FROM AN ATTEMPT TO MURDER ME!

And now they are sending some freak, with yet another big truck... this time to put up 6 foot tall walls of ice across my door so I can't go outside, now that I am relearning to walk, because they REALLY DON'T WANT ANYONE TO SEE the REAL me, because it ruins their entire gaslighting of everyone if any one sees REAL ME, because their impersonator doesn't look enough like me to ACTUALLY pass off as me now that I'm back to going outside again.

NO! I do not like this constriction truck... and yes, it was not a plow truck... it was a BIG YELLOW CONSTRUCTION TRUCK that built that 6 foot tall wall of ice across my doorway!

And yes, I HAVE noticed that EVERY TIME something happens its construction trucks andmen wearing constriction crew jackets.

Who it is who drove a backhoe over my house August 8, 2013, the police have been unable to determin. They've only been able to deterim who owns the backhoe and he claims the backhoe was stolen, driven out of his driveway, and down the road... someone HAD to have seen that happen, but so far no one has come forward to say so.

This seems to also explain why I have online, several relatives who claim I have attended weddings and funerals of relatives whom I have never even heard of before.

Frequently a cousin named "Nina" is mentions, and to my knowledge I have ZERO relatives named "Nina" so I haven't a fucking clue who this "Nina" cousin is that supposedly I know really well.

And I'm thinking, this perhaps might explain the wild and very violent gang that shows up harassing me about someone named Tod Murphey, whom they claim I know, even though I've no clue who Tod Murphey is.

And I'm wondering too, is this imposter also the reason none of my family, friends, and relatives were aware that my son was murdered... in fact most seem unaware that I had a son, named Xavier Octavian Allen Wildes.

And it seems that this woman showed up ONLY DAYS after my son's murder making it look like she showed up with the SPECIFIC GOAL OF USING MISDIRECTION TO TRY TO HIDE MY SON'S MURDER from people closest to me.

This woman, whom, I still don't know who she is, and apparently nighter does anyone she's been interacting with... IMPERSONATED ME OFFLINE... interacting with my friends, family, and relatives, for NINE YEARS... WITHOUT A SINGLE ONE OF THEM NOTICEING THAT SHE WAS NOT ME!

And I use to ask why no one ever visited me in the hospital or why no one visited me NOT EVEN ONCE the entire time I was quadriplegic... and now I know the reason is because someone who clearly knew how bad off I was, impersonated me, but they didn't even TRY... they drove around in a car nothing like anything I would own, they wore clothe I wouldn't be caught dead in, they ARE NOT BLIND, NOT MUTE, NOT IN A WHEELCHAIR, and they are WHITE... and no one noticed that I was suddenly miraculously no longer blind, no longer mute, no longer in a wheelchair, no longer brown skinned, no longer wearing dresses, no longer wearing head scarfs, suddenly talking about bizarre things I don't believe in like aliens... and not one of them, not even my relatives recognized that she was not me?

That's what I thought of today, when this person who knows me and my cars, but hasn't seen me in a year, and forgot, both that my car is a wild paint job antique Volvo and I'm in a wheelchair.

I think I am very surprised to realize that it's so easy for so many people to forget glaring details on such extremes.

Most people in my life, had no clue I was bedridden quadriplegics from 2013 to 2021, because, some one who is not even my race, and made zero attempt to look or sound like me, made no attempt to have any of my disabilities... pretended to be me that entire time, and no one noticed the change in race the no longer being blind the no longer being mute, the no longer being a Mormon, the no longer wearing tradition 14th century garb,, the no longer driving art cars... she simply TOLD THEM she was me, used nothing but my name, and was able to live here in Old Orchard and Biddeford, Maine for NINE YEARS passing herself off as me without NO ONE noticing?

• Do you realize how terrifying that is?

Do you know what that means?

That means someone can do the same thing to YOU, you who is right now reading this, someone can just take your life and pretend to be you, and they don't even have to look like you, act like you, dress like you, NOTHING, they only have to tell your friends and relatives they ARE you, and no one in your life will have paid enough attention to who you really are, so no one will notice they are not you.

And I KNOW it can happen to any one of you, because it happened to me, and I'm still flabbergasted by how MANY close friends and family members were so easily deceived by someone who didn't even make an effort to look or be like me at all.

I just don't get it.

Is the average person's memory really that bad?

Who is this woman and why is she doing this?

The FBI believes she is connected to the golf club woman who crippled me and murdered my son.

The FBI believes, the golf club woman THOUGHT she killed me, and when she found out I survived her violent attack, but was paralyzed, that she had one of her friends or family members pretend to be me, and do everything they possibly could, to gaslight everyone connected to me, into FORGETTING I was pregnant, FORGETTING that a backhoe drove over my house,

only a few days before the golf club woman murdered my son and crippled me

FORGETTING, everything I stood for, FORGETTING who I was and what I believed, and REPLACING it with a bunch of wild crazy bullshit about aliens, ufos, and gibberish nonsense.

The FBI also believes, this woman to be someone REALLY CLOSE to my parents... in fact, the FBI believes she is the daughter of one of my mother's brothers. According to the FBI, some of my female cousins look enough like me, that they could pass themselves off as me. The FBI think this to be WHY, people in MY FAMILY, including all 3 of my mother's sisters, and 6 of my mother's brothers, and more then 200 of my first cousin, ALL BELIEVED this woman to be me.

The FBI believes, that being a relative, one of my 400+ first cousins, the FBI believe with that many people in the family, it is easy to confuse faces.

According to the FBI, all she would have need was for ONE person, my mother my father, one of my siblings, some one from my church, my husband... the FBI says... it would only have taken someone like one of them, some who knew me really well, knew she wasn't me, but TOLD the rest of the relative that she WAS me... the FBI says, if one person who knew me well, DECLAIRED this woman to be me, the ENTIRE rest of the 400+ people my family, would simply believe without question, she was me. Any "Oh but I thought Wendy..." would quickly be shut down by that one person, by "Oh, you're remembering wrong, she here she is."

The FBI says some one very, very, VERY close to me, a parent, a sibling, a spouse, knows who the gold club woman is, knows who this impersonator woman is, and is working with both of them, to do everything in their power to erase all memory of the existence of my murdered 8 month old son.

and on that note:

If you encounter a page which asks for a password, no, you can not request access. There are over 2k pages of this website set to password access, due to the ongoing FBI investigation into my son's murder. If you are a police officer authorized access these pages but do not have the passwords, let me know, I will deliver the passwords to the specific pages you are allowed to access, to you via the Portland FBI office and you can pick them up from the FBI agent in charge of the murder investigation.

Pages where you can find out more information on that:

• 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.

• Who is Tod Murphy and why does this woman arrive to yell the name Tod Murphey at me on the anniversary of my son's murder every year since 2021?

• Receiving death threats over a septic tank and a little brown log cabin, but I own neither a septic tank nor a little brown log cabin... what even are these thugs talking about?

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Update: January 29, 2026: similar topic

wow, some people are saying there have been disruptions at some Iron Lung showings, very rude people ruining the experience for others. I really hope that dooesn't happen here.

I have been bedridden with a broken spine since 2013, quadriplegic the first few years, paraplegic the years later, today in 2026, I have movement in 2 fingers on my right hand, and near no use at all of my left hand; since 2021 I have been relearning to walk... in 2021 it took me 4 hours to walk 75 feet distance. Today in 2026 I can now walk (while pushing my wheelchair and using it for support) 750 feet in just an hour and a half (that the length of the average driveway by the way).

I was bedridden, paralyzed with no arm or leg movement for 9 years, have had only limited arm and leg movement since then, and not being able to go outside for over a decade, means I have not been to a movie in 13 years.

Though the theatre is only 15 minutes away, it will take us 2 hours to get me out of bed, in my wheelchair, out of my wheelchair, in the car, get the wheelchair folded and also in the car, drive the 15 minutes to the movie, get the chair back out of the car, get me in the chair, get in the theatre, get into the room, get me out of the wheelchair and into a theatre seat... that is a TWO HOUR process. And it's not easy for my boyfriend, who is 80 years old to do all this. Yes, we are elderly.

Being paralyzed since November 14, 2013 is WHY I started watching Mark, I've not missed a single video of his once since 2013. I was watching him BEFORE he even had 10k followers.

I say this, because I would really hate, to go through the amount of struggle and effort it takes to get out of bed in the first place, to get to the theatre, to see the first movie I have seen in over a decade, just to show up and have rude disrespectful people disrupting it and ruining any ability to enjoy the show.

Its very disheartening to hear that things like this are happening and really hope it doesn't happen to us when we go.

Updated January 31, 2026... Just saw Iron Lung, love it!

@eelkat Just saw #markiplier #ironlungmovie at #saco #maine #applecinemas ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Yaoi Author And for those familiar with the history of the making of Iron Lung... here's a throwback to the day I met Ethan in Portland, Maine a decade ago: February 11, 2026, additional update @eelkat Harassment of disabled wheelchair user continues #winter #mainetok #wheelchairlife #disabilitytiktok #Biddeford ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Yaoi Author

Harassment of disabled wheelchair user continues #winter #mainetok #wheelchairlife #disabilitytiktok #Biddeford

Update (9 hours after uploading)

An 80 year old man, who has to drive 3 hours to get here, is coming over tonight to shovel it out, because apparently everyone in all 11 apartments and 30+ people in my building are Maga (what even is that they were quite proud to say "I am a Maga!" and acted like I'm supposed to know what that even means??) and me having Multiple Schorosis (which they said i deserve; why exactly?) and being brown (im Native American, Kickapoo tribe) , and an LGBTQAI+ supporter, and Bad Bunny at the Super Bowl is why this is there? Who is Bad Bunny? What are they talking about? What's does the Super Bowl have to do with hateful people putting a six foot tall pile of snow across the exit trapping me so I can not get out? Is every single person at 409 Main St, Biddeford out of their minds? What are they talking about and why are they so full of hate, why are they harassing me, and who is Bad Bunny? What is Maga? I am so confused. I need to go outside to excerise my legs for physical therapy and i can't because someone, apparently one of them, put a 6 foot tall wall of snow across my door, trapping me from getting out, leaving me with no fire excape either. But yow, I had no clue how hateful of us none white people every one in my building was... being bedridden since 2013, and only just starting to go outside from only just starting to relearn to walk, I'd never met anyone who lives in my building before. I find thier sentiment that I deserve this harassment because of my skin colour and them being mad about some sports game, rather disturbing and incredibly terrifying.

But the only person I can find who will come help me to get outside and not be trapped in the building is an 80 year old man from half way across the state, he's on his way here now, but it's going to be way after dark before he gets here.
Why are the people in my building so mean and hateful?

Video from 8:30am this morning if you don't know what I'm talking about, what someone in the building at 409 Main St, Biddeford did today, and that apparently all 30+ people in all 11 apartments think was a good joke and all collectively worked on together, because I'm not white:

@eelkat Harassment of disabled wheelchair user continues #winter #mainetok #wheelchairlife #disabilitytiktok #Biddeford ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Yaoi Author

here, have another video:

@raphaelcoyotl That would Suck. ♬ original sound - Raphael Coyotl

They did that to my grandmother. What they are talking about in this video, my grandmother Eva Viola, was one of the women this happened to. My mother's mother. I think my mother and her Atwater siblings forgot that, forgot where they came from, forgot who they were, forgot how their mother was treated. forgot her mother was taken away from her family, called her "a red skinned savage" and daily beaten and raped by the head of the Shaker Village in Shapleigh, Maine on Sabbath Day Lake, from 4 years old. They kept her as the see washer girl slave of the church, and you can see pictures of her in the museum that's there now. Beatings and rape was the punishment for her inability to speak the White Man's English. Her grandmother fought for decades to try to get her grandbaby Eva back, but was denied adoption rights on grounds of her being "a dirty red skinned squaw who refused to submit to being turned civilized". That was in the 1930s, Maine. She was a Kickapoo stolen from her tribe when she was 4 years old. My Grammy Eva, retold that story to me daily, telling me to never forget what the White men did to her.

Today, my mother and her siblings pass themselves off as white and deny being Indigenous Native Americans. their mother, Eva Viola Atwater, would be so ashamed of them. I think a lot ICE supporters forgot what White men did to us Native Americans, and that it wasn't that long ago. In fact was still going on, not even yet 40 years ago.

Most of us Native Americans in our 50s experienced this happening to us in the 1970s and 1980s, and don't like that it's happening again right now to others who like us, also are not white. ICE sightings keep happening in Biddeford.

I saw them myself just 4 houses down from us, about 2 weeks ago, and other neighbours are seeing them around other parts of Biddeford.

Stay safe, but with what happened to me yesterday, my life being endangered by a 6 foot tall wall of snow being put across the only exit I can access, and then, when I asked my neighbours to help, they started saying they did it and did it because they were mad at someone named Bad Bunny, so going out of their way to make life harder for us who are not white, and they started accusing me, an Indigenous Native American Kickapoo, of being an immigrant and saying they needed to block me into my apartment so I couldn't flee before ICE got me... I find that very disturbing, especially considering I'm a 15th generation Native Mainer, and my land in Old Orchard Beach, has NEVER been out of my family.

My family was living there BEFORE the white men attacked us there for the first time in 1531.

I do not like that local white people have put it into their heads that me and my family are immigrants or that me and my family should be harassed or that ICE should come after me and my family, when we are not only Native American, but we still own our native land, for well over 600 years and are the oldest family in the State of Maine to be on our original land.

This local hysteria of white people sicing ICE on none white people, and in my case an actual literal wall of ice 6 feet tall across my door, needs to stop. You wouldn't like it if someone did it to you and you know it, so why are you doing it to us?

How dare you call me an immigrant you fucking arrogant, ignorant, hate fueled  WHITE bastards who don't even belong in this country to begin with! There ain't no WHITE people native to America you filthy pieces of shit!

@eelkat Harassment of disabled wheelchair user continues #winter #mainetok #wheelchairlife #disabilitytiktok #Biddeford ♬ original sound - Wendy C Allen | 📚 Yaoi Author

February 13, 2026, additional update

Answering question that was sent to me from NextDoor & FaceBook:

I have stage 4 MS (multiple sclerosis). I have had MS since I was 16, though doctors had misdiagnosed it several times, and it was not until I was 42 years old when doctors realized the original diagnoses was wrong. At 42 the diagnosis was changed to "Stage 4 MS" with a mumbled apology of "had this been correctly diagnosed back when you was a teenager, it probably wouldn't have gotten to stage 4 at all, as there is treatment if diagnosed early".

No, I am not able to stand in an upright position for more then an hour or two a day, often I can not stand at all.

Yes, what people keep calling a "rollator" is NOT a rollator. It is a Vocic z51 Transitional Wheelchair, you can look up the model yourself, the company that makes them has several videos and articles on what it does and why it's made.

It is a Vocic z51 Transitional Wheelchair, that is made specifically for people with MS and similar mobility issues. What this means is it is a wheelchair, that has stability bars in its sides (those big square rods that form an A-frame on each side of it), which allows me to put my full weight on it and stand up using it for support. Most wheelchairs are not made with stability bars like this, because they are designed for people who are never or rarely standing up. If you look at the handle bar, it is double sided - meaning 4 handles, instead of 2. 2 foward facing handles so I can hold them and use them to stand up, this allows the chair to be used like a rollator pushed by the patient (me) to use to excersise leg muscles for physical therapy, and 2 backward faceing handles for a caretaker to push the wheelchair while I am sitting. It has the option to have a motor added to it, turning it into a power wheechair as wheel.

This sort of wheelchair is primarily used as physical therapy for wounded soilders who are relearning to walk. It is the type of wheelchair used for people with MS, POTs, and other similar disorders as well.

As this chair is designed for MS and ALS, it also has the option of adding voice proppelled (like what Steven Hawkings used on his wheelchair) via an AI computer; thise feature is for people whom have lost use of their arms, and are using it as a powerchair, but can not push the powerbuttons with their hands, so can voice activate the chair to move on it's own. The company makes several other different features and add ons for this chair, each designed for use by people with different illnesses. But I am only familar with it's MS specific features, as those are the ones I need it for.

Because it is designed to be a wheelchair 90% of it's useage time and only typically used as a rollator for under two hours a day, it features a layered memory foam seat designed for sitting in 4+ hours to a time.

It is what is known in mobility aid communities as a "transport wheelchair" or an "ambulatory wheelchair", so if you've ever heard of this device before, that is likely the term you would have heard. This "name" come from the fact that they are used by people who travel a lot, for example someone who is a CosPlayer and travels to a lot of conventions, would have this sort of wheelchair because it's smaller and lighter then a typical more standard wheelchair (only 32" wide and only 50lbs, vrs most wheelchairs are much wider and can weight over 200lbs), and can be folded down "small-ish) to fit in a car (maybe) (mine does not fit in either my Volvo or either of my parents' cars, thus why I have a wheelchair traier for it on the back of my Volvo; I have only 1 friends who has a car this fits in, so it's NOT as easily fit into most cars as the company advertises it to be... it also is too wide to fit through MOST doors of MOST houses, and only fits through just ONE door of our apartment building).

Because I primarily sell my books (novels, print/paperbacks) out of tent/booths at carnivals, car shows, festivals, comicbook conventions, state fairs, ect, the need to be able to have a wheelchair I can both take in my car and sit in for 4+ hours to a time, was a primary factor in choose this particular make/model wheelchair over the dozen+ others like it by other companies. So, yes, when you see me at LaKermeese or PortCon or Yarmouth Clam Festival or Moxie Festival or the Autism Awareness Car Show or the Saco Spirit Car show, yes, this wheelchair is in fact what I am sitting in. I can not use folding chair or seatting provided by most such events.

While I am able to stand up and walk a few feet with a cane, the distance is so short, that I can not even make it half way down the distance of my driveway.

For a few months in late 2023/early 2024, I was able to walk around the block with only a cane, which doctors at the time thought was reversal symptoms caused by medications, however, an MS flareup in summer 2024, reversed whatever that was, and I've not been able to walk with a cane since. Doctors have been unable to determine why a brief period of hightened mobility happened or why is just as suddenly went away, my doctors explaintion was the shrug and say "It's MS, it does that sometimes". It was innitally thought to be a sign of improvment caused by medication, and later decided to be "just one of those things MS does sometimes".

Attempts to sit in a upright position for more then a couple hours a day cause servere flare ups and paralise. For example, on January 31, we went to see the Iron Lung movie, it was not untill February 4 (4 days later) that I was able to sit in an upright position again, and it was February 7 (7 days later) before I was able to stand up again. This is because the amount of exertion on my nerves and muscles, that was requires to sit unmoving for a 2 hout long movie. This side effect is WHY it had been 13 years since the last time I have gone to a movie. I simply can not sit up for a space of 2+ hours without serious debilitating side effects that last for a week or more.

MS has variable symptoms by person, depending on which nerves have erroded holes in them. Yes, that is what MS does: it is literally holes in your nerves, This is like if you punched holes into electric wires of your table lamp and then had intermitant connections, where sometimes your lights came on, other times the lamps flicker, and othertimes no connection ability of turn on the lights at all. MS is like that. So depended on where the lesions have occurred a person can have different symptoms. For me my legs (both), left arm, and left hand are where the worst of the "nerve hole legions" impact.

Additionally I have rheumatoid arthristis (diagnosed at age 4, this is a lifelong thing, that grew worse in recent years). It is in my primarily hip and shoudlers. My right leg bone is fully fused to my right hip bone, there is no cartalage; this is why I drag my right leg and can not put any substantial weight on it. This leg gets progressivly shorter, due to the top of my leg bone slowly pushing it's way up higher into the socket joint of my hip. My leg is about a 1/4" shorter now, then it was 20 years ago, so i's a slow getting shorter, but this is also who I am unable to simple "stand up" aka, the shortened leg causes balance issues and attempts to stand up (without a mobility aid) cause me to immediatly topple top heavily to the right and fall over. This is why I have used a cane, staff, or walking stick since I was just six years old, aka my whole life.

In 2013 my condition grew dramatically worse when, a still yet unidentified woman weilding a golf club, should up at the Buglight Lighthouse Art Studio Parking Lot of Southern Maine Community College, November 14, 2013, at a few minutes past 10PM. I was leaned over into the back seat of my Volvo putting my easle and pait bag in my car, when someone screaming "I'm Clair!" showed up behind me. I did not have time to turn around to see who was yelling or why, before she started beating me with a golf club. I was 8 month pregnent, with my 8th pregnacy, and my 1st pregnacy to reach 5 months+ without a misscarrige. He attack, caused a labour and beat my baby's head in on the parking lot with her golf club, seconds after he was born, her golf club also, broke 3 vertebrae of my spine, broke my hip, broke my pelvis, and broke my knee.

However, the current state I am in now, happened June 26, 2016 at the Scarborough Walmart parking lot, when the same woman, this time with a early 1990s gold Volvo station wagon, pulled up beside my Volvo while I was taking bags of groceries out of a shopping cart and putting them in my car. She leaped out of the gold Volvo, grabbed the shopping cart, and started using it as a battering ram to hit me, while accusing me of being transgender and yelling "That's EelKat she tried to kill my husband!" She was dragged away by a red hair woman, and they both left in the gold Volvo station wagon. This event severed my spinal column, leaving my quardapelegic, ZERO use of my arms or legs at all, and is the injury from which I am currently doing psycal therapy to regain use of my arms and legs. It is also why I have not been online for a decade, and why you are only just starting to see me return to the internet after so many years not online.

This attack happened 2 days after I had surgery (June 24, 2016) so that I could talk (I was born near mute, unable to open my jaw or form words, I was not able to start forming clear word sounds until December of 2016, so I was not physically able to call out for help during either attack.

I am also legally blind, born that way; without glasses I can see only eight inches; with glasses I can see around seven feet. So I did not see her approach in either atack.

I am also nearly deaf, again, since birth, suffering from a tonal distortion, meaning I can only hear certain pitches that are very high (for example I can hear a bird singing from quite a distance, but I can not hear someone talking just a few inches from me). So I did not hear her approch in either attack, and am not able to clearly make out what she said to me.

These two attacks (2013 and 2016) are WHY I now have a camera that records 24/7.

I know no one named Clair and I've no clue who this woman is or why she attacked either time. She'd be about 80 years old now in 2026 though and the FBI has an active tip hotline for anyone who has any information leading to her arrest. She's wanted both for crippleing me and murdering my son.

I have had agoraphobia most of my life, and from 1983 until 2010 had rarely been outside. From 2010 to 2013 I attended Southern Maine Community College 3 times a week as therapy to try to learn out to go outside and talk to people. It was my first time attending school, I had not gone to grade school or high school, so my first year at collage was all adult education remidial classes for learning basics so I could get a GED and take the actual college courses.

Meaning, I have NEVER had interactions with Humans EVER in the forty years prior to 2010 or the decade+ since 2013, so I have ZERO people I know outside of the friends I made in college.

ZERO.

NONE.

And amoung the things this woman said were "you were just like this in high school" which immediatly proves she has me mixed up with someone else, as I NEVER went to school at all.

These two attacks (2013 and 2016) are WHY I now have a camera that records 24/7.

As of right now February 2026:

-I had full function of my right thumb and two right fingers. Partial movement of the right ring and pinkie fingers. Very stiff, limited movement without any grip strength of all my left fingers and left hand. I can move my right arm on limited levels, but I can not lift my arm up high enough to brush my hair. I can breifly rais my arm upright, but it locks my fingers into a stiff straight position, and I can not bend them, aka I can pick up a hair brush, but raising my arm high enough to brush my hair caused my hand to ungrip and drop the brush This is nerve damage and may or may not improve.

-Neigther of my legs has either the nerve function or the muscle strength to hold me up more then a few minutes, this is the primary reason I can not walk. Putting my weight onto the wheelchair allows me to shift my weight off my legs and onto the wheelchair, which gives me brief, limited abilty to walk short distances, but so far, not more then a couple hundred yards. As of right now I can make it from the driveway to the railroad tracks, about 750 feet, in a space of around an hour (most people take under 5 minutes to walk that distance). I am usually able to do this twice a day if a take a four hour nap after he first attempt.

-I can not lift either leg up high enough to use stairs. My leg lifts to a hieght of under 2 inches, while most stairs are 6 to 8 inches per step. I am ONLY able to use stairs IF another person PHYSICALLY CARRIES ME up the stairs. Yes, even if it is just 2 or 3 steps and not a full stair case. i have ZERO ability to use stairs AT ALL. I can not even lift my leg up high enough to step up onto the curb of a sidewalk, and require a person with me to lift me up over the curb, if there is no ramp on the sidewalk.

-While I had gone to culinary school and used to work on a food truck, and had at one point planned to open my own resturant... I am no longer able to cook MOST foods, because of not being able to lift a pot of water. this has seriously changed my diet as EVERYTHING requireing being cooking in boiling water, I physically can no longer make. And something like a frozen pizzza, is also too heavy for my to lift. with only 2 fully functioning fingers on one hand, I can still cut vegetables with a knife, and with the way my left arm hangs unusable at my side but forarm bent, i am able to use my left arm like a tray to sort of carry things... BUT... not being able to stand unaided, I have to hold on to walls or tables or chairs, when trying to cook. I am right now stubbornly still attempting to cook, but, I would estimate that in under two years, I will no longer be able to either cook or feed myself at all and so likely will need to look into hiring a live in caretaken within the next 24 months. I don't seem to have any other option.

-I am in bed 18+ hours a day and it can take an hour or more to sit upright in bed and even longer to try to stand up.

-I used a combination of AI voice to text software and my two usable fingers to type this and everything I type, thus why spelling can be quite bad at times.

Does that answer your questions?

Also, most people don't like answering medical related questions, I'm not mosst people, but you might want to consider that when asking others questions like you asked me.

But... how do you FORGET that someone in your family is THAT disabled...THAT crippled?

And then we have this wild "Tod Murphy woman" who keeps showing up at 409 Main St, Biddeford, and none of can figure out who she is or what is she talking about!

She acts like she thinks I know who she is.

She acts like I should know who Tod Murphey is.

She acts like she assumes I know what she is talking about.

She shows up every year since 2021 the week of the anniversary of my son's murder, and does this.

I don't know who she is. She has never said her name.

I don't know who she is.

I don't know why she is harassing me.

She often has with her a little girl, a toddler about 3 to 5 years old, with bright platinum blond hair; she sometimes has a miniature bull dog, french type with her, dark grey. She has long-ish blond hair usually in a "Barbie doll style" pony tail. There is sometimes a second woman with her, who looks almost exactly the same as her (could be a twin sister?) who has much shorter bobbed hair, and when together BOTH of them are yelling about this Tod Murphy guy.

Just like the golf club Claire woman, this Tod Murphy woman is VERY TALL, a LOT taller then me, I am 5'6" she's tall enough to be a man pretending to be a woman, and EXACTLY like the Clair woman who murdered my son on November 14, 2013 and crippled me on June26, 2016, she accuses me of being transgender, calls me "Bruce's nephew" in the same way the Clair woman called me "Ken's son", they BOTH used the term "transvestite freak" to address me, they both address me as "you it" and "you thing". It is VERY OBVIOUSE that if she is not Claire herself, she has close enough contact with the Clair woman that she uses THE EXACT SAME PHRASEOLOGY AND HATE SLURS.

This Tod Murphy woman either IS my son's murderer or she is in VERY CLOSE CONTACT with my son's murder to the extent that my son's murderers phrasology has infect the Tod Murphy woman's phraseology (a thing that linguistic specialists will tell you generally only happens when you live with someone).

(Note: my dad's name IS in fact Kenneth Ricker Allen, and I have 3 younger brothers whom I am thirty years older then; she seems to think that I am one of my brothers pretending to be a girl???)

(Note: I DO in fact have an uncle named Bruce. Mervin Bruce Atwater - he's that psychopathic UFO nut job who believes in UFOs, aliens, and every other deranged lunatic conspiracy theory you can think.)

I don't know who Tod Murphey is, I never heard of anyone by that name before. I do have a cousin named Timmy Murphy and some distant uncle named Gordon Murphey, but they are both dead a long time ago. I had no other Murphey relatives that I am aware of, if there are others, I've never meet them Timmy and Gordon were the only 2 I knew. At first when she showed up I thought she was looking for my cousin Timmy and didn't know he had died over a decade ago.

And I barely knew either of them. My grandmother Helen Ricker allen babysat for Timmy when he was a toddler, and she died when I was 8 years old. Next time I saw him was 30 years later and he was dead in the middle of the road, I'm the one who found his body, while I was driving home from college, so I had to deal with over a year of police interrogating me about the Ku Klux Klan because of it, because according to the Old Orchard Beach Police officers interrogating me the Ku Klux Klan killed him.

My homeless friend (the one everybody called Etiole - the WW2 vet) knew him, because Timmy Murphey is the one who owns the swamp that abuts my land.

My homeless friend knew him, because Timmy Murphey is the one who owns the swamp that abuts my land. That's HOW my homeless friend became my homeless friend. Timmy Murphy was an abutting neighbour and he was letting this homeless guy camp in the swamp. And the homeless guy used to come over and talk to me.

The land that ufo hunter idiots call "Etuiole's Swamp" that's not mine. Timmy Murphy owned that.

the meadow that crazy alien hunting lunatics call "Etiole's field" that's not mine, nor is the 14th century cemetery in it. That again, belonged to Timmy Murphy.

the homeless guy people call "Etiole" was sleeping in my car in my driveway at night during the winter and during the rain, but his camp was on Timmy's land, not mine. I let him sleep in my car because he was a friend of mine and he had no place else to get out of the rain and snow. He stopped doing that May 2010, when a group of crazy people stole my car, cut it up, and sold it to a auto junkyard in Freeport., all while claiming they had to "kill he car to kill the demon" because some local Mormon Bishop who was also the town manager convinced his church congregation I was "a seawitch" and had "a demon" living in my car.

the homeless guy people call "Etiole" fleed Old Orchard Beach entirely after Timmy was murdered, fleeing just days before the backhoe drove over my house. Since then he's been increasingly hard to find and when I do find him, he's usually holding up with various homeless camps around Maine. But, he's close to 100 years old, a transman, a formor WW2 fighter pilot from France, who is serveraly disabled, and has dwarfism so is not even four feet tall, and even amoung homeless camp groups he gets bullied by other homeless, so more often then not, he camps alone in forests, and Maine with thousands of acres of forests, it's become nearly impossible o locate him these days.

All that land that people keep thinking is mine, ain't mine, it belongs to Timmy Murphy, or it did before he was murdered a few days before the backhoe drover over my house, a few days before my son was murdered, a few days before I was crippled.

FBI believes whomever murdered Timmy Murphy, also murdered my son, and also drove a backhoe over my house.

In fact... the FBI has this "alternate theory" that some developer was trying to buy Timmy Murphy's land, and thought Timmy would sell his land if I sold mine... according to this alternative hypothesis the FBI has, they think the backhoe driving over my house was actually a threat aimed at Timmy Murphy and not me at all.

See, my land isn't even a full acre... it LOOKS quite bigger then that from the road, because it's bordered on 2 sides by Timmy Murphy's land, which was over 50 acres of land, last I knew, including the 3 acre swamp, a 10 acre sandpit, a 10 acre pond, and 20+ acres of old growth pine forest that hasn't been touched by Humans in over 700 years.

My land is directly in front of it, and so it gives the ILLUSION that I own a shit ton load of land, but in fact, I only own the little sliver of land directly in front of the swamp, and it's less than an acre. All that huge exapance of land you can see from the road, I don't own that, Timmy Murphy did.

But the FBI says they can not find ANY MOTIVE DIRECTLY AT ME PERSONALLY. and they said they believe it is quite possible that whoever drove the backhoe over my house THOUGHT they were driving the backhoe over Timmy Murphy's house.

Like I've said before, the FBI has been saying right since the beginning they thought my cousin next door (Timmy Murphy) was the ACTUAL target of the backhoe attack. They believe someone hired the backhoe to drive over Timmy Murphy's house, and the backhoe driver, got confused and drove over my house, by mistake.

The FBI thinks this, because Timmy Murphy was murdered less then 30 days before the backhoe attack.

The FBI believes that this mistakingly driving over the wrong house, is WHY a couple weeks laer the golf club woman attacked me at the college.

The FBI believes the golf club woman was trying to "tie up lose ends" and tried to kill me to prevent anyone from finding out the backhoe had driven over my house.

The golf club woman who called herself Clair as she looked November 14, 2013. Her hair is a weird chin leangth pageboy (very Medival style cut) platinum blonde with wide brown/black dyed stripes in it (like a reverse of Lily Munster, but the stripes are several, almost like a zebra). I am 5'6" and she was a LOT taller then me, like closer to the height of a man; she had thin lips like a man, and large nose like a man... she COULD have been a man disguised as a woman, given the ease with which she severed my spine....she's is a LOT stronger then is typical for a woman). She was wearing a chambre blue denim "blazer jacket over shirt" and a button up mens shirt (possibly flannel) and blue jeans. The bulk of her yelling was focused on accusing me of being transgender, even while ripping my baby out of my 8 month pregnant belly and bashing his head in with a golf club. Given her screaming "I'm Claire!" and yelling "you transvestite freak" at me, I'm wondering if it was a man, pretending to be someone named Claire and having internal issues with his own being dressed as a woman? Based on how excessively wrinkled her face was I would guess her age to be 60 to 70, but could be younger if a heavy smoker or younger if was wearing age makeup. If her age is guessed by wrinkles on face, she'd be around 80 years old now in 2026.

The golf club woman who called herself Clair as she looked November 14, 2013. Her hair is a weird chin leangth pageboy (very Medival style cut) platinum blonde with wide brown/black dyed stripes in it (like a reverse of Lily Munster, but the stripes are several, almost like a zebra). I am 5'6" and she was a LOT taller then me, like closer to the height of a man; she had thin lips like a man, and large nose like a man... she COULD have been a man disguised as a woman, given the ease with which she severed my spine....she's is a LOT stronger then is typical for a woman). She was wearing a chambre blue denim "blazer jacket over shirt" and a button up mens shirt (possibly flannel) and blue jeans. The bulk of her yelling was focused on accusing me of being transgender, even while ripping my baby out of my 8 month pregnant belly and bashing his head in with a golf club.

And THAT is why the FBI is now fully focused on finding out what this new "Tod Murphy woman" is talking about, because they believe, she's connected to Timmy Murphy's murder, my hoyse being driven over by a back hoe days later, my son being murdered and my crippled a few days after that. The FBI believes this "Tod Murphy woman" is showing up ever November on the anniversary of my son's murder, because she is part of the "construction worker crew" who drove a backhoe over my house August 8, 2013 when they were attempting to drive over Timmy Murphy's house next door to mine. The FBI believes she somehow mixed up Tim for Tod same way the backhoe driver mixed up Tim's house beside mine for my house in 2013.

Gordon I only met once, didn't even know he was a relative until he told me he was some great-uncle of mine, some how related to my grammy Helen, and he told me that in February 21, 2012, same day I bought my motorhome, because it had no locks on the doors, and I called a locksmith to come install locks, and he's the one who the hardwar store sent over. It's why he was one of the police's suspects on the April 10, 2015 attack on my motorhome, because he's the only person who ever had access to tha lock, he put it on February 21, 2012, and I had, what I thought was the only key. April 10, 2015 someone broke into my motorhome, via hat lock on that door and used a Blow brothers sewage truck to fill my motorhome with 500 gallons of raw sewage! Police investigated Gordon Murphy because he was the locksmith who put the lock on that door, so was the only person with access to a keys to that door. Those are the only times I ever meet anyone named Murphy in my entire life.

This crazy woman who comes up here yelling about someone she calls Tod Murphy, is just such a wild screwball that has been thrown into my son's murder investigation, and... the FBI believes that they inadvertantly (in around October 2021) questioned someone very closely connected to my son's murder which is what triggered this womans's first "Tod Murphy attack" November 24, 2021 when she cut all the wires of the building at 409 Main Street Biddeford while proclaiming to be doing it "in honour of Tod Murphy".

I can't figure out what she is talking about, as she seems to be drunk every time she arrives and so she's talking a lot of just random words. But most of it is weird gibberish, mingled in with nonsence about aliens, UFOs, Stephen King, haunted cars, and strange accusations of me harassing her "husband Tod" on Reddit.

She accusses me of being transgender, she accuses my car of being haunted, she accuses me of being an alien abdictte, and, she keeps threatening to kill me.

She says "I'm gonna shove a shive in your back in honor of Tod Murphy" and starts chanting that.

My son was murdered November 14, 2013, a week before Thanksgiving day.

This woman has shown up Thanksgiving week every year of 2021, 2022, 2023, 2024, and 2025, usually arriving in my driveway while I am gone to memorial services for my son's murder, and waiting in the driveway to lash out these attacks when I drive in from said memorials.

She is constantly refering to some called "The Tod Murphy Gang" which she says is going to "gun down your family in your sleep".

She is always full of death threats and all referancing the name "Tod Murphy" as the reason or cause of the death threats.

Since she is showing up in sinc with my son's murder anniversay week I am left to assume she is somehow connected to my son's murder, as she does in fact look like the woman who murdered my son... except, she is in her late 20s to early 30s and the woman who murdered my son was 65+, meaning this "Tod Murphey woman" could possibly be the daughter or granddaughter of my son's murderer.

Update February 14, 2026

Weird thing happened. You know that crazy woman who has been running around our apartment for the last 4 years screaming at me about some guy named Tod Murphy , cutting the wires off the building, slandering me by calling me "a man in a dress" and "transvestite freak", and has construction trucks (big yellow road crew type trucks) build huge 6 to 8 foot tall walls of snow across my door so I can't get outside... well, you know that little 3 to 5 year old toddler girl she usually drags around with her while she does all the wild harassment?

The little girl was here without the crazy Tod Murphy woman. When I got home she was playing on my wheelchair ramp of my door. A man was with her. They quickly ran away, him apolagizing for being there. Never seen a man with the kid before, it's always just the Tod Murphy woman. I'm wondering... could HE be Tod Murphy? I don't know who he was or why he was on my wheelchair ramp, but he had the toddler that is usually with the crazy woman, and the toddler acted/talked to him like he was maybe her father?

I'm worry though we got more snow coming this week, and this woman shows up like clockwork EVERY STORM THIS YEAR so far and puts these huge walls of snow across the wheelchair ramp. I'm scared she's going to do it again, considering how many times she's done it just in the past 30 days alone. And I'm wondering, was he here to look at the yard before the nex storm tommorrow? is he the next guy she is going to send over to build another wall of ice?

Weird thing happened. You know that crazy woman who has been running around our apartment for the last 4 years screaming at me about some guy named Tod Murphy , cutting the wires off the building, slandering me by calling me "a man in a dress" and "transvestite freak", and has construction trucks (big yellow road crew type trucks) build huge 6 to 8 foot tall walls of snow across my door so I can't get outside... well, you know that little 3 to 5 year old toddler girl she usually drags around with her while she does all the wild harassment? The little girl was here without the crazy Tod Murphy woman. When I got home she was playing on my wheelchair ramp of my door. A man was with her. They quickly ran away, him apolagizing for being there. Never seen a man with the kid before, it's always just the Tod Murphy woman. I'm wondering... could HE be Tod Murphy? I don't know who he was or why he was on my wheelchair ramp, but he had the toddler that is usually with the crazy woman, and the toddler acted/talked to him like he was maybe her faher?

we have this wild "Tod Murphy woman" who keeps showing up at 409 Main St, Biddeford, and none of can figure out who she is or what is she talking about!

She acts like she thinks I know who she is.

She acts like I should know who Tod Murphey is.

She acts like she assumes I know what she is talking about.

She shows up every year since 2021 the week of the anniversary of my son's murder, and does this.

I don't know who she is. She has never said her name.

I don't know who she is.

I don't know why she is harassing me.

The Tod Murphy woman often has with her a little girl, a toddler about 3 to 5 years old, with bright platinum blond hair; she sometimes has a miniature bull dog, french type with her, dark grey. She has long-ish blond hair usually in a "Barbie doll style" pony tail. There is sometimes a second woman with her, who looks almost exactly the same as her (could be a twin sister?) who has much shorter bobbed hair, and when together BOTH of them are yelling about this Tod Murphy guy.

Just like the golf club Claire woman, this Tod Murphy woman is VERY TALL, a LOT taller then me, I am 5'6" she's tall enough to be a man pretending to be a woman, and EXACTLY like the Clair woman who murdered my son on November 14, 2013 and crippled me on June 26, 2016, she accuses me of being transgender, calls me "Bruce's nephew" in the same way the Clair woman called me "Ken's son", they BOTH used the term "transvestite freak" to address me, they both address me as "you it" and "you thing". It is VERY OBVIOUSE that if she is not Claire herself, she has close enough contact with the Clair woman that she uses THE EXACT SAME PHRASEOLOGY AND HATE SLURS.

This Tod Murphy woman either IS my son's murderer or she is in VERY CLOSE CONTACT with my son's murder to the extent that my son's murderers phrasology has infect the Tod Murphy woman's phraseology (a thing that linguistic specialists will tell you generally only happens when you live with someone).

(Note: my dad's name IS in fact Kenneth , and I have 3 younger brothers whom I am thirty years older then; she seems to think that I am one of my brothers pretending to be a girl???)

(Note: I DO in fact have an uncle named Bruce. Mervin Bruce - he's that wild UFO nut job who believes in UFOs, aliens, and every other deranged lunatic conspiracy theory you can think of.)

I'm worry though we got more snow coming this week, and this woman shows up like clockwork EVERY STORM THIS YEAR so far and puts these huge walls of snow across the wheelchair ramp. I'm scared she's going to do it again, considering how many times she's done it just in the past 30 days alone. And I'm wondering, was he here to look at the yard before the nex storm tommorrow? is he the next guy she is going to send over to build another wall of ice?

I don't know who this Tod Murphy woman is or why she is terrorizing us.

I don't know who Tod Murphey is, I never heard of anyone by that name before. I do have a cousin named Timmy Murphy and some distant uncle named G. Murphey, but they are both dead a long time ago. I had no other Murphey relatives that I am aware of, if there are others, I've never meet them Timmy and G. were the only 2 I knew. At first when she showed up I thought she was looking for my cousin Timmy and didn't know he had died over a decade ago.

And I barely knew either of them. My grandmother Helen Ricker Allen babysat for Timmy when he was a toddler, and she died when I was 8 years old. So it's been nearly fifty years since I last had any interaction with Timmy. Next time I saw him was 30 years later and he was dead in the middle of the road, I'm the one who found his body, while I was driving home from college, so I had to deal with over a year of police interrogating me about the Ku Klux Klan because of it, because according to the Old Orchard Beach Police officers interrogating me the Ku Klux Klan killed him. FBI said it was a drug gang pretending to be Ku Klux Klan. I don't know. All I know is I was driving home from college and he was there in the road a few feet from my driveway.

My homeless friend (the one everybody called Etiole - the WW2 vet) knew him, because Timmy Murphey is the one who owns the swamp that abuts my land.

My homeless friend knew him, because Timmy Murphey is the one who owns the swamp that abuts my land. That's HOW my homeless friend became my homeless friend. Timmy Murphy was an abutting neighbour and he was letting this homeless guy camp in the swamp. And the homeless guy used to come over and talk to me.

The land that ufo hunter idiots call "Etiole's Swamp" that's not mine. Timmy Murphy owned that. The meadow that crazy alien hunting lunatics call "Etiole's field" that's not mine, nor is the 14th century cemetery in it. That again, belonged to Timmy Murphy. FBI said a developer was trying to harass Timmy into selling the swamp to put a condo there, and the FBI thinks it was the devoloper who started the UFO/alien rumors about the homeless man.

The homeless guy people call "Etiole" was sleeping in my car in my driveway at night during the winter and during the rain, but his camp was on Timmy's land, not mine. I let him sleep in my car because he was a friend of mine and he had no place else to get out of the rain and snow. He stopped doing that May 2010, when a group of crazy people stole my car, cut it up, and sold it to a auto junkyard in Freeport., all while claiming they had to "kill he car to kill the demon" because some local Bishop who was also the town manager convinced his church congregation I was "a seawitch" and had "a demon" living in my car. The FBI said they believe this particular town manager had made a deal with a devoloper, and started the "sea witch" and "demon" rumors in attempt to drive me off my land as they needed my land to access Timmy's land that is behind mine but does not have road accress point.

the homeless guy people call "Etiole" fleed Old Orchard Beach entirely after Timmy was murdered, fleeing just days before the backhoe drove over my house. Since then he's been increasingly hard to find and when I do find him, he's usually holding up with various homeless camps around Maine. But, he's close to 100 years old, a transman, a formor WW2 fighter pilot from France, who is serveraly disabled, and has dwarfism so is not even four feet tall, and even amoung homeless camp groups he gets bullied by other homeless, so more often then not, he camps alone in forests, and Maine with thousands of acres of forests, it's become nearly impossible to locate him these days. When he was camping on Timmy's land behind mine I used to visit him daily, but since 2013 he's convinvced a drug gang is trying to kill him and stays no where more then a day or 2 and so now I only see him 2 or 3 times a year when he stops by to check in on me. People call him an alien or demon because he has drawfism and is under 4 feet tall.

All that land that people keep thinking is mine, ain't mine, it belongs to Timmy Murphy, or it did before he was murdered a few days before the backhoe drover over my house, a few days before my son was murdered, a few days before I was crippled.

FBI believes whomever murdered Timmy Murphy, also murdered my son, and also drove a backhoe over my house.

In fact... the FBI has this "alternate theory" that some developer was trying to buy Timmy Murphy's land, and thought Timmy would sell his land if I sold mine... according to this alternative hypothesis the FBI has, they think the backhoe driving over my house was actually a threat aimed at Timmy Murphy and not me at all.

See, my land isn't even a full acre... it LOOKS quite bigger then that from the road, because it's bordered on 2 sides by Timmy Murphy's land, which was over 50 acres of land, last I knew, including the 3 acre swamp, a 10 acre sandpit, a 10 acre pond, and 20+ acres of old growth pine forest that hasn't been touched by Humans in over 700 years.

My land is directly in front of it, and so it gives the ILLUSION that I own a shit ton load of land, but in fact, I only own the little sliver of land directly in front of the swamp, and it's less than an acre. All that huge exapance of land you can see from the road, I don't own that, Timmy Murphy did.

But the FBI says they can not find ANY MOTIVE DIRECTLY AT ME PERSONALLY. and they said they believe it is quite possible that whoever drove the backhoe over my house THOUGHT they were driving the backhoe over Timmy Murphy's house.

Like I've said before, the FBI has been saying right since the beginning they thought my cousin next door (Timmy Murphy) was the ACTUAL target of the backhoe attack. They believe someone hired the backhoe to drive over Timmy Murphy's house, and the backhoe driver, got confused and drove over my house, by mistake.

The FBI thinks this, because Timmy Murphy was murdered less then 30 days before the backhoe attack.

The FBI believes that this mistakingly driving over the wrong house, is WHY a couple weeks later the golf club woman attacked me at the college.

The golf club woman who called herself Clair as she looked November 14, 2013. Her hair is a weird chin leangth pageboy (very Medival style cut) platinum blonde with wide brown/black dyed stripes in it (like a reverse of Lily Munster, but the stripes are several, almost like a zebra). I am 5'6" and she was a LOT taller then me, like closer to the height of a man; she had thin lips like a man, and large nose like a man... she COULD have been a man disguised as a woman, given the ease with which she severed my spine....she's is a LOT stronger then is typical for a woman). She was wearing a chambre blue denim "blazer jacket over shirt" and a button up mens shirt (possibly flannel) and blue jeans. The bulk of her yelling was focused on accusing me of being transgender, even while ripping my baby out of my 8 month pregnant belly and bashing his head in with a golf club. Given her screaming "I'm Claire!" and yelling "you transvestite freak" at me, I'm wondering if it was a man, pretending to be someone named Claire and having internal issues with his own being dressed as a woman? Based on how excessively wrinkled her face was I would guess her age to be 60 to 70, but could be younger if a heavy smoker or younger if was wearing age makeup. If her age is guessed by wrinkles on face, she'd be around 80 years old now in 2026.

The golf club woman who called herself Clair as she looked November 14, 2013. Her hair is a weird chin leangth pageboy (very Medival style cut) platinum blonde with wide brown/black dyed stripes in it (like a reverse of Lily Munster, but the stripes are several, almost like a zebra). I am 5'6" and she was a LOT taller then me, like closer to the height of a man; she had thin lips like a man, and large nose like a man... she COULD have been a man disguised as a woman, given the ease with which she severed my spine....she's is a LOT stronger then is typical for a woman). She was wearing a chambre blue denim "blazer jacket over shirt" and a button up mens shirt (possibly flannel) and blue jeans. The bulk of her yelling was focused on accusing me of being transgender, even while ripping my baby out of my 8 month pregnant belly and bashing his head in with a golf club.

The FBI believes the golf club woman was trying to "tie up lose ends" and tried to kill me to prevent anyone from finding out the backhoe had driven over my house.

And THAT is why the FBI is now fully focused on finding out what this new "Tod Murphy woman" is talking about, because they believe, she's connected to Timmy Murphy's murder, my hoyse being driven over by a back hoe days later, my son being murdered and my crippled a few days after that. The FBI believes this "Tod Murphy woman" is showing up ever November on the anniversary of my son's murder, because she is part of the "construction worker crew" who drove a backhoe over my house August 8, 2013 when they were attempting to drive over Timmy Murphy's house next door to mine. The FBI believes she somehow mixed up Tim for Tod same way the backhoe driver mixed up Tim's house beside mine for my house in 2013.

G. I only met once, didn't even know he was a relative until he told me he was some great-uncle of mine, some how related to my grammy Helen, and he told me that in February 21, 2012, same day I bought my motorhome, because it had no locks on the doors, and I called a locksmith to come install locks, and he's the one who the hardwar store sent over. It's why he was one of the police's suspects on the April 10, 2015 attack on my motorhome, because he's the only person who ever had access to tha lock, he put it on February 21, 2012, and I had, what I thought was the only key. April 10, 2015 someone broke into my motorhome, via hat lock on that door and used a Blow brothers sewage truck to fill my motorhome with 500 gallons of raw sewage! Police investigated G. because he was the locksmith who put the lock on that door, so was the only person with access to a keys to that door. Those are the only times I ever meet anyone named Murphy in my entire life.

This crazy woman who comes up here yelling about someone she calls Tod Murphy, is just such a wild screwball that has been thrown into my son's murder investigation, and... the FBI believes that they inadvertantly (in around October 2021) questioned someone very closely connected to my son's murder which is what triggered this womans's first "Tod Murphy attack" November 24, 2021 when she cut all the wires of the building at 409 Main Street Biddeford while proclaiming to be doing it "in honour of Tod Murphy".

I can't figure out what she is talking about, as she seems to be drunk every time she arrives and so she's talking a lot of just random words. But most of it is weird gibberish, mingled in with nonsence about aliens, UFOs, Stephen King, haunted cars, and strange accusations of me harassing her "husband Tod" on Reddit.

She accusses me of being transgender, she accuses my car of being haunted, she accuses me of being an alien abdictte, and, she keeps threatening to kill me.

She says "I'm gonna shove a shive in your back in honor of Tod Murphy" and starts chanting that.

My son was murdered November 14, 2013, a week before Thanksgiving day.

This woman has shown up Thanksgiving week every year of 2021, 2022, 2023, 2024, and 2025, usually arriving in my driveway while I am gone to memorial services for my son's murder, and waiting in the driveway to lash out these attacks when I drive in from said memorials.

She is constantly refering to some called "The Tod Murphy Gang" which she says is going to "gun down your family in your sleep".

She is always full of death threats and all referancing the name "Tod Murphy" as the reason or cause of the death threats. FBI is looking for any information to identify her.

Since she is showing up in sinc with my son's murder anniversay week I am left to assume she is somehow connected to my son's murder, as she does in fact look like the woman who murdered my son... except, she is in her late 20s to early 30s and the woman who murdered my son was 65+, meaning this "Tod Murphey woman" could possibly be the daughter or granddaughter of my son's murderer.

In 2013 a still yet unidentified woman weilding a golf club, should up at the Buglight Lighthouse Art Studio Parking Lot of Southern Maine Community College, November 14, 2013, at a few minutes past 10PM. I was leaned over into the back seat of my Volvo putting my easle and pait bag in my car, when someone screaming "I'm Clair!" showed up behind me. I did not have time to turn around to see who was yelling or why, before she started beating me with a golf club. I was 8 month pregnent, with my 8th pregnacy, and my 1st pregnacy to reach 5 months+ without a misscarrige. He attack, caused a labour and beat my baby's head in on the parking lot with her golf club, seconds after he was born, her golf club also, broke 3 vertebrae of my spine, broke my hip, broke my pelvis, and broke my knee.

However, the current crippled state I am in now, happened June 26, 2016 at the Scarborough Walmart parking lot, when the same woman, this time with a early 1990s gold Volvo station wagon, pulled up beside my Volvo while I was taking bags of groceries out of a shopping cart and putting them in my car. She leaped out of the gold Volvo, grabbed the shopping cart, and started using it as a battering ram to hit me, while accusing me of being transgender and yelling "That's EelKat she tried to kill my husband!" She was dragged away by a red hair woman, and they both left in the gold Volvo station wagon. This event severed my spinal column, leaving my quardapelegic, ZERO use of my arms or legs at all, and is the injury from which I am currently doing psycal therapy to regain use of my arms and legs. It is also why I have not been online for a decade, and why you are only just starting to see me return to the internet after so many years not online.

This attack happened 2 days after I had surgery (June 24, 2016) so that I could talk (I was born near mute, unable to open my jaw or form words, I was not able to start forming clear word sounds until December of 2016, so I was not physically able to call out for help during either attack.

I am also legally blind, born that way; without glasses I can see only eight inches; with glasses I can see around seven feet. So I did not see her approach in either atack.

I am also nearly deaf, again, since birth, suffering from a tonal distortion, meaning I can only hear certain pitches that are very high (for example I can hear a bird singing from quite a distance, but I can not hear someone talking just a few inches from me). So I did not hear her approch in either attack, and am not able to clearly make out what she said to me.

These two attacks (2013 and 2016) are WHY I now have a camera that records 24/7.

I know no one named Clair and I've no clue who this woman is or why she attacked either time. She'd be about 80 years old now in 2026 though and the FBI has an active tip hotline for anyone who has any information leading to her arrest. She's wanted both for crippleing me and murdering my son.

I have had agoraphobia most of my life, and from 1983 until 2010 had rarely been outside. From 2010 to 2013 I attended Southern Maine Community College 3 times a week as therapy to try to learn out to go outside and talk to people. It was my first time attending school, I had not gone to grade school or high school, so my first year at collage was all adult education remidial classes for learning basics so I could get a GED and take the actual college courses.

Meaning, I have NEVER had interactions with Humans EVER in the forty years prior to 2010 or the decade+ since 2013, so I have ZERO people I know outside of the friends I made in college.

ZERO.

NONE.

And amoung the things this woman said were "you were just like this in high school" which immediatly proves she has me mixed up with someone else, as I NEVER went to school at all.

The FBI has been keeping most of the details about Timmy's murder out of the public, they said due to it being connected to a drug gang in Conneticut, and they are trying to arrest all members of the drug gang, so I can't tell you any more about that. But we are assuming this Tod Murphy woman is referancing that.

We believe this crazy Tod Murphy woman has got the name wrong and that she's talking about my cousin Tim Murphy in connection to my son's murder. If you have any information about my son’s murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

Update added May 31, 2025

Uhm, I am getting some weird messages and I don’t trust things that show up privately, so I’m going to answer publicly, and I assume the one who messaged me will see it, and this should answer their question.

No, I do not have a brown log cabin. What are you talking about? My house at 146 Portland Av, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, was a 9 foot wide by 16 foot long beach hut, originally white with green trim when it was built in 1942, and repainted yellow with brown trim in July 2013 when we got the building permit to add the baby room onto the back. Deranged bigots drove over it with a backhoe August 8, 2013, then the same people returned November 14, 2013 murdered my 8 month old son with a golf club and paralyzed me at the same time. I have been HOMELESS for eleven years now, and am still relearning to walk. I have over THIRTY MILLION in medical bills from my broken spine and physical therapy. So I have not been able to afford to rebuild a house yet. 

You are seeing me out any about with a walker now because yes, I’ve ONLY just STARTED to have enough strength in my legs to walk, but not unaided. I’m still wheelchair bound and bed ridden over 80% of the day, I only have enough strength to use the walker 1 or 2 times a day about 30 minutes each time.

Yes, I am the one who wears the “Middle eastern garb”, we are Gypsies, part Native American Kickapoo Tribe, part Persian&Mongolian Middle Eastern. Yes I ALWAYS wear veils and hijab. No I have never worn pants in my entire life. Yes, I ONLY wear floor length caftan and kimono. Nearly ALL of my cloths are neon pink, neon orange, or bright red, I wear almost nothing else. You ARE going to know it’s me if you see me.

No, I am NOT an animal rights activist, nor a vegan, I wear fur coats and eat seafood and dairy quite regularly.

No, I am not the founder of the Procter and Gamble boycott. The Boycott was founded in 1973, TWO YEARS BEFORE I WAS BORN in 1975. That alone should tell you the person you are talking to is lying to you. My grandmother Eva Viola Atwater was the animal rights activist and vegan, not me. She was the member of PETA and P&G boycott, not me.

NO, anyone you see wearing pants, wearing “American cloths”, or without their head covered, is NOT me. I've never even owned pants, nor American cloths. I'm a 5th generation FLDS Mormon, I've never even been allowed to wear a bra even though I have size 42-J boobs that weigh nearly eight pounds each and cause damage to my spine. Ben has never allowed me to wear a bra even though I've begged him for years to let me wear one. Do you have any idea how HUGE 42-J boob size is and how desperately I NEED a bra to give my spine pain some releif? 42-J is the equivalent of SEVEN Ds. 42-DDDDDDD is D-cup equivalent of 42-J. Dolly Parton's fake boobs aren't half the size my real boobs are. I FUCKING NEED A DAMNED BRA! I TIRED OF NOT BEING ALLOWED TO OWWN ONE! I need boob reduction surgery, but Ben won't let me have that either.

No, I do not own ANY of the cars you listed. I own ONLY THREE cars:

1992 Volvo with murals painted on it

1975 Dodge Sportsman painted neon pink and glow in the dark lime green.

1964 Dodge 330 Coronet, painted orange. No, is it not haunted, nor are there demons living in it, nor are there aliens living in it. If you believe that cars can be haunted or if you believe aliens or demons are real, I would suggest you seek a psychiatrist because it sounds like you have schizophrenia. I am getting tired of you clearly deeply mentally disturbed people running around slandering me, my family, my friends, and my cars with your stupid ass retarded rumours about aliens, demons, hauntings, and whatever other crazy ass bull shit you've come up with the slander me and my cars with.

I do not know anyone who owns any of the cars you listed, so I do not know who owns them, and no the woman driving them is NOT me, so you NEED to call the police next time you encounter her and report her for impersonating me.

My NEIGHBOUR at 144 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine did recently build a brown log cabin. But that's my neighbour next door, not me. Is that the brown log cabin you are talking about? That's not mine, that's next door to me.

Coming over here and threatening to "burn down the little brown log cabin while your family is inside" doesn't do a damned bit of good, because it is not MY "little brown log cabin" and the people who live there are NOT my family. You're threatening the wrong damned person you stupid retarded idiot. Plus I don't have a septic tank. I don't even know what you creeps are talking about!

THIS was my house here:

my house July 4, 2013, picture taken because we were also done building the baby room on the back of the building - notice the building permit for said baby room in the window. vs my house August 8, 2013, only 30 days later, when a deranged lunatic drove over it with a backhoe AND had a dump truck haul it away... while I was gone to work ... only 90 days before the same people who were there in my yard with the backhoe, would arrive at the college November 14, 2013 and murder the baby the room was being built for after demolishing said baby room.

And these are my cars:

I do want to thank, whoever gave information to the FBI a few weeks ago. You've helped a lot.

I am in bed 18+ hours a day.

I only have the strength to sit upright for around 4 hours a day, MAX, and often, not even that.

I started wearing a hijab in 2015 because I do not have anyone to help me brush my hair, and as of now, July 2025, my hair has not been brushed in twelve years. I have not yet gained the ability to grip my fingers tight enough around a brush to hold it, nor have I regained enough strength in my shoulder, to lift my hand up to shoulder height. I can not yet reach my hair.

My husband is gone days to a time, often weeks to a time, frequently to Las Vegas, with his three gay best friends. That's why I have no one to help me brush my hair, or take a bath, or use the toilet, or relearn to walk. It's a good week if I see him for more then an hour the entire week.

He's also been the BIGGEST promoter of trying to shut down the FBI's murder investigation, he make constant threats and ultimatums telling me to tell the FBI to stop the investigation. He doesn't want his son's murderer found. He says, he wants it forgotten. . He says it gets in the way of his fun with Rick, Dave, and Larry.

At the start of this in November 2013, my arms were paralized as well.

So I've not only had to regain the ability to walk, but I've also had to regain the ability to use my arms as well.

There were 2 years, the entire of 2014 and 2015, where I could not type, because I could not use my hands, and so I was also not online.

I was offline from 2013 to 2016.

I returned online in September 2016, to Twitch to play video games as, I had regained the use of my right hand enough to control a mouse, but I had not yet gained enough use of my hand to type or use a keyboard.

I returned to minimum typing ability in my right hand only in May 2021.

Today in 2025 i still have not regained enough use of my left hand to use it for ANYTHING, let alone typing.

I have limited use of my right hand, but only my thumb and first 2 fingers, the final 2 fingers still do not work yet.

So, NO, ANYTHING you saw on ANY account, posted only betwen november 14, 2013 and May 27, 2021, was NOT me.

I'm an author, I've published over 100 novels since 1978. Some to Harlequin. Some to Disney. I've published NOTHING the past decade precisely BECAUSE I was paralized and couldn't type. That alone should have told you, the accounts posting online were not me.

As of right now in July 2025 I have progress to being able to take around two thousand steps a day before I pass out from my lungs ceasing from over use. That's about five hundred feet.

When you know how EXTREEMELY crippled I am and how very limited my ability to do ANYTHING is, then you start to realize HOW MUCH these online impersonators tried to take over my life in their massive levels of pretending to be me online.

Sad part is, if my mother, my father, any of my aunts, any of my uncles, any of my cousins, and of the over two thousands members of my church who called me friend, any of my 200+ friends from college, any of my over a dozen college professors, anyone from any of the game groups I was in - I was in 5 game groups from Dnd and I just "vanished" from games that had gone on for over three years, my home teachers from church, my visiting teachers from church, or even my bishop... if JUST ONE of them, had stopped in to check on me JUST ONCE in that entire year time... they would have KNOWN a crazy woman tried to kill me with a golf club at my ART CLASS at the BugLight Art Studio, at Southern Maine Community college, and nearly did kill me, and did kill my 8 month old baby... do you realize, NOT ONE SINGLE PERSON cared enough to find out why i stopped going to church, a church I never missed a single day in 42 years, why I stopped showing up for classes at college, why I stopped showing up for game sessions, why for ELEVEN YEARS no one saw me?

Not one person ever tried to find out if I was okay.

And I've recently found out, according to well over a dozen members of the Cape Elezabeth Ward, the Saco Ward, and the Sanford Ward Churches of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints... my husband NEVER told anyone what had happened to me. None of them knew I was crippled. None of them knew our son was murdered. In fact, none of them knew I was still a Mormon. Why? Because ALL of them said my husband told them I had left the church, was no longer a Mormon, and wanted nothing to do with any of them.

And yet on my end, I begged him repeatedly to ask the Home Teachers, Visiting Teachers, Elders, and Bishop to come to the hospital to pray for me... my husband being the regional High Quaraun Leader of the Priesthood, works with all of them, and he told me, that when he asked them to visit me in the hospital and to give me a blessing, he said these people refused to, citing that they told him, I deserved to die. He said, the bishop told him, I had invited demons into my soul and got what I deserved.

And that very same bishop, I recently saw at WalMart and he was horrified to learn I was crippled in a wheelchair, and he said Ben never told him, he said he never said those things about demons, he said had he known how I was hurt he would rushed to the hospital with all the elders.

Oh, and he had more to say: he said Ben filed forms with the temple to have me excommunicated from the church. He said Ben, my husband, told him I had requested it. He said Ben had church court called specifically for it, something my husband can do, because he's one of the high priests who runs The Boston Temple.

And it is BECAUSE so many people collectively, did not care to find out what happened, that these impersonators online, and now I'm learning also online, were able to pretend to be me on dozens of social media accounts, for a full decade.

Because no one in my life cared to check in on me, no one knew I was paralized and could not talk or walk or move my arms, and no ability to be on any of those social media accounts.

Accounts that CLEARLY were not me: because I do not believe in demons, I do not believe in aliens, I do not believe my car is haunted, and yet THAT is what those accounts have been 100% fully focused on trying convince every one of.

Why?

Who knows.

According to the FBI agent in charge of my son's murder investigation: he believes the woman who murdered my son is having her children, grandchildren, siblings, friends, and relatives do it, in an attempt to gaslight everyone into thinking I'm a crazy UFO nut, so that no one will help in identifying the murderer.

But the thing is... there were 3 people in the attack. Two women, and one man. And as of February 2025, we now know who the man was: a Biddeford Police officer. Among those arrested were FOUR people working at the Old Orchard beach police department, including the dispatcher, who upon a FBI raid of her house, was found to be the owner of the 4-door white pick up truck.

More people were arrested, including my across the street neighbour, and 24 people from not my church, but from my husband's church.

In fact EVERYONE arrested so far, has been friends with my husband. The Old Orchard Beach Dispatcher? Her husband was ALSO on the High priest Quorum leadership, and was in fact my husband's home teacher. Someone who had been to our house DOZENS of times over a period of thirty years. In fact, they live a few houses down the street from us, and hes a mechanic who frequently worked on my car, and so had access to my car, which was frequently vandalised with break lines cut, power steering line cut - things that can only be done, by someone who worked on the car because the lines were not reachable from the outside.

EVERYONE arrested so far, have been VERY CLOSE PERSONAL FRIENDS of my husband. And my husband is who the FBI now believes hired the golf club woman. TThe FBI believs my husband and his gay friend Rick, had planned to kill their wives... people who know Rick know what happened to his wife in 2016 - she is also serverly crippled now, she also survived a brutal attack. She fleed Maine, went to another state, divorced Rick on grounds of attempted murder and yeah... Rick is the one Ben keeps going to Vegas with.

The FBI says they believe the whole thing was Rick's idea - Rick, by the way, was there in my yard in Old Orchard beach,, during the April 10, 2015 attack on my motorhome.

The FBI is currently trying to figure out if Ben was AWARE ahead of time of the November 14, 2013 murder of his son and crippling of me his wife, or, wife Ben had made offhanded "jokes" about killing his wife, yes, he jokes about that, he has for several decades now... if you don't know, I did not willingly marry Ben. I was 8 years old. Yes, EIGHT year old TODDLER. Not even a preteen yet. I'm only 49 years old, and I've been married to Ben 42 years. So, there's that as well.

Rick is the priest who used to beat me up in church, and Ben used to stand there laughing. When I was a teenager.

When the FBI first showed up, the first thing he said to me was: "How well do you trust Ben? Would he hire someone to kill you?"

At the time I said "No. He'd never hurt me. I trust him completely."

But that was a decade ago, and the FBI has shown me a lot of evidence they have found, and I no longer trust Ben. FBI has been following Ben, he tells me he's going one place, then FBI shows m video footage of, nope, he went some place else. He's taking plane trips all over the country, when he's telling me, he he is driving to a autoparts a long ways away but still in the state. He claims to have left the Mormon church, or so he tells me, yet FBI has plenty of footage of him going to priest meetings and priest weekend groups and priest field trips. He's clearly not left the Mormon church like he told me and also told my mother.

Ben is living a double life. FBI's uncovered that.

FBI also says, they think the that Ben hangs out with are unaware Ben has a wife.

I used to trust him completly without question. Now I am left how long was he living this double life BEFORE our son was murdered and I was crippled?

And how can I trust ANYONE now?

The two women who attacked at the college are still unidentified, but the man who was with them, died in a police case a few weeks ago, and the FBI confiscated the 4 door white truck. Though they've not yet found the gold Volvo station wagon.

These recent developments to my son's murder case, happened because a few months ago, I started walking outside with a rollator, and people saw me for the first time in over a decade, and suddenly remembered: I was BORN BLIND and MUTE, - for some reason people around here forgot that--and they suddenly realized the woman whom has been both online and offline claiming to be me, had deceived them...There've been alot of changed happening in the FBI's murder investigation the past few weeks, a lot of peoplehave been arrested. And that is thanks to local people, calling the FBI hotline and telling them about the woman whoes been impersonating me, something I didn't even know was happening.

So thank you for that. I don't know who gave the FBI the new information, but you have helped greatly, whoever you are.

Seeing how this message arrived very violently, with a deranged lunatic showing up in my yard in Old Orchard Beach and lashing out at my pink motorhome, on multiple times between April 10, 2025 and May 10, 2025... I'm going to leave this message up on the top of the front page of my site.

I do not know who these people were (it was 4 men in construction/road worker yellow and orange vests - it appeared they were workers from the nearby train track construction that is going on in Biddeford - who decided to trespass in my yard on their lunch breaks - I don't know who these men are, nor do I know what caused them to show up, and most of the things they said are a lot of bizarre gibberish about the brown log cabin at 144 Portland Ave, next door to me, largely accusing me of owning it and owing some man they called "our friend Mark" money for a septic tank.

I also don't know anyone named Mark, but they act like they think I am supposed to know who this "Mark" is that they claim sent them over here. Clearly they have got me mixed up with someone else. But that does not make what they are doing any less terrifying.

My being a mute/none verbal low functioning autistic makes me unable to respond and they do not stay around long enough for me to write out an answer. I do not know how to make them understand they are threatening the wrong person.

Coming over here and threatening to "burn down the little brown log cabin while your family is inside" doesn't do a damned bit of good, because it is not MY "little brown log cabin" and the people who live there are NOT my family. You're threatening the wrong damned person you stupid retarded idiot. Plus I don't have a septic tank. I don't even know what you creeps are talking about!

If you know who these men are, or if you know who this "Mark" person is that they claim sent them over to harass me, please call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him everything you know.

please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

For some reason Don Cooliade is going around telling people he bought my "little blue cabin" (his phrase) from my father via a "bank forclosure". This is an absolutle lie. There was NO FORCLOSURE.

"the blue cabin" was blown up by a bomb.

I have NEVER had a mortgage! My land was paid for in 1531... yes the year FIFTEEN THIRTY ONE. It's been passed down for nearly 500 years. I inherited it from my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen in 1983.

THERE WAS NO FUCKING FORCLOSER ON MY LAND! And I don't know why Don cooliard is running around telling people there was!

I have NEVER had a loan! For ANYTHING! Ever! Not oncce in my entire life! I wouldn't even know where you would go to get a loan!

I don't know who the fuck Don colliard bought my land from or even WHEN it happend. I found out about it in 2021 when he suddenly built a house there - WHILE I WAS STILL FUCKING LIVING THERE IN MY TENT! The FBI says Don Cooliard claims to have bought my land from my father in 2006!

But in 2006 my dad was in a coma... for months... then over a year in the hospital recovering... so... Don cooliard most certainly DID NOT buy my land from my father... my father was dying in the hospital in 2006.

Whoever Don Cooliard bought my STOLEN land from, it was NOT my father.

My father says he has NEVER MEET Don Cooliard and he doesn't know who Don Cooliard is... even though Don Cooliard CLAIMS to be my father's cousin. My father is Kenneth Ricker Allen.

We don't know if Don Cooliard is telling the truth when he says he bought my land from my father... meaning the person who ILLEGALLY sold him my land LIED to him while PRETENDING to be my father... or is Don Cooliard lying and fully aware he bought stolen land and that it wasn't my father who sold it to him?

We simply do not know who is knowingly lying and who is simply repeating lies that were told to them.

All we know is that while my father was in a coma on full life support dying in the hospital, someone pretending to be my father stole a section off the side of my land and sold it to Don Cooliard, in 2006, but I did not find out about this fact until 2020 when Don Cooliard suddenly built a brown log cabin in my front yard.

As most evidence points to my Uncle Bruce and 2 of his adult children being behind ALL of this... it seems highly probable that it was my uncle Bruce whom Don Cooliard meet and was told was my father. It appears Don Cooliard was scammed as well. Scammed into buying land, that he had no legal right to buy, because the one selling it was not ME and I, Wendy Christine Allen, was the legal landowner, not my father or anyone else.

In any case, it makes Don Cooliard and his family also suspects of being involved in my son's murder, as central to my son's murder IS the permit for building a 27 unit condominium, that was files at the Town Hall the SAME WEEK Don Cooliard bought my land... a condo, set to be built on my land, but that required ALL of my land, not just the one third of it that Don Cooliard bought.

Do remember, that Don Colliard bought the land, only a FEW WEEKS after a BOMB BLEW UP THE BLUE HOUSE... and MY SON WAS MURDERED only a few weeks after the backhoe drove over the yellow house.

The man who built the bomb that blew up this blue house October 16, 2006, he was my mother's sister's ex husband... The FBI said his motive for the bomb, was he was trying to kill my mother, to impress my mother's sister, whom the FBI said had posted on FaceBook that she wanted a hit man to kill my mother, because at the time according to the FBI, she and my mother where fighting over cruise ship tickets; the FBI says the sister's ex husband say that FaceBook post and built a bomb to blow up this blue house at 144 Portland Ave, thinking it would kill my mother, NOT KNOWING that my mother had left with some guy named Wayne in 2005, a year earlier, and that I was living there still, but my mother was not.

The FBI said this, in 2016 when they arrested the bomb builder. And they said, the woman who murdered my son and crippled me, likely is also connected to my mother's sister, and likely also thought she was attacking my mother, because according to the FBI, there is ZERO evidence that I was ever the target of any of these attacks, and that ALL evidence is that EVERY attack, happened after my mother and her sister got in a fight, resulting in my mother's sister spewing death threats and death wishes about my mother on FaceBook.

The bomb builder is currently in prison, but my son's murderer is not.

And the bomb builder is set to be released from prison in 2029, unless someone comes forward with information connecting him to my son's murder.

this is the blue house that was blown up by a bomb October 16, 2006. The bomb builder is currently in prison, but my son's murderer is not. And the bomb builder is set to be released from prison in 2029, unless someone comes forward with information connecting him to my son's murder.

my house July 4, 2013, picture taken because we were also done building the baby room on the back of the building - notice the building permit for said baby room in the window. vs my house August 8, 2013, only 30 days later, when a deranged lunatic drove over it with a backhoe AND had a dump truck haul it away... while I was gone to work ... only 90 days before the same people who were there in my yard with the backhoe, would arrive at the college November 14, 2013 and murder the baby the room was being built for after demolishing said baby room.

Meeaning YES, Don Cooliard and everyone connected to the "little brown log cabin" IS a suspect of the FBI for potential involvment in

- The October 16, 2006 bomb of the blue house that ALMOST KILLED ME because I was asleep in the house when the bomb went off

- the August 8, 2013 backhoe driving over the yellow house, that WOULD HAVE KILLED ME had I not taken a last minute shift at work and not been home asleep in bed inside the house when the backhoe arrived - I'd be at the bottom of a landfill WITH my yellow house right now had I not been unexpectied NOT home that day

- the November 14, 2013 murder of my son and the attempted murder of me that left me in my current crippled state

Beyond that, the FBI has also discovered 27 credit cards in my name, all maxed out to ranges of $10k to $200k... and yet, I have NEVER in my entire life had a credit card! I wouldn't even know how to use a credit card!

The FBI now says they've also found over twenty car reposessions in my name! what the ffuck? I've owned 1 Dodge 330 (paid $5 cash in 1980), 1 Dodge sportsman (paid $2k cash in 2013), 1 Volvo (paid $600 cash in 2006), and THAT's IT in my entire life... and I still own all three of those cars!

FBI has also found CMP bills in my name. What the fuck? I've never had electricity in my entire life, I can't afford to have a line brought in!

Who the fuck is doing these things?

But if THAT little brown log cabin is the one you are talking about... the one you claim, owes you money... honey... that little brown log cabin was ILLEGALLY BUILT on my land... land that was ILLEGALLY STOLEN... so... if some scam artist built that little brown log cabin without paying you... I'm not surprised, because some scam artist put that l;ittle brown log cabin up ILLEGALLY on my land, and that litle brown log cabin being built was HOW I found out my land was stolen... so you ain't the only one being scammed here... and if you ever do find out who is scamming you, I'd love to know, because they're probably the same damned fucking bastard who stole my land and put that little brown log cabin on it!

In any case, whoever it is that scammed YOU out of money for a septic system... it wasn't me, because I don't have a septic system, and whoever it is who scammed you into building a "a little brown log cabin" and not paying, again, it wasn't me, and you REALLY need to figure out who it is you want to be talking to, because next time you show up here to yell at me about "a septic tank" and "a little brown log cabin" I'm gonna have the FBI haul you off.

I'm kind of a little bit busy trying to

A: regain the use of my arms and legs and

B: find my son's murderer,

so I certainly don't have time to worry about who stole your money. And since it looks like whoever stole your money is probably connected to my son's murder, you should probably consider contacting the FBI aget in charge of my son's murder and tell him, your complains about the "septic tank" and "the little brown log cabin" maybe finding out who scammed you, will help find my son's murderer at the same time.

you can call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

Yes, I am aware no one online knew I was a wheelchair user - its because I don't feel a need to talk about my disabilities. and yes, know, no one online knew I was mute, because again, I don't talk about my disabilities. And yes, I know, no one online knew I was born blind, because again, I feel no need to talk about it.

So why talk about it now?

Because, there is someone LOCAL, offline, going around old Orchard Beach and Biddeford, Maine, CLAIMING to be me, someone, who is NOT in a wheelchair, NOT mute, and NOT blind, and most people THOUGH she was me, because most people were unaware I was in a wheelchair, mute, and blind.

And in May 2025, she showed at the house of someone who really does know me, and knew she wasn't me, and alerted me to what was going on. If a woman who is capable of walking, capable of speaking, or capable of seeing, shows up at your house claiming to be me - call your local police, because she is NOT me. She's also, I'm told claiming to be "EelKat". I am NOT EelKat. EelKat is a fictional character from my novels - she is a talking space cat from Planet Ptarmagin, who travels the galaxy collecting space eels.

I NEVER call myself EelKat.

I am and WENDY.

I also never call my homeless friend ETIOLE, and I never call my car The GOLDENEAGLE.

Etiole, is another fictional character from my novels, he is a silverskinned merman, and his title is Captain Goldeneagle, as he is the a pilot of EelKat's starship. I write novels and this person, whoever it is, seems to not be able to tell the difference between fictional novels and reality.

Whoever this is who is going around pretending to be me, clearly does not know me, otherwise they would know I'm in a wheelchair, am mute, and am blind, AND they would know I am not EelKat, my friend is not Etiole, and my car is not the Goldeneagle.

I find it deeply concerning that someone is doing this. I don't long it's been happening, as I've not had contact with ANYONE -not friends, not family, no one, since 2013, when my son was murdered, the same day I was crippled and paralized from a broken spine - and I've spent the 11 years since relearning to walk. I'm only just starting to stand up and move around again the past couple of months, and I'm finding out that in those 11 years while I was paralized, and also NO online either, someone has been working over time in creating hundreds of online accounts with various versions of "eelkat" (eeelkat, eiikat, realeelkat, ect) and claiming to be me, claiming to be an alien abductee, claiming my car is haunted, claiming my homeless friend is an alien... all things I neither claim nor believe, and NOW I'm finding out, not only have they been impersonating me online with this massive slander campaign, now I'm finding out, they've been doing it locally offline too.

The FBI agent in charge of my son's murder investigation, says he believes it's the woman who murdered my son, and/or her friends or relatives doing it.

I have no clue. But I'm not happy one bit to find out someone has been doing these things while I've been spending the last 11 years recovering from a broken spine.

NO! Us being Gypsies doesn't give your white asses the right to do these things!

No! Your claim that Stephen King TOLD YOU TO DO IT, also doesn't give you the right to do it!

NO! I don't care how many tv show interviews Stephen King did giving MY HOME ADDRESS out on national television, that STILL doesn't give you to right to show up here in my yard!

No! Witches are not real - learn to tell the difference between fiction and reality!

No! haunted cars do not exist! Get your head out of fiction and start paying attention to the real world world for a change!

No! spell casting and curses are not real, stop being a fucking fantasy prone retard and learn the difference between what is real and what's not!

Stay out of my yard, get away from my cars, stop trespassing on my farm, leave my family alone... 

GET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR LIVES!

I'm tired of you people coming here with your stupid ass Stephen King questions! Stop harassing me! The Stephen King rumors were started by the fucking bitch who murdered my son, to try to turn the FBI murder investigation off her scent!

I don't make videos about Stephen King! Those fucking videos you are finding are DEEP FAKES created by the fucking bitch who murdered my son, to try to turn the FBI murder investigation off her scent!

I'm tired of you people coming here with your stupid ass gay hating agendas! Stop harassing me! The gay Erotica rumors were started by the fucking bitch who murdered my son, to try to turn the FBI murder investigation off her scent!

I don't make videos about gay rights! I didn't even know what the word gay ment before the police told me in 2015! Those fucking videos you are finding are DEEP FAKES created by the fucking bitch who murdered my son, to try to turn the FBI murder investigation off her scent!

I'm tired of you people coming here with your stupid ass haunted car questions! Stop harassing me! The Golden Eagle is a Merman character from my books, it's NOT the name of my car! My car is not haunted! The Goldeneagle rumors were started by the fucking bitch who murdered my son, to try to turn the FBI murder investigation off her scent!

I don't make videos about my car! Those fucking videos you are finding are DEEP FAKES created by the fucking bitch who murdered my son, to try to turn the FBI murder investigation off her scent!

I'm tired of you people coming here with your stupid ass amphibious aliens questions! Stop harassing me! The rumors that my homeless veteran friend is an alien were started by the fucking bitch who murdered my son, to try to turn the FBI murder investigation off her scent!

I don't make videos about my friend, nor about aliens or demons or cryptids or whatever other stupid thing you are calling him! Those fucking videos you are finding are DEEP FAKES created by the fucking bitch who murdered my son, to try to turn the FBI murder investigation off her scent!

I'm tired of you people coming here with your stupid ass witch accusations! I'm a Mormon! I'm not a witch! Stop harassing me! The rumors that my being a witch were started by the fucking bitch who murdered my son, to try to turn the FBI murder investigation off her scent!

As there seems to be quite a few people claiming that someone talked to them, while claiming to be representing me and speaking on my behalf, I will say it again:

TRUST NO ONE who claims to be my representative: NO ONE.

ESPECALLY NOT my parents or Ben or anyone calling themselves an Atwater.

I NEVER have a "go between".

I do EVERYTHING face to face in person.

If you did NOT talk to ME IN PERSON FACE TO FACE, you did NOT get my permission for ANYTHING.

There is NO representative or agaent or any other type of person who "speaks for me" or "speaks on my behalf" and ANYONE telling you they are such a person is a SCAM ARTIST who is pulling a scam on you!

There has NEVER been such a person EVER in my entire life!

Whomever it is you are talking to who is telling you they represent me: THEY ARE LYING TO YOU AND YOU HAVE BEEN DECIEVED BY THEM! Report them to the FBI agent in charge of my son's murder.

And as one person said Ben is going around saying he is such a person... NO, he is NOT!

Ben is a gay hating prick who DOES NOT speak on my behalf. He has an extreme toxic hatred for the gay character of my novels and a nasty habit of going behind my back, to work up his fellow gay-haters into frenzies, which result in vandalism of my yard and harassment of my family. INCLUDING - he is the FBI's 3 primary suspect for being the one who hired the backhoe driver who drove over my house, for being the one who told the gold club woman where I would be the night she murdered HIS 8 month old infant son and crippled his WIFE, me.

There is evidence, which came forward in 2025, that suggests Ben is the one who hired the backhoe driver to drive over our house, BECAUSE we had just finished building a baby room on the back, and he, Ben, didn't want the baby, so hired the backhoe to destroy the house and erase evidence that he had a son.

There is evidence, that Ben was involved in the golf club woman as well.

In fact there's a LOT of evidence, that Ben has been paying a LOT of people, to do a lot of the vandalism and harassment.

There is a LOT of evidence that Ben is working very hard to erase all evidence that he ever had a son, and is going out of his way to gaslight everyone around me, to try to make them forget I had a son.

There is a lot of evidence that Ben is going around behind my back, trying to sell my land.

There is a lot of evidence that the part of my land that was cut off, STOLEN, and sold to Don Cooliard, was actually done by Ben.

There is a lot of evidence that Ben is the one going around telling people my Dodge is haunted.

There is a lot of evidence that Ben is the one starting and spreading the rumours of Etiole being an alien and demon.

There is a lot of evidence that Ben is the one starting and spreading the Stephen King rumours.

There is a lot of evidence, that Ben is the one doing everything.

In June 2024, I drove to a state park, one I'd never been to before. It's not where I was going. I happened to see it as I was driving by to somewhere else. It was free to go in, so I figured it'd be a good place to stop, let my dog get a drink, and walk around for a few minutes to pee, before continuing on our drive. In that park is a waterfall. I took a picture of my dog by the waterfall, and sent it to Ben. No text, no words, nothing to say where we were. It took 20 minutes to walk from the parking lot to the waterfall. And another 20 minutes to get back to the car after taking the picture and sending it to Ben. By the time I got to my car, the blond golf club woman was there sitting beside my car, waiting for me. No one but Ben knew I was there.

In November 2024, I mentioned in a text, the name of some very obscure politician, asking Ben if he knew who that was. In less then ten minutes, and entire gangs of strangers showed up, surrounded by Dad's apartment, pounding on the windows, chanting that politician's name. 

May 2025. I send Ben a text, ask him, if he can drive me to WalMart, as I was hurting to much to drive. He asked why. My response: "To buy fabric for a costume for PortCon." It takes Ben 30 minutes to get here, I walk my dog before I leave, less then 5 minutes have passed since I texted Ben. When I get down by the road with my dog, woman is standing in my driveway yelling: "I hear your going to PortCon this year, bitch! You better not go to PortCon this year, bitch!" The text to Ben, was the first and only time I had mentioned PortCon to anyone in over a year, because I had previously said I would not be going in 2025.

November 14, 2013: I had declared, weeks prior, to everyone, I would not be attending Phi Theta Cappa, because Ben would not allow it, as it was on a Sunday. Fifteen minutes before it started, I got in the car and drove to the college. I told only 3 people: Ben, my father, and my mother who was living with Wayne at the time. No one else knew I was gonna be there. The golf club woman was waiting for me. She paralized me and murdered my son.

And now 11 years later, I'm finding out, Ben has been telling people that my injuries were caused by falling on the ice in Biddeford, in February, months after the injury actually occurred. Why? Why is he doing that? Why is he lying about how I got injured?

I've also found out, that nearly every injury I've ever had...Ben tells his friend that it's my father who has those injuries. Why? Why is he doing that?

Ben keeps my wheelchair locked in his attaic so I rarely have access to using it. I've now found out, he's been telling people it's my father's wheelchair. But, my father's never had a wheelchair.

Pictures of my meals, food I have cooked, keep showing up online, Ben in the only person who has access to taking those pictures.

In 2014 and 2015, while I was paralized, my arms and my legs, someone hacked several of my social media accounts, most notably KBoards and Twitter. On KBoards they went through my posting history and rewrote everything into wild rambling gibberish about aliens, ufos, and demons... my posts were articles of how to write Gay Romance novels, Monster Porn novels, and self publish them on Amazon KDP... and suddenly all my articles were gone and replaced with crazy conspiracy theory shit, that had nothing to do with writing novels or self publishing at all. And it was not until 2015 that I found out about it and contacted KBoards and they locked the account and removed those posts on my request.

While over on Twitter, bizarre posts showed up: notably a LOT of posts mentioning the names of people I never heard of and to this day I still have no clue who they are. I found out about the Twitter hack in 2016, when the person named showed up... a threatened to kill me with what he called his "gopher gun", which appeared to be an old style sawed off shot gun, he was waving it over his head.

We never did find out who hacked my KBoards and Twitter accounts, but there was a lot of evidence to it being Ben. The ISPN came from the Biddeford MacArthur Library, so one did it from a local public access computer.

And, prior to April 2025, I have not had contact with my mother in over TWO DECADES.

Ben IS the high priest. And he is the ONLY ONE who knew where I was when the golf club woman returned to attack yet again July 2024, 2 weeks ago. Do NOT trust him. 

Do NOT trust Ben. He has been the biggest proponent in attempts to shut down the FBI murder investigate, including he is behind attempts to shut down this very website you are reading right now.

He lies to people telling them I am not his wife, something I have been since August 13, 1987. (I was born in 1975. He was born in 1949. You do the math. THAT is why he lies about having a wife.)

He tells people he has no son.

He tells people I was never pregnant.

In spite of his paying all my hospital bills with cash, he tells people I am not bedridden.

He tells people the FBI investigation is about the 10 cats the police confiscated from my mother.

He tells people the ten cats were mine.

The cats were my mother's, not mine.

The cat investigation was my mother, not me.

The cat investigation was the local police, not the FBI.

The FBI investigation was already going for several years before the cats even existed.

He lies a LOT.

An important thing to note here, is while USUALLY Ben denies there was ever a baby at all... SOMETIMES... this is the important part, the part that makes the FBI believe Ben hired the backhoe driver, and the golf club woman:

• SOMETIMES Ben does in fact acknowledge there was a baby, but he says: "I wasn't the father, that fallen angel Etiole was."

• SOMETIMES Ben does in fact acknowledge there was a baby, but he says: "I wasn't the father, that alien grey Etiole was."

• SOMETIMES Ben does in fact acknowledge there was a baby, but he says: "I wasn't the father, that Satan's demon Etiole was."

I'll explain why that's significant in a minute.

He's been caught in a lot of lies now, to a lot of people, about a lot of things. In fact, it's starting tolook like he's NEVER told to truth to ANYONE about ANYTHING, ever.

And chances are high, if Ben is the one telling you he speaks on my behalf, that EVERYTHING he gave you permission to do: you are doing ILLEGALLY and WITHOUT my prior knowledge or permission. AND you are likely being used by Ben as a pawn to bury evidence of his son's murder.

If Ben is telling you, you have my permission to do something: know that the permission he gave you, DID NOT come from me, and you just got yourself on the FBI's suspect list, for being involved in the ongoing anti-gay harassment of my family which resulted in my son's murder.

If you know who my son’s murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

I’ve always been very vocal about my beliefs and boy does that piss a lot of people off, but, hell, I’m not going to change how I feel just to gain a few extra views.

My writing has always been controversial, because my main character is a trans man (born female, lives as a male) and I started the series in 1978, it celebrates its 50th anniversary in 2028, 4 years from now. But weirdly, it remained largely ignored by LGBTQ haters, until 2013, just 11 years ago, when a local pastor found out I not only wrote gay romance, but with a trans main character.

And now the last few months because trans topics are in the news lately, I’m suddenly getting hate from family, including my husband.

My husband, whom I’ve been with since 1987, and and who was fully aware I wrote gay romance, a thing I had been doing over a decade before I met him, has suddenly after three decades of being okay with what I wrote, suddenly has been screaming and yelling and flinging ultimatums around demanding I stop writing a series I have been writing for nearly five decades, because as he puts it, it’s an embarrassment to him, his friends, his family, and his church… oddly the friends he’s referring to are people he met at a Trump MAGA rally less than a year ago, and he’s threatening divorce just to keep up appearances with a “god hates fag’s” group he’s started going to protests with.

What the hell?

You DO realize that it is HIS OWN SON who was murdered by a gang of fucking “God Hates Fags” jackasses who mistook me for being male to female transgender while I was 8 months pregnant, right?

And now he’s joined forces with the VERY SAME FUCKING GROUP that murdered his son?

His 8 month old infant son was MURDERED , his head bashed in with a golf club— while they were screaming that I was a gay Erotica write, something that anyone who has ever ACTUALLY READ my books, is fully aware I am not — I’ve never written a sex scene in my life — and yet he himself now calls my books gay Erotica, my own Husband who has hundreds of paperback copies of my books laying around everywhere, he could pick them up and read them himself… but no, he’d rather LIE about what I write, to show off to his fucking gay hating friends…

One friend in particular - one friend who Ben was with November 14, 2013, whom Ben was with April 10, 2015, and whom Ben was with 2 weeks ago, when Claire showed up again... it is VERY CLEAR that that friend, is a friend of Claire's, and ANYTHING you tell Ben, goes straight to Claire...the golf club woman who murdered his son.

His 8 month old infant son was MURDERED , his head bashed in with a golf club-by members of the very same vile, scum bag hate group, that he is now proudly a member of.

Trust NOTHING Ben says, because he's a fucking backstabbing traitor, who will do anything to cover up all evidence of his own son's murder, and I do not know why.

If you know who my son’s murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

Some points to consider:

-Ben is a UFOlogist; I know nothing about UFOs

-the UFO rumours are being started by Ben and his friends Rick, Larry, and Dave - the FBI has found plenty of evidance of this, including that it is Ben and his friends whom have been posting the UFO bullshit about me online.

-Ben believes in aliens; I do not

-the alien rumours are being started by Ben and his friends Rick, Larry, and Dave - the FBI has found plenty of evidance of this, including that it is Ben and his friends whom have been posting the alien bullshit about me online.

-Ben calls Etiole an alien and a demon; I do not

-Ben has forced me to have DNA tests done to prove that I am not a demon; Ben, his friends, and several of my Atwater uncles, all fully believe I am not a Human, claim I was changed by a Demon, claim the Human child was stolen and replaced with a demon, and claim, that the DNA company who did the DNA testing they forced me to have in 2019, was working for Satan and tampered with the DNA test results; Ben, his friends Rick, Dave, and Larry, and several of my Atwater uncles are very that the DNA test results showed, that not only am I Human, but also, I'm far more BLACK then I am white... this would be due to my grandmother Eva Viola Atwater who was 50% Native American and 50% Black - he mother was a prostitute in Portland, Maine in the late 1880s to 1920s, and her father was a Black man from Hati. He is NOT the man the Atwaters list as her father. The man the Atwaters list as Eva's father, was in fact her older sister's father, and is only Eva's step-father, he is not her biological father. The Black man from Hati is Eva's biological father. We do not know his name because the Atwaters, destroyed all documents related to him. In any case, Ben forced me to be DNA tested in 2019 because he wanted to prove to the Sanford Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints, that I was a DEMON and the DNA test results proved I was a Human instead, and since 2021, Ben, his friends Rick, Larry, and Dave, along with several of my Atwater uncles - have taken to massive levels of slandering me and the homeless friend who I let live in my 1964 Dodge 330, Demons, while raving that the DNA company tampered with results.

aka:

_Ben had me DNA tested in 2019, in an attempt to try to convince people at his church, that I was a demon

-but the test results proved I was a Human, so he accused the DNA testing company of being demons working for Satan, and accused them of tampering with the test results, to cover up my being a Demon, to deliberatly decieve him.

-side note: this is the same guy who 3 years in a row ran around PortConMaine convention accusing people in costumes of being Demons, and claimed they were that demons had told them what costums to wear in order to manifest more demons.

I've been going to Portcon comic convention for almost every year since it started, and never once was i harassed, until the first time ben went, and i got cornered by a gang of his sanfard ward church friends. and they did it again the following year. portcon by the way, lost it's contract with the Maine Mall and has to move in 2026, because of the massive gang of religion crazed hoodlums who stormed the Maine Mall during portcon 2023 to vandalize round 1 and beat up cosplayers. those were ben's friends from the sanfard ward church of Jesus Christ of latter day saints who did that...

they went around chanting "god hates fags!" and yelling racist slurs at black people and asian people and were stuffing "repeat sinner!" bible tracks in everyone's coat pockets and backpacks. they were hitting and pushing (to hurt them aka pushing them off the side walk in front of cars on the big road in front of the maine mall) anyone they thought was gay or transgender while yelling anti-trans and anti-gay hate slurs.

after they left portcon 2023, they went to my dad's apartment and poisoned my dog mickie who died the following day.

that's the kind of friend ben keeps.

-Ben believes in demons; I do not

-Ben believes in demons, and so don't his creepy ass church friends

-Ben believes my car is haunted; I do not

-Ben went to school with Stephen King in 1968; I did not, I was not born yet in 1968

-Ben knows Stephen King, they went to Southern Maine University together in 1968 a full decade before I was even born; I have never met Stephen King, though one of my uncles and 23 of my cousins are in fact the squaters in Bangor that are constantly on the news about how Stephen King is dealing with a group of deranged squaters - those squarters who keep landing in Stephen King's yard - those would be the same same Atwater uncles who call my car haunted, claim I am a demon, claim my homeless friend is  an alien, and are friends with Ben, and forced me to have the DNA testing - THEY are the ones obsessed with Stephen King and spreading rumors about my car being connected to Stephen King

-Ben and Stephen King went to Southern Maine University together in 1968

I went to Southern Maine Community College in 2013; not the same college at all

-Ben is obsessed with Stephen King; I am not

-Ben watches all of Stephen King's movies; I have never seen a Stephen King movie

-Ben is a cryptozoologist; I know nothing about cryptids

99.99% of the stuff that people attribute to me, is stuff that BEN does and believes, and stuff that I do NOT do and do NOT believe

-there is considerable evidence that the person attributing those things to me, IS in fact Ben himself

If you know who my son’s murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

TRUST NO ONE who claims to be my representative: NO ONE.

ESPECALLY NOT my parents or Ben or anyone calling themselves an Atwater.

I NEVER have a "go between".

I do EVERYTHING face to face in person.

If you did NOT talk to ME IN PERSON FACE TO FACE, you did NOT get my permission for ANYTHING.

I NEVER wear pants. I ALWAYS wear antique mumu and kimono that my grandmother gave me.
I always wear a scarf, veil, or hijab

I am crippled, I ALWAYS have a cane, walker, rollator, or wheelchair; I can not walk or run.

I am MUTE. You CAN NOT talk to me, you have to WAIT for me to WRITE MY RESPONCE on a notebook.

I am legally blind... I always wear dark glassed to block out light, because my eyes are hyper sensitive to light; when you talk to me I look at YOUR VOICE not your face, because I am BLIND and I can not see your face.

These people you say you are talking to? It is VERY EASY to prove they are not me, both in how I dress, and by my physical deformities, and my physical disabilities.

There is NO representative or agent or any other type of person who "speaks for me" or "speaks on my behalf" and ANYONE telling you they are such a person is a SCAM ARTIST who is pulling a scam on you!

There has NEVER been such a person EVER in my entire life!

Whomever it is you are talking to who is telling you they represent me: THEY ARE LYING TO YOU AND YOU HAVE BEEN DECIEVED BY THEM! Report them to the FBI agent in charge of my son's murder.

If you know who my son’s murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

For those who don’t know, Ben has D.I.D. (Dissociative Identity Disorder sometimes referred to as Multiple Personality Disorder, at least 7 persons known of so far, none of them has any memory or knowledge of any of the others, nor believes in the existence of any of the others - even when shown video footage of each other; most prominent are one who calls himself “The High Priest” and one who calls himself “The UFOlogist”) and Schizophrenia and won't take meds.

Ben has manic episodes where he thinks everyone around him is a Demon, believes cars are haunted by ghosts or aliens, has convinced himself that I am an alien abductee and can't be trusted because I side with "the greys",.... totally wild endless demon and alien filled delusions that just make him really had to live with but he ain't got no one else who will put up with him. It is “The High Priest” who usually is the one having “demon encounters” and it is “The UFOlogist” who most often has a alien/UFO encounters.

Both are nightmares to be around and it has reached a point where I will not set foot in the same building with him, if he is in “High Priest” or “UFOlogist” mode, due to “The High Priest” is a violent woman hating misogynist who wouldn’t think twice about beating the shit out of any female who dared exist within a mile of him…simply because ALL females are literal demons from Hell, according to him, and he believes NO female has the right to exist.

The “High Priest” has gotten progressively more violent in recent years, and has started “preaching” wild megalomaniactic “god hates fags” (Westborough Baptist Church) doctrine, has started attending something he terms as "anti-gay "rallies" and has become very mean and hateful to my gay friends, my trans best friend (whom people refer to as “Etiole”, and my trans sibling.

Ben's "High Priest" persona is EXCEPTIONALLY MEAN, VERY full of 100% HATRED for all things: female, gay, or trans. he raves and rants his hatred for them all the time. I don't like being near Ben when he is in high priest mode, because he is very mean and scary then.

Ben, in any of his other personas, is tame, calm, docile, kind... but The High priest is deranged, raving and ranting, hateful, and I don't fell nothing even remotly close to being safe around him in high priest mode. Ben's High Priest persona is a terrifying power crazed hater of everything.

And the stuff the FBI has uncovered, it looks like it is Ben's "high priest" persona who has been doing a lot of this stuff with the vandalism, the harassment, the murder of our son, spreading the alien rumours, spreading the Stephen King rumours... EVERYTHING is all linking back to Ben and his friend Rick.

I've been married to Ben since I was 8 years old, a thing I had no choice in, so I've been with him for 42 years now, and I've always been terrified of his "high priest" alt ego, but, I've also never been allowed out of that room that I was kept in for 28 years since I was 8 years old. I only first had contact with people outsside of the Atwater family for the first time in my life in 2010 when Ben was in Wales and I snuck out and got my driver's lisnce, GED, and started college.

I had never seen a single Human who was not part of the Atwater Clan before 2010. 

Even still now in 2025, I've only had face to face contact with none Atwater humans less then a hundred times.

I wasn't evemn in college long enough to start taking the regular class.

Because I had zero education at all, I had to be taught everything right from Kindergarten level, at age 31... the entire of 2010, 2011, and 2012 in college, that was all just taking K5, grade 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 remindial classes... and I had only just started my first math class in 2013 the semester of the golf club attack, so I have not yet learned numbers and counting or addition or clocks or measurments yet.

I wasn't even in college long enough to learn numbers and counting!

And the FBI is saying now, they think it was Ben and his friend Rick who were behind all of the golf club woman too, because the FBI said, the stuff that happened to me in 2013 at the college, they said same things happened to Rick's wife in 2016 in Utah. And the FBI says Ben was paying Rick three thousand dollars a month from 2013 through 2015. The FBI says, they think Rick and Ben planned to get rid of their wives and, they think Ben thought it was a joke but Rick was serious, and they said that Ben was complaining to a lot of people in 2013 that he really hated the idea of me in college.

I am so confused about all of it. 

As for the guy people call "Etiole", I don't call him "Etiole", Ben does.

I don't believe "Etiole" is an alien. Ben does.

I don't believe in aliens at all. Ben does.

I don't believe in ghosts or hauntings. Ben does.

I don't believe in ufos. Ben does.

I don't believe in demons. Ben does.

I never told anyone, either online or offline about "Etiole". except Ben. Which means ALL the information being posted online about "Etiole", on podcasts, of Coast to Coast AM Radio Station, on YouTube videos... ALL of it, was sourced from Ben. And we did learn, that it was Ben's fellow high priest from the Sanfard Ward Church who did the Coast to Coast AM Raido interview in September of 2021. We found out in September of 2024, when Coast to Coast Radio drove their entire mega-sized box-truck Radio station on wheels here to Maine to interview me, and I had no clue this radio station even existed or that they had been for several years now doing a series of segments about me, my so called "haunted car", and my friend "Etiole".

And Coast to Coast  said they thought I knew, in fact, they thought I had been sending people to them, and they thought I was expecting them to show up, because according to them, it's a lot of people who know me, or rather claim to know me... it's a lot of people I never heard of, but are on the church member rousters on Ben's Saco and Sanford churches... oh... they gave me a list. Several "Atwaters" have been calling in giving Coast too Coast interviews about me, Rick, some guy named Todd who I found out was the Bishop's grandson... a lot of people, who are friends when,, BEN, not me... I don't go to the same church Ben does. I am a member of the Cape Elizabeth Church of ?Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints. I have never attended the Saco Ward church at all, not once in my entire life, and I've only ever visited the Sabnfard Ward church fewer then a dozen times in my entire life. Ben was High Priest in Saco Ward Church and Sanfard Ward Church. The people in those two churches are Ben's friends, not mine.

And I'm left to wonder, how many people gave those interviews because they actually believede the bull shit alien and ufo and haunted car lies they were spewing about me.... vs how many of them were just fucking saying whatever they were paid to say?

FBI says Ben was paying Rick $3k a month.

What the fuck?

When asked, Ben says "I never posted anything online, I never contacted Coast to Coast"... no... but I but all his friends did... DOZENS of his friends from multiple churches... and Ben was the ONLY person I ever mentioned "Etiole" to. Ben turns out to be a fucking gossip... as we've now found FIVE different NONE-MORMON Churches that he ALSO ran around blabbing about "etiole", "aliens", "demons", and "haunted cars" to.

There are women in those interviews, who claim, "Etiole" raped them.... uh... yeah... about that... "Etiole" is transgender. He's a transman. That means he is biologically female, has a vagina, not a penis, and is actually a cis-woman living as a man. "Etiole" was a Jewish World War 2 fighter pilot from France, a part of some group called "sky witches" or something, I'm not sure, it's what "Etiole" called it. I don't know anything about WW2 history and I've never looked up his story... she was tortured in a concentration camp, severely scarred and burned. Was on a ship of refugees that arrived in Old Orchard Beach in 1953, and was immediately bullied by locals because, she literally has no skin, it's was peeled off because she had tattoos. So she ran out into the woods, the Ross Forest, started living as a man, and has been a hermit roaming all over the forests of Maine ever since. 

SHE.

Etiole is biologically a female, not a male.

Etiole is a transman.

Let me repeat this part from before:

An important thing to note here, is while USUALLY Ben denies there was ever a baby at all... SOMETIMES... this is the important part, the part that makes the FBI believe Ben hired the backhoe driver, and the golf club woman:

• SOMETIMES Ben does in fact acknowledge there was a baby, but he says: "I wasn't the father, that fallen angel Etiole was."

• SOMETIMES Ben does in fact acknowledge there was a baby, but he says: "I wasn't the father, that alien grey Etiole was."

• SOMETIMES Ben does in fact acknowledge there was a baby, but he says: "I wasn't the father, that Satan's demon Etiole was."

Ben HATES "Etiole". He's never made a secret of that.

I've had 7 miscarriages, because I have endometriosis, so it's very difficult for me to carry a pregnancy full term.

Ben has never cared about any of the babies. Ever.

He's never been sad or upset when the miscarriage happened.

All of them happened before I was 17, because after I turned 18, I found I as an adult had rights I didn't have as a child, including, the right to say no to sex.

Ben convinced himself that "Etiole" was the father of the baby, and the FBI believes that to be the motive behind the backhoe being paid to drive over my house, just days after we finished adding a baby room to the back of the house.

But also... I was removed from public school,when I was 8 years old, the same year I became Ben's wife, and to this day, I don't know why I was removed from school. I have almost no memories of the event.

My never having gone to school, past eight years old, SEEMED to be my parents doing, but in recent months the FBI has uncovered a lot that would indicate it was in fact Ben, who was the one who did not want me in school.

In 2010, three things happened, and Ben had a meltdown both times: 

• I got a driver's license...at age 35.

• I secretly went to night school at the Old Orchard Beach High School and got my GED...at age 35.

• I enrolled in college...at age 35

I did all of this while Ben was overseas in Wales and, I for the first time in my entire life, had freedom to do things without Ben lording over my every move.

And the entire time I was in college, Ben continually kept showing up, coming into class and stomping around mad. Several times the teachers had to call security to take him out.

He started showing up at study hall and having crazed white power anti-black meltdowns at my study partner, a Black man from Ghana, named Pius.

And then I did the unthinkable: I got a job. An evil thing for little female me to do. Nearly as evil as female me, driving a car, and almost as evil as female me getting an education.

Ben started showing up at work. Macy's at the Maine Mall, RGIS at various places, and HallMark Greeting Cards, again at various places.

He went full stalker mode. Not allowing me to go to college or work, without him. Showing up and having meltdowns if I just got in my car and drove to class or work like a any sane normal person would do.

It started to become very clear that it was Ben, and not my parents whom had removed me from public school at 8 years old, and it that's when I started missing classes... because someone cut the break lines on my car, 7 different times, the power steering line three different times; on four different occasions my tires were slashed; once someone poured etching fluid on my windshield and had to be replaced.

Another time, Ben simply removed the driver's seat from my car amnd hid it in a storage unit.

These things happened every few days for three years 2010 to 2013... and ended when on November 14, 2013, our son was murdered and I was left crippled and in a wheelchair by a woman wielding a golf club... whom the FBI believes Ben hired, because Ben was so enraged that I, a lowly female, had dared defy him, a dominate male, a learn to read and write.

The FBI believes Ben WANTED me crippled and in a wheelchair, so that I couldn't get out of his overly posessive sight ever again.

The FBI believes Ben started the rumours about "etiole" being a demon, my Dodge being haunted, the Stephen King rumors, and "Etiole" being the baby Xavier's father... ALL as a way to gaslight people into forgetting there was a baby, ALL to use "etiole" as a scapegoat, and ALL to punish me, a female, for committing the sin of trying to have and education and get a job.

The FBI believes my son was murdered because I was a female to defied males by learning to read and write.

So what about "Etiole"? Who is he?

He's not an alien.

He's not a demon.

He's a servery traumatized WW2 veteran. Who has an uncanny ability to predict death.

Every once in a while 4 or 5 times a year "Etiole" will randomly leave the woods, and seek out someone to tell vision he had to. Most people never believe him. I did believe, so he started coming and telling me every time, because I was the only person who would sit down and listen to him. He's never been wrong. Not once in 50 years. I don’t have an explanation for how he sees or knows things before they happen. But he's never been wrong.

And THAT is where the alien and demon rumours come from.

Every warning "Etiole" has ever given me has happened within 30 days of him saying it would. But in every case, the warning he gave, came to pass in less than 30 days, and every person I told, violently turned on me, accusing me of being a witch, him of being a demon, and both of us of casting curses. 

His messages are not cryptic. They are very highly detailed. Exact person, exact events, exact location…and that is the problem. I know exactly what will happen, to who, how, by whom, and when… and, I was only an eight year old child, in the early days, so I didn't know NOT to tell adults, what "Etiole" had told me... and I told my husband, because who else is an eight year old child going to tell.

Yeah, let that sink in for a minute.

Ben's immediate response was to tell me, his eight year old wife, that I had encountered a demon. I took Ben into the woods to meet "Etiole" and Ben stood there face to face with "Etiole" and said there was nothing there. "Etiole" tried to shake Ben's hand. Ben put his hands behind his back, stared up at the clouds and said: "Nope. I don't believe it. There's nothing there."

Ben has encountered "Etiole" dozens of times, and has responded this exact same way every time.

Ben is the one who started telling people "Etiole" was my "imaginary friend". By the time I was twelve, Ben had started telling people that "Etiole" was "an alien grey", a thing he was bragging about throughout the 1980s at the Cape Elizabeth Church.

In the early 1990s, a local Wicca Coven started attended the Cape Elizabeth Church. They were from that little "village" across the street from JoAnn's fabric. The missionaries had brought them. They attended church services every week for about a year before one by one they all returned to their Wicca coven and declared they didn't want to become Mormons. Ben, who was mission president's assistant at the time, had a total meltdown over it. And suddenly, started calling 90% of all females he encountered "witches", including me, even though I knew absolutely nothing about witchcraft.

He started weekly dragging me to the state presidents office demanding I "confess my sins of witchcraft". Two different Stake Presidents (first Seymore and then Earnshaw) kept reminding Ben that Mormons aren't Catholics and don't have confession, but Ben would hear nothing of it. He started telling them about "Etiole" at that point Ben was calling "Etiole" "a demon familiar".And we was still driving the 1964 Dodge 330 as our daily driver back then too. "Etiole" had not yet started living in it.

When the 1964 Dodge 330 stopped running, I gave "Etiole" a key to it, so he could sleep in it at night, because he was homeless, and often getting sick from sleeping outside in the rain. I was not yet a teenage, either, and had been married to Ben more then half my life already.

Ben is constantly preaching we should help the homeless, so, I saw no reason why I could not let my homeless friend sleep in my car at night... ten year old logic. 

Ben, started saying my Dodge was haunted, a few weeks after I started letting "Etiole" sleep in it at night.

In the early days Ben said it was a "demon" living in the car, but around the time of my turning fourteen, he started saying it was "an alien grey" living in the car. He now goes back and forth between the two, sometimes saying "alien", sometimes saying "demon."

if I tell any one, I will, as has happened over two hundred times in the last fifty years, be blamed for using witchcraft to cause it.

If I tell anyone and say he’s the one who told me, he will, as has happened over two hundred times in the last fifty years, be accused of being a demon and blamed for causing it.

He had predicted April 10, 2015, on March 31, 2015, with vivid accuracy. And the entire internet has seen what was done to me and him, by the person primarily involved with April 10, 2015.

August 8, 2013, a backhoe was driven over my house, 3 days after a prediction he made, came true. November 14, 2013, my 8 month old month old son was murdered and I was paralized, and today still not yet recovered, because a week prior, another of his predictions had come true. May 10, 2010, my car was cut in half, the 1964 Dodge 330 that he was living in, cut in half by a deranged group of women from the saco Ward Chrurch of Juesus Christ of Later Day Saints (Ben's church, not mine) who in arrived in my yard armed with chainsaws and chanting “kill the car, kill the demon” they decimated my, while trying to kill him, because 12 days earlier a child died in a bathtub while it’s mother was on the phone, less then a week, after he walked into that church and told all of them, not to leave a child unattended in a bathtub, one would drown before the week was out it they did.

NOTE that my 1964 Dodge 330 was cut in half, in May 2010... a few weeks after I started college in February 2010... which is why the FBI further believes Ben to be the instigator of EVERYTHING. EVERY SINGLE act of violence.

The FBI says Ben "has more money then he knows what to do with" and they say too that Ben "thinks he can buy anyone" and the FBI also says that Ben HAS BEEN going around handing out very large wads of cash to a suspicious amount of people who might otherwise have come forward with evidence about my son's murder, had Ben not been in the habit of paying them hundreds of dollars, quite regular, in cash.

As for why "etiole" was targeted as the scapegoat of all this: "Etiole" predicts death. Deaths that can be avoided. Deaths that won’t happen, if his warning is heeded. He's admittingly, somewhat crazy sounding when you talk to him, and evil people like to take advantage of people they deem "crazy", like "Etiole"

"Etiole" predicts death with vivid accuracy. And that’s why all the locals are scared shitless of him. Because he’s a hermit, who almost never comes out of the woods, rarely is seen even in the forest, and only ever comes out in public, when he’s had a vision and tries to help people, tries to prevent that vision from happening. But he’s always ignored. He’s been doing this since the 1950s, several decades before I was born.

I’ve seen, time and time again, how incredibly accurate his predictions are. And because I believed him, I have many times tried to warn people “He says ___ is going to happen, you need to not do ___ within the next 30 days.”

The problem is, just simply that, no one ever believes him, no one has ever believed me either… BUT… because I’ve “predicted” with vivid accuracy, over 200 deaths in the last 50 years, via forwarding "Etiole" predictions TO BEN and BEN ONLY, I get accused of causing those deaths. I get accused of being a witch. I get accused of casting spells and curses. I get accused of being demon possessed. And I get mobs of very angry people showing up in my yard -people somehow connected to whoever it is who died that time-who show up with guns and chainsaws and golf clubs and fists, or backhoes - I’ve had five house on my land -one was blown up by a bomb (2006), 3 were driven over by a backhoe (2001, 2007, 2013), 1 was burned to the ground (2006).

I gave up rebuilding because the Old Orchard Beach Police each time, arrive shrug and say “What can ya do? Boys will be boys?”

Those “boys being boys” also:

-beat my horse’s head in with a brick (1994),

-poisoned my goat (1985),

-cut the heads off of 75 pet bantam roosters and hung their bodies from rope nooses in my rose bushed (2007),

-Cleo’s head was nailed to my motorhome door her intestines used as decorations on the aweing of my motorhome which is why I painted it pink because no other colour would cover up the blood stains (2015),

-poisoned my dog (2023),

-poisoned my cats (2007),

-chopped up my 1974 Gremlin with a sledge hammer and chain saw(1987) - its what’s in those 12 five gallon buckets sitting in my yard; did the same thing to my 1976 Gremlin and my 1978 Hornet (1988),

-chopped up my 1964 Dodge (2010)...

I mean I could go on and list all two hundred plus of the things deranged locals of Old Orchard Beach have done, the FBI already has that list of all things though and it takes too much space to list them all here.

And in every attack, as the FBI points out, the ONLY person who knew what "etiole" had said, was BEN, because I never told anyone else.

Ben is the ONLY person, I ever told anything about "etiole" to at all.

So those people who attacked, they could ONLY have gotten their information from: BEN.

I have Autism. Low Functioning. What is often refered to as "The RainMan Type". Meaning I'm also classified as MUTE. I have "selective mutism" and "semi-verbal functioning". There are exactly seven people whom I am able to talk to, and everyone else I can not form verbal words, and I don't know why. While in college I took speach therapy and vocabulary, and public speaking classes every single semester and I still can not speak verbally to anyone but those same seven people, and it is very frustrating to not be able to talk, to not be able to communicate... and for some reason, Ben has taken it upon himself, WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE OR PERMISSION, to use my mutism as an excuse to call himself my "representative", even though he is NOT my representative. I have NO representative.

ZERO.

NO ONE speaks for me.

NO ONE is authorized to do or say ANYTHING on my behalf, ESPECIALLY NOT BEN!

So, you can see, why I am hesitant to talk about "Etiole” . My houses, all on the same spot of land, are oblitherated, my cars chopped up into tiny pieces, my pets chopped into tiny pieces and draped all over my yard, my 8 month infant son murdered, I’m crippled and in a wheelchair because of a crazy woman with a golfclub… and in EVERY one of all 200+ attacks, it was ALWAYS because days prior “Etiole” came out of the forest, and predicted a horrible event, the people warned of that event laughed, a few days later it happened, and few days after that they go bat shit crazy on me accussing me of having done it via witchcraft curses.

But you can also see now, WHY Ben is the FBI's number one suspect for EVERYTHING: including the backhow driving over my house, my cars being vandalised, my online accounts being hacked, my being crippled, AND my son's murder.

Update added May 31, 2025

Uhm, I am getting some weird messages and I don’t trust things that show up privately, so I’m going to answer publicly, and I assume the one who messaged me will see it, and this should answer their question.

No, I do not have a brown log cabin. What are you talking about? My house at 146 Portland Av, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, was a 9 foot wide by 16 foot long beach hut, originally white with green trim when it was built in 1942, and repainted yellow with brown trim in July 2013 when we got the building permit to add the baby room onto the back. Deranged bigots drove over it with a backhoe August 8, 2013, then the same people returned November 14, 2013 murdered my 8 month old son with a golf club and paralyzed me at the same time. I have been HOMELESS for eleven years now, and am still relearning to walk. I have over THIRTY MILLION in medical bills from my broken spine and physical therapy. So I have not been able to afford to rebuild a house yet. 

You are seeing me out any about with a walker now because yes, I’ve ONLY just STARTED to have enough strength in my legs to walk, but not unaided. I’m still wheelchair bound and bed ridden over 80% of the day, I only have enough strength to use the walker 1 or 2 times a day about 30 minutes each time.

Yes, I am the one who wears the “Middle eastern garb”, we are Gypsies, part Native American Kickapoo Tribe, part Persian&Mongolian Middle Eastern. Yes I ALWAYS wear veils and hijab. No I have never worn pants in my entire life. Yes, I ONLY wear floor length caftan and kimono. Nearly ALL of my cloths are neon pink, neon orange, or bright red, I wear almost nothing else. You ARE going to know it’s me if you see me.

No, I am NOT an animal rights activist, nor a vegan, I wear fur coats and eat seafood and dairy quite regularly.

No, I am not the founder of the Procter and Gamble boycott. The Boycott was founded in 1973, TWO YEARS BEFORE I WAS BORN in 1975. That alone should tell you the person you are talking to is lying to you.

NO, anyone you see wearing pants, wearing “American cloths”, or without their head covered, is NOT me.

No, I do not own ANY of the cars you listed. I own ONLY THREE cars:

1992 Volvo with murals painted on it

1975 Dodge Sportsman painted neon pink and glow in the dark lime green.

1964 Dodge 330 Coronet, painted orange. No, is it not haunted, nor are there demons living in it, nor are there aliens living in it. If you believe that cars can be haunted or if you believe aliens or demons are real, I would suggest you seek a psychiatrist because it sounds like you have schizophrenia. I am getting tired of you clearly deeply mentally disturbed people running around slandering me, my family, my friends, and my cars with your stupid ass retarded rumours about aliens, demons, hauntings, and whatever other crazy ass bull shit you've come up with the slander me and my cars with.

I do not know anyone who owns any of the cars you listed, so I do not know who owns them, and no the woman driving them is NOT me, so you NEED to call the police next time you encounter her and report her for impersonating me.

My NEIGHBOUR at 144 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine did recently build a brown log cabin. But that's my neighbour next door, not me. Is that the brown log cabin you are talking about? Maybe? I don't know. But if is it... That's not mine, that's next door to me.

Coming over here and threatening to "burn down the little brown log cabin while your family is inside" doesn't do a damned bit of good, because it is not MY "little brown log cabin" and the people who live there are NOT my family. You're threatening the wrong damned person you stupid retarded idiot. Plus I don't have a septic tank. I don't even know what you creeps are talking about!

There are so many people, mixing me up for someone else, steady, hundreds of times, for the past ten years, STEADY, ever since I became crippled. It's VERY OBVIOUSE that someone is taking advantage of the fact that I am bedridden, paralized, and from 2013 to 2021 UNABLE TO TYPE, WALK, or SPEAK, so was unable to respond to any of this.

Someone has spent the last decade pretending to be me, both online and offline and I do not know who she is or why she is doing it, but I am not happy about any of this at all.

THIS was my house here:

my house July 4, 2013, picture taken because we were also done building the baby room on the back of the building - notice the building permit for said baby room in the window. vs my house August 8, 2013, only 30 days later, when a deranged lunatic drove over it with a backhoe AND had a dump truck haul it away... while I was gone to work ... only 90 days before the same people who were there in my yard with the backhoe, would arrive at the college November 14, 2013 and murder the baby the room was being built for after demolishing said baby room.

And these are my cars:

Okay, I'm answering a message that was sent here to me privatly, but due to the ongoing FBI investigation into my infant son's murder, my being crippled/paralized the same day by the same woman with the same golf club that murdered my son, and the backhoe that drove over my house a few weeks prior to his murder, and the FBI's belief that both the backhoe driving over my house August 8, 2013 and my son's murder November 14, 2013 were done by the same person, both as an attempt to drive me off my land so a 27 unit condo could be put there, I therefor do not answer anything privatly, so here's my answer to said message:

No. You do not seem to have any level of concept for how extrordinarily limited my ability to move my arms, even now 11 years later is.

I can not exstend my left hand forward enough to reach 17" in front of me. The average person can easily reach 24"+ in front of them.

I can not straiten my left arm far enough up, down, or ahead to reach 17".

I just measured, just now, to get the exact number for you. I can get my finger tips to tap against 16" ahead of me. I can bend slightly my fingers around something 8" in front of me. But to actually grip my fist around something, the item must be 4" directly in front of my belly, no higher, no lower, no further ahead.

As you are trying to say I was writing online between 2014 to 2021 (even though I was not able to move my fingers more then slight tremors during that period) it is very clear you have ZERO understanding of how INCREADIBLY disabled my arms, hands, and fingers really are, even now still in 2025, 11 years after the attack.

You don't seem to have an actual understanding of how very little movement i have in my arm. How narrow a distance i can reach ahead of me.

My left arm bends down, handing there dead and unmoving 24/7/365 for 11 years now, and it still does. The lower half from elbow to wrist, bends at an angle across my belly and stays there near completely immobile all day.

I returned to typing in May 2021, same day I returned to the internet after not being online since November 2013... anyone you saw posting ANYWHERE online between November 2013 to May 2021: WAS NOT ME, because my hands were PARALIZED between that time period.

Since May 2021, I've been typing not only with one hand, my right hand, but with only 3 fingers of one hand. I have no ability to type at all with ANY of my left hand fingers and for my right hand i am only able to move my thumb and first two fingers enough to type. Right now in 2025. It has taken me ELEVEN YEARS to regain enough nerve use of those three fingers, so that I can type what you are reading, right now.

When you understand how serverly crippled I actually am, you can then see the MASSIVE levels this online stalker has gone to between 2013 to 2021 to pretend to be me: Like I said before EVERYTHING being said about aliens, UFOs, demons, witchcraft, Stephen King, and haunted cars: NONE OF IT WAS SAID BY ME -- ALL OF IT was said by someone PRETENDING to be me, and taking advantage of the fact I was FULLY PARALIZED -- ARMS AND LEGS -- and not able to defend myself.

The FBI believes the person/s pretending to be me online are the SAME PEOPLE who drove a backhoe over my house August 8, 2013 (see photo - my house July 4, 2013 vs August 8, 2013 -146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach) and murdered my son November 14, 2013, and crippled me also November 14, 2013.

my house July 4, 2013, picture taken because we were also done building the baby room on the back of the building - notice the building permit for said baby room in the window. vs my house August 8, 2013, only 30 days later, when a deranged lunatic drove over it with a backhoe AND had a dump truck haul it away... while I was gone to work ... only 90 days before the same people who were there in my yard with the backhoe, would arrive at the college November 14, 2013 and murder the baby the room was being built for after demolishing said baby room.

And, I will say it again, if you have any information about my son’s murderer, DO NOT try to contact me... you MUST contact FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 or at 1 Middle Street forth floor, Portland, Maine. He is in charge of the investigation into the backhoe, the murder, and my being crippled.

But the extreme limiting use of my hands is also why I use the cane in my right hand. I am supposed to be using my left hand for the cane. Dr gave me the cane and she tried to teach me to use it with left hand, because you are supposed to use cane on opposite side of injured hip, but my left hand is still near completely immobile, I can't move my fingers at all yet and can not hold cane in my left hand where it is supposed to be instead of my right hand. I had the underarm crutches for 18 months before switching to cane full time and the crutches were difficult because my arm would not bend so I could hold them correctly.

Even now in July 2025, 11 years after the woman attacked with the golf club, I do everything with my right thumb and 1st two fingers. I've almost no movement in my other 7 fingers

Its why I have not brushed my hair in several years. I can not both grip the brush, and lift my arm higher then my shoulder at the same time. And that’s my right arm which is my good arm.

Its why I have been having so much trouble cooking. I am still homeless these 11 years, later because the backhoe drove over my house August 8, 2013, and I have not yet recovered the injuries enough to go back to work, so I have not yet had money to rebuild my house again. Because I am homeless I go to my dad's apartment in Biddeford to cook, but it is very difficult as I cannot lift the pans once water is put in them. I can not open the top door of the freezer. I can not reach anything on the top 2 shelves or in the cupboards or on top of fridge. All because only one of my arms lifts higher then my belly level and the other doesn't go higher then shoulder level. Its extreme pain if I try to go higher.

So, no, again, you really are mixing me up with someone else, as I am far more disabled then you seem to be aware, and I am not physically capable of doing 90% of the things you are even talking about.

Do you know who this woman is?
If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

On November 14, 2013, she used a golf club to bash out the brains of my 8-month-old baby Xavier-Octavian Allen. She called herself “Claire” as though she thought I knew her, but I know no one named Claire and had never seen her before. She was about 65 years old and would be around 75 years old today in 2025. The FBI believes the woman who murdered my son is the same woman who hired the backhoe to drive over my house on August 8, 2013, a few weeks before my son’s murder.

If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

My house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, on July 4, 2013 and on August 8, 2013 after vandals drove a backhoe over it. The backhoe is still running in this photo, I got home from work while they were doing it and the white haired man jumped out and ran away leaving the backhoe running, until it ran out of gas. It sat in my yard for 6 months until the police finally towed it away.

The FBI believes this woman who crippled me and murdered my baby on November 14, 2013, is connected to the backhoe that illegally drove over my house making me homeless on August 8, 2013.

Between June 2001 and continuing on into 2025, there have been over 200 violent attacks on 146 Portland Ave, Old orchard Beach, Maine, including the beheading of 75 pet roosters April 2007, whose headless bodies were hung in my rosebushes from rope nooses.

The FBI believes ALL of these events are being done in an attempt to drive me off my land. 

According to the FBI, in 2007, a developer went to the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall and filed an illegal building permit for a 27 unit condominium, on my land and CLAIMED to be the owner of my land. This land has been in my family since 1531, we are Native Americans of the Kickapoo tribe and there are more than 500 graves, most dating from the 1500s to 1600s on my land. 

This land has been in my family well over 500 years, and I inherited it from my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen in 1983.

The FBI believes, ALL of the slander/rumours that falsely accuse me of being transgender were ALSO started by this woman who murdered my son, in a further attempt to drive me from my land via working locals of Old Orchard Beach into a trans-hating frenzy.

If you are a real estate agent and ANY ONE contacts you interested in buying 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, PLEASE report that "client" IMMEDIATLY to FBI Agent Andy Drewer, head of my son's murder investigation, and head of the investigation into the 200+ acts of vandalism and hate crimes which have occurred at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine between 2001 to 2025.

If you have ANY information about ANY of the incidents, attacks, vandalisms, and hate crimes that took place between 2001 and 2025, on 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, please give that information to FBI agent Andy Drewer as well.

My land is not for sale and ANY ONE offering to buy it is likely connected to this woman who murdered my son.

If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

ANYONE interested in buying my land has a HIGH PROBABILITY of being hired BY MY SON'S MURDERER, and you MUST send their information to the FBI.

She is the same woman who severed my spine with the same golf club used to murder my baby.

She had distinctive two-inch wide stripes in her hair all the way around her head, platinum blond and dark reddish brown, in a pageboy haircut.

She drives a 1990s era gold Volvo 240gl station wagon

If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer,please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

I have 3 broken vertebrae, 3 ruptured discs, a broken sariliac, hip dysplasia (broken hip and broken pelvic bone, with hip bone pushed back into pelvic bone and fused together), in addition to rheumatism in both hips, both knees, and both wrists, as well as MS.

Rheumatism I've had since I was 8.

MS I've had since I was 16.

All the rest was done by the crazy blonde woman with the golf club, November 14, 2013, at Southern Maine Community College. I was also 8 months pregnant and she murdered my son as well. I was paralyzed for 18 months and had to relearn to walk. Her hair was wild extreme unnatural rave style 2 to 3 inch wide platinum blond and dark blonde-brown stripes.

I found a pin that shows a similar hairstyle:

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/tonos-de-cabello-rubio--322148179608879161/

She shows up at my yard (both in Old Orchard and in Biddeford), at my college classes, at my workplace... always violent and smashing things, always yelling "transvestite freak" and similar hate slurs about transgender people (she seems to believe I am transgender even though I am I cis woman, and her hatred of transgender people seems to be her primary motive.).

At one point the man who was with her called her "Vallerie". But she herself talked of herself (in a bizarre, not how normal people talk "3rd person") Claire. She kept saying things like "I'm Claire, bitch!" and "I'm Claire you fucking transvestite freak!"

She really, really, really, really was going overboard in emphasizing that her name was Claire - to the point that I am led to believe that her name is NOT Claire, and that she was in fact pretending to be someone else, who's name was Claire.

The fact that the man with her (who was later discovered to be a Biddeford police officer - he was identified in February 2025 when he was killed in a car accident in New Hampshire.) called her "Vallerie" and not "Claire" when he talked to her, indicates, that her name is more likely to be Valerie, then Claire.

But I know no one named either Vallerie or Claire, and outside of these events where she shows up and attacks, I've never seen this woman before and have no clue who she is.

She has attacked more then a dozen times, IN ADDITION to the golf club attack when she murdered my son and crippled me.

She frequently dies her hair and wears wigs. And has looked quite different in the over TWELVE YEARS of her stalking and harassment

In May 2015 I returned to work, walking minimally with a cane.

On June 24, 2016, the same mystery blond woman with her hair now dyed rusted reddish blond, woman, this time driving a late 1990s vintage gold Volvo station wagon, drove up beside my car, while I was putting groceries in my car at Scarborough Walmart, jumped out, grabbed an empty shopping cart from the shopping cart corral, and attacked again, same as she did with golf club three years earlier. This attack is the one which caused worse damage, and I have still not yet recovered from now in 2025.

In the 2016 attack, her hair was dyed an unnatural burgundy red, with slight grey roots growing out, the same unnatrually straitened pageboy style, and she was wearing a burgundy sweater that time.

In the 2016 attack, her hair was dyed an unnatural burgundy red, with slight grey roots growing out, the same unnatrually straitened pageboy style, and she was wearing a burgundy sweater that time.

She most often looks like this, with the red hair... and it was what she looked like on the December 24, 2016 Christmas Eve attack at my dad's apartment building. And THIS attack we have on camera, and so we have actual video footage of her... including, we have audio files of her yelling and chanting "transvestite freak!" while shooting a gun, during the Christmas Eve attack at 27 High Street, Biddeford, Maine.

People always ask why I have a video recorder running 24/7. Watch these 4 videos of The Scarborough Walmart.

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I have a video recorder running 24/7. Because this parking lot is where I was attacked a second time by the woman who crippled me with the golf club at Southern Maine Community College in 2013 (who also murdered my 8-month-old son at the same time) this is the location of her 2nd attack, the July 2016 attack with a shopping cart, the attack that left me in a wheelchair and despite over 200 "security cameras" and signs saying there are cameras in use... the police did not find even ONE actual REAL camera. Every "security camera" on this building and parking lot was ALL fake "dummy cameras" and that is why there is no video footage of my son's murderer.

I started carrying a camera 24/7 the very next day after Scarborough police informed me they could not identify the blonde woman who attacked me or her gold Volvo 240GL station wagon, because EVERY CAMERA at this store's parking lot was an empty case with no real camera inside it. My son would be 12 years old this Christmas 2025, and his murderer walks free, still unidentified because this parking lot did not have real cameras.

Those things that look like cameras on the building and light poles, are fake, according to the Scarborough Police Department. That is why I have a camera running 24/7, because my son's killer walks free because there was no camera the day we were attacked.

Her hair has been a different colour each time she has shown up. In 2021 it was a neon dayglow purple, but still the same pageboy. The 2021 attack she was wearing a black poly satin dress with neon lime green trim

Her hair has been a different colour each time she has shown up. In 2021 it was a neon dayglow purple, but still the same pageboy. The 2021 attack she was wearing a black poly satin dress with neon lime green trim

When she showed up at PortCon 2023 and the Round 1 at the Maine Mall the same day, she was again wearing the black dressed, but this time her hair was died black, but she was wearing a neon dayglow lime green "clown wig".

Her face is covered in deep "smokers wrinkles" and her skin is very, very abnormally dry and flakey.

She had a somewhat large nose, (kind of more like a man's nose then a woman's nose) and very thin lips (almost none existant, again, more like a man's lips, then a womans)... she is a LOT bigger then me... a LOT - I am 5'6" and she's maybe 5'11" to 6'2"... she's like really, really, really big.

When she showed up at PortCon 2023 and the Round 1 at the Maine Mall the same day, she was again wearing the black dressed, but this time her hair was died black, but she was wearing a neon dayglow lime green "clown wig".

at one point at the Round One in the Maine Mall attack, she pulled off the green clown wig while she was yelling and her hair was a black-black super fake dyed black pageboy.

The 2016 attack is the one that did the most damage and. That is why I have the cane, walker, rollator, and wheelchair. And which one I use is determined by how much pain I am in at the time I try to stand and move.

She is the one the FBI is looking for. He said he thinks Bruce’s family knows who she is. He said they become alarmigly, agitated, evasive, and violently hostile whenever questioned about her.

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

• Everything we are allowed to publicly release about The FBI Investigation Can Be Found Here

Seeing how this message arrived very violently, with a deranged lunatic showing up in my yard in Old Orchard Beach and lashing out at my pink motorhome, on multiple times between April 10, 2025 and May 10, 2025... I'm going to leave this message up on the top of the front page of my site.

I do not know who these people were (it was 4 men in construction/road worker yellow and orange vests - it appeared they were workers from the nearby train track construction that is going on in Biddeford - who decided to trespass in my yard on their lunch breaks - I don't know who these men are, nor do I know what caused them to show up, and most of the things they said are a lot of bizarre gibberish about the brown log cabin at 144 Portland Ave, next door to me, largely accusing me of owning it and owing some man they called "our friend Mark" money for a septic tank.

I also don't know anyone named Mark, but they act like they think I am supposed to know who this "Mark" is that they claim sent them over here. Clearly they have got me mixed up with someone else. But that does not make what they are doing any less terrifying.

My being a mute/none verbal low functioning autistic makes me unable to respond and they do not stay around long enough for me to write out an answer. I do not know how to make them understand they are threatening the wrong person.

Coming over here and threatening to "burn down the little brown log cabin while your family is inside" doesn't do a damned bit of good, because it is not MY "little brown log cabin" and the people who live there are NOT my family. You're threatening the wrong damned person you stupid retarded idiot. Plus I don't have a septic tank. I don't even know what you creeps are talking about!

If you know who these men are, or if you know who this "Mark" person is that they claim sent them over to harass me, please call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him everything you know.

please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322

AND APPARENTLY, THIS ALSO NEEDS TO BE SAID:

I write Elves, Fae, Unicorns, & Demons in Limon Furry Yaoi that is not romantic enough to be Romance but also not erotic enough to be Erotica, and falls in the weird line of Slice of Life Literary without sex scenes, whatever genre you can think of that it might be. For some reason there are a lot of people spreading weird Erotica rumours about my books, trying to get them banned on grounds of being Eroica, even though there is nothing remotely erotic about anything I write.

Clearly they never read my books. However, it is causing a lot of Erotica readers to buy my books and get mad because there are no sex scenes. All I have to say to you is this: you shouldn't fall for the scammers who call themselves Christians and devote their lives to acting like Satan instead of acting like Christ.

Sorry honey, but, the people running around calling my books Erotica are the same dim witted idiots who are also running around saying my car has demons living in it, and are the same people slandering me with UFO rumors as well.

Sorry honey, but if you came here looking for Erotica, haunted cars, aliens, or UFOs, you can consider yourself scammed by a weird group of people who've made it their life goal to do everything in their power to try to cover up my son's murder.

ALL the rumors started a few weeks after my son's murder: the Stephen King rumors, the haunted car rumors, the alien abduction rumors, the UFO rumors, and yes, even the Erotica rumors---the fact remains, my son was murdered November 14, 2013 and the murderer is the one who started ALL of those rumors to try to turn the FBI investigation away from herself.

If you find ANYONE making videos, blogs, or podcasts about me, my car, or in any way, shape, or form slandering me by connecting me to Stephen King, Erotica, Aliens, UFOs or witchcraft, know that there is a 99% chance that YouTuber, Blogger, or podcaster either IS my son's murderer or is a family or friend of my son's murderer.

If you find ANYONE making videos, blogs, or podcasts about me, my car, or in any way, shape, or form slandering me by connecting me to Stephen King, Erotica, Aliens, UFOs or witchcraft, copy the link to the video, blog, or podcast and give it to FBI agent Andy Drewer who is the FBI agent in charge of my son's murder investigation.

Be aware that the New York Podcast is spreading information that was found ONLY in the classified documents of the Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police Departments, meaning someone involved in the New York podcast was AT THE MURDER WHEN IT HAPPENED.

NO ONE BESIDES THE MURDERER HERSELF knew what the murder weapon was. And New York Podcasters are broadcasting that information in a DELIBERATE ATTEMPT to sabotage the FBI investigation of my son's murder.

You can contact FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 or you can go into his office directly to talk to him in person at the FBI building on Middle street in Portland, his office is on the 4th floor, last hall on the parking garage side.

Because there is such a HUGE problem of people making fake "eelkat" accounts impersonating me, here are the links to my ACTUAL accounts:

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If you find an account online claiming to be me, that is NOT one of these profiles linked above, there is a 99.99% chance it is a FAKE account impersonating me and only a .001% chance it's actually me and I just forgot to link it here.

Also, I do not have or use email, so don't trust ANY emails you receive claiming to be me. Likewise I DO NOT make videos about my family, Etiole, my car, or Stephen King, so ALL videos you find of such nature are fake as well. Likewise I do not run fundraisers, request donations, or have any involvement in any such things, so beware of ANYTHING using my name to request money from you, because I simply DO NOT do that.

These fake emails, fake accounts, and fake videos all claiming to be me are an increasingly big problem since the pandemic, and are being made by scammers who have zero affiliation with me and are illegally using my name for their scumbag dealings.

Do NOT trust ANYONE in any way contacting you claiming to be me because I DO NOT contact people AT ALL!

I wonder if the verification will help end the fake scammer accounts? I've been having a problem with someone pretending to be me, and publishing nonfiction books (I don't write nonfiction) about really bad topics (like outright terrorism stuff - how to build bombs and things, really bad stuff), and then going on social media, and trying to pass the books off as mine, right down to listing my home address, posting photos of me and my family and my car, etc. FBI is involved, and found out the ISBN of the accounts is only 14 miles away from me so it's someone local doing it, and FaceBook was able to shut down the fake FB accounts via me submitting driver's lisence and birth certificate to FB to verify my account real, but it's not been so easy to get the fake accounts off places like Amazon.

I have been petitioning places like Amazon and Reddit and FaceBook to put ID verification in place, and all 3 are now doing it. Hopefully this verification system will help with that. It's been worse on Reddit too. FBI has found 33 different Reddit accounts pretending to be me, and 27 different FB accounts pretending to be me. Similar numbers on other places. Most are spreading wild rumors about aliens, ufo, Stephen King... FBI has not yet determined why the fakers are doing it, but my son was murdered 11 years ago, and these fake accounts started showng up then, and FBI thinks it's the murderer's family doing it to try to make me look crazy in order that no one will believe me son was murdered... weird and terrifying. So, yeah, if more places like Amazon and Reddit had id verification, that'd cut down on these sorts of scams.

And answering this question, because apparently that's a thing I have to do as well:

>>>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.

Did you ever wonder WHY you heard rumors about my car?

Ask yourself WHY did you hear about it?

Ask yourself WHO told you?

It wasn't me.

I don't talk about it.

I never told anyone about it.

Because I don't believe in it.

I don't believe in ghosts or hauntings or aliens or demons, and I've never seen evidence of one single solitary thing that would make my car haunted.

So if I didn't tell you my car was haunted, who did?

Perhaps the better question is WHEN did the humors about my car start flooding the internet and WHY?

The earliest mentions I can find online of my car, were posted by my uncle Bruce in 1997, where he was posting on a mofun forum, about how my car caused a snowstorm in Colorado, causing his plane to land there instead of California, causing him and the several other Heaven's Gate members on that flight to miss out on their koolair trip to planet Kolob via the comet HaleBop.

And yet, the transmission of mt car died in 1989, 8 years prior to 1997.

1997 was 4 years after that very same uncle barged into my farm, trespassing, setting up giant 4 room house sized military tents on my farm... me and my 3 brothers were gone to a movie theatre, and there was no tents there when we left. 3 hours later, when we got back, those tents, lines of motorhomes, dozens of cars, and over a hundred squatters had taken over my farm.

Days later, Stephen King's film crew arrived. Also illegally. Invited by that very same uncle.

My father was, at the time a used car salesman for Marcotte Motors of Old Orchard Beach, and so we have over 30 cars lined up in our driveway, for sale. They were the overflow cars that Dave Marcott couldn't fit in the car lot. And Stephen King's film crew, illegally and without permission, used those cars in The Thinner movie.

The Townsend cousins from Milliken Mill Pond , also on Portland Ave, owm huge amounts of carnival rides, rides normally seen at LaKermes and Oxford Fair and Yarmouth Clam Festival. But that day, those rides were set up as Shop & Save (today renamed Hannaford) in Saco, off Exit 5, across from the Saco Dairy Queen. The rides were set up to look like Palace Playland.

The film director, forced us Gypsies to drive our cars, which included both my Gremlins, my mother's red Crwn Victoria which she was driving, my father's blue Citation which he was driving, and ALL of the cars and RVs my Uncle Bruce and his squatter crew had brought with them.

I am in the Thinner movie.

My mother is in the Thinner movie.

My father is in the Thinner movie.

All three of my brothers are in the Thinner movie, they were aged 4, 3, and 1 and are the 3 babies in the Thinner movie.

My uncle Bruce, his wife Doris, their 6 at the time teenage children are all in the Thinner movie.

My uncle David, his wife Lucy, their 15 at the time adult children and around 30 of their grandchildren are in the Thinner movie.

The Townsend cousins are in the Thinner movie.
The Murphey cousins, including Timmy, whos white cross now stands on the Ross Rd intersection, was in the Thinner movie.

The McDonald's of Macs Garage, old and new, are in the Thinner movie.

And yet, most every one of them, will bold faced lie to you and deny being in the movie.

Why?

Because one by one, EVERY SINGLE Gypsy connected to the Thinner movie, has been attacked, brutally, viciously, and some cases murdered. See the cross at the Ross Rd intersection.

You know about the bomb that blew up my house, the backhoe that drove over my house which replaced the bombed house... but did you also know that in 2001, a local church cut my MOTHER's house in half, put it on a flatbed and stole it, moving it to Lake Arrowhead in Waterville? Did you also know that my mother's dog was hung by a noose in a tree at her backdog? And was the first of 7 of her dogs to be brutally killed that way? Did you know, in 2015, 10 of my mother's cats were kidnapped and held for ransom? Did you know that in 2017 a Public Works owned road grader, drove over 200 feet up my mother's driveway and flattened her car by driving over it?

Did you know that EVER SINGLE GYPSY - over 120 people - who appeared in The Thinner movie has experienced a construction truck either driving over their house or their car, or both?

Did you know that every single Gypsy who appeared in the Thinner movie, has in the past decade, had no fewer then 10 pets, mostly cats or dogs, but also horses, goats, and bird, killed and huge by nooses in trees in their yards... in total more then 500 cats, dogs, birds, and horses killed by a deranged stalker who targets the Gypsies of The Thinner movie?

Are you starting to see now, WHY, we Gypsies DO NOT like Stephen King fans plastering their rumos about my car all over the internet?

You people, who think yourself ghost hunters and ufologists - you are literally causing members of my family to be killed EVERY TIME you post a new video or article about my Dodge online.

And you don't care, because it's not YOUR children who are being beaten to death with golf clubs... it just us Gypies, who aren't white, and have Jewishh blood, so you don't give a fucking shit when we die because of YOUR videos posted online about my car.

But that brings us back to the question,, of WHO started flooding the internet with ghost and demon slander about my car.

MOST of the posts, MOST of the articles, MOST of the videos, are posted by a username "kendrasilvermander" all lowercase and one word with no spaces.

That's a username we Gypsies are very familiar with.

We don't know who this Kendra person is or why she stalks us, but according to the FBI, she's a Gypsy from a rival clan, a Romani Gypsy, who is outraged that we Persian-Scottish Gypsies, and not her Romani (who are NOT Gypsies... we Gypsies are NOT Romani, and the Romani are NOT Gypsies) were not in the Thinner movie.

Did you know that every single Gypsy who appeared in the Thinner movie, has requested their names removed from the credits of The Thinner movie, after receiving death threats? Bomb threats. Kidnapped pes? ALL of those threats signed with name "Kendra" on them?

We Gypsies like our privacy.

We Gypsies avoid being in a spotlight.

We Gypsies HATE when white people make videos and articles about us.

We Gypsies put curses on EVERY ONE who make podcasts and videos about our families and our cars.

We Gypsies are tired of being harassed by you holier than thou privileged white trash Americans.

But that brings us back to:

Did you ever wonder WHY you heard rumors about my car?

Ask yourself WHY did you hear about it?

Ask yourself WHO told you?

It wasn't me.

I don't talk about it.

I never told anyone about it.

Because I don't beleve in it.

I don't believe in ghosts or hauntings or aliens or demons, and I've never seen evidence of one single solitary thing that would make my car haunted.

So if I didn't tell you my car was haunted, who did?

Perhaps the better question is WHEN did the rumors about my car start flooding the internet and WHY?

• WHEN did the rumors about my car start flooding the internet and WHY?
• WHEN did the rumors about UFOs and aliens start flooding the internet and WHY?
• WHEN did the rumors about demons and witchcraft start flooding the internet and WHY?
• WHEN did the rumors about Stephen King start flooding the internet and WHY?
• WHEN did the rumors calling me transgender start flooding the internet and WHY?

ALL of those rumours were started by my son's murderer, and all of those rumours are being mass spread across FaceBook, twitter, and Reddit by people who support that child murdering bitch.. people too stupid to use brain cells, people who would rather believe in aliens, demons, and haunted cars, then turn a child murderer over to the police, people who are so full of blind hatred for transgender persons that they would attack a biologocally-cis-female just because a murderer wants you to attack the mother of the child that was murdered.

That stuff ALL showed up a few weeks after my son was murdered, , use your fucking brain and stop brown nose that fucking child murdering bitch.

Start using your fucking brains:

I'm not transgender, aliens are not real, cars can't be haunted.

My son was murdered, and his murderer started those rumors because wants you to get so caught up in Stephen King, ghosts, demons, aliens, ufos, and haunted cars, that you'll forget my son ever existed.

If you have ever encountered my Volvo and wondered what the signs on the windows say. here is the text:

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

Update: November 17, 2023

(Answering a question asked on FaceBook)

Ask yourself this:

WHO is telling you about cats? Whoever it is, THEY have something to hide, otherwise they would NOT be lying to you about me. Look at THEM with eyes of deep suspicion, trust NOTHING that person tells you, and call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

WHO is this person, and WHAT was their MOTIVE for telling you these things? 

Was their motive to hurt my reputation? 

Was their motive to cause harm to my family? 

Was their motive to get you to FORGET my son was murdered? Was their motive to make you think I’m crazy, to discredit my request for witnesses to my son’s murder to call the FBI?

I want you to REALLY step back and take a good long look at the person you said contacted you, and you ask yourself WHY did they contact you? WHAT was their intent? What was their MOTIVE?

WHY did they feel the NEED to lie to you about me?

If someone who felt the need to tell you about me vs cats has contacted you, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

YES, even if it was my mother, YES, even if it was my father, YES, even if it was Ben, and, YES, ESPECIALLY if it was Barbara or ANYONE, in any shape, or form related to Barbara or ANY of the rest of the Atwaters. They are the top suspects the FBI is looking at right now; the FBI believes a FAMILY MEMBER/RELATIVE murdered my son. As of November 17, 2023 - the FBI is putting all focus on looking for ANY information about Barbara's   family and their connection to my son’s murder - new information just came forward and her family just took number 1 spot as the primary suspects.

REMEMBER: My son was murdered, and the killer is DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder, by making up wild outlandish rumors about me, and the person who is creating those rumors IS my son's murderer.

The FBI wants to know WHO is the SOURCE of these rumors about me.

The FBI wants to know WHO is spreading the cat lies, because THAT person murdered my son. No one else has a motive to make up the cat rumors.

• The cats were my mother's; she stole them from my step father Wayne Whitten, and anyone telling you anything otherwise is willfully and knowingly lying to you about me, and you NEED to tell the FBI WHO that person is.

NEVER FORGET: Someone murdered my son on November 14, 2013 and someone is running around Biddeford & Old Orchard Beach, Maine DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder by spreading the wildest, craziest, insanest slander they can make up about me, and the FBI wants YOUR help to find out WHO that person is, because the ONLY person with any motive to make up these lies about me: is my son's killer. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html 

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, murdered, a golf club smashed out his brain in the Southern Maine Community College parking lot, and these venomous meddlers are actively thwarting the investigation. Why? What conceivable reason, other than their own guilt, could lead someone to obstruct justice? Anyone obstructing a murder investigation deserves suspicion. Anyone standing in the way of justice for a baby's death cannot be trusted, because NO INNOCENT soul would EVER try to HINDER an inquiry into such a tragedy! It's time to question their motives! It's time to scrutinize their loyalties. NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these malevolent slanderers are doing everything in their power to bury the truth. They are exerting every ounce of influence to erase the memory of my son's death. Why? No innocent person would go to such lengths. NEVER FORGET! Their efforts to impede the investigation are a glaring sign of their complicity. It's time to illuminate those actively hindering justice for my son's murderer. My son's killer roams freely, and these obstructors play a role in this grave injustice.

Ask yourself this:

WHO is telling you about haunted cars? Whoever it is, THEY have something to hide, otherwise they would NOT be lying to you about me. Look at THEM with eyes of deep suspicion, trust NOTHING that person tells you, and call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

WHO is this person, and WHAT was their MOTIVE for telling you these things? 

Was their motive to hurt my reputation? 

Was their motive to cause harm to my family? 

Was their motive to get you to FORGET my son was murdered? Was their motive to make you think I’m crazy, to discredit my request for witnesses to my son’s murder to call the FBI?

I want you to REALLY step back and take a good long look at the person you said contacted you, and you ask yourself WHY did they contact you? WHAT was their intent? What was their MOTIVE?

WHY did they feel the NEED to lie to you about me?

If YOU have been contacted by someone who felt the need to tell you about me vs haunted cars, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

YES, even if it was my mother, YES, even if it was my father, YES, even if it was Ben, and YES, ESPECIALLY if it was Barbara or ANYONE in any way, shape, or form related to Barbara or ANY of the rest of the Atwaters. They are the top suspects the FBI is looking at right now, the FBI believes my son was murdered by a FAMILY MEMBER/RELATIVE. As of November 17, 2023 - the FBI is putting all focus on looking for ANY information about Barbara's   family and their connection to my son’s murder - new information just came forward and her family just took number 1 spot as the primary suspects.

REMEMBER: My son was murdered, and the killer is DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder, by making up wild outlandish rumors about me, and the person who is creating those rumors IS my son's murderer. 

The FBI wants to know WHO is the SOURCE of these rumors about me.

The FBI wants to know WHO is spreading the haunted car lies, because THAT person murdered my son. No one else has a motive to make up the haunted car rumors.

• My car is NOT haunted, and I never said it was. I'm a 5th generation LDS/Mormon, our religion does not believe in ghosts, evil spirits, or hauntings. I don't believe in the concept of ghosts/evil spirits/hauntings, and anyone telling you anything otherwise is willfully and knowingly lying to you about me, and you NEED to tell the FBI WHO that person is.

NEVER FORGET: My son was murdered November 14, 2013 and someone is running around Biddeford & Old Orchard Beach, Maine DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder by spreading the wildest, craziest, insanest slander they can make up about me, and the FBI wants YOUR help to find out WHO that person is, because the ONLY person with any motive to make up these lies about me: is my son's killer. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html 

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, murdered, a golf club smashed out his brain in the Southern Maine Community College parking lot, and these malevolent interlopers are actively undermining the investigation.

Why?

What plausible reason, other than their own guilt, could motivate someone to obstruct justice? Anyone hindering a murder investigation merits suspicion.

Anyone standing in the way of justice for a baby's death cannot be trusted, because NO INNOCENT being would EVER seek to OBSTRUCT an inquiry into such a tragedy! It's time to probe their motives! It's time to scrutinize their loyalties.

NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these evil busy bodies are working relentlessly to bury the truth. They are using every means to wipe away the memory of my son's death. Why? No guiltless person would go to such lengths. NEVER FORGET! Their attempts to impede the investigation signify their guilt. It's time to cast a blazing light on those actively hindering justice for my son's murderer. My son's killer remains at large, and these obstructors are aiding this grave injustice.

Ask yourself this:

WHO is telling you about witches/witchcraft/curses? Whoever it is, THEY have something to hide, otherwise they would NOT be lying to you about me. Look at THEM with eyes of deep suspicion, trust NOTHING that person tells you, and call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

WHO is this person, and WHAT was their MOTIVE for telling you these things? 

Was their motive to hurt my reputation? 

Was their motive to cause harm to my family? 

Was their motive to get you to FORGET my son was murdered? Was their motive to make you think I’m crazy, to discredit my request for witnesses to my son’s murder to call the FBI?

I want you to REALLY step back and take a good long look at the person you said contacted you, and you ask yourself WHY did they contact you? WHAT was their intent? What was their MOTIVE?

WHY did they feel the NEED to lie to you about me?

If YOU have been contacted by someone who felt the need to tell you about me vs witches/witchcraft/curses, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

YES, even if it was my mother, YES, even if it was my father, YES, even if it was Ben, and YES, ESPECIALLY if it was Barbara or ANYONE in any way, shape, or form related to Barbara or ANY of the rest of the Atwaters. They are the top suspects the FBI is looking at right now; the FBI believes my son was murdered by a FAMILY MEMBER/RELATIVE.

As of November 17, 2023 - the FBI is putting all focus on looking for ANY information about Barbara's   family and their connection to my son’s murder - new information just came forward and her family just took number 1 spot as the primary suspects.

REMEMBER: My son was murdered, and the killer is DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder, by making up wild outlandish rumors about me, and the person who is creating those rumors IS my son's murderer.

The FBI wants to know WHO is the SOURCE of these rumors about me.

The FBI wants to know WHO is spreading the witches/witchcraft/curse lies, because THAT person murdered my son. No one else has a motive to make up the witches/witchcraft/curse rumors.

• I am not a witch. I know nothing about witchcraft. I do not cast curses. I don't know the first thing about even how to cast curses. I am a 5th generation LDS/Mormon. And anyone telling you anything otherwise is willfully and knowingly lying to you about me, and you NEED to tell the FBI WHO that person is. THIS is my church. THIS is my religion.

NEVER FORGET: My son was murdered November 14, 2013 and someone is running around Biddeford & Old Orchard Beach, Maine DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder by spreading the wildest, craziest, insanest slander they can make up about me, and the FBI wants YOUR help to find out WHO that person is, because the ONLY person with any motive to make up these lies about me: is my son's killer. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html 

NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these malicious busybodies are actively sabotaging the investigation.

Why?

What conceivable motive, apart from their own guilt, could drive someone to obstruct justice? Anyone hindering a murder investigation merits suspicion. Anyone standing in the way of justice for a baby's death cannot be trusted, because NO INNOCENT individual would EVER attempt to HINDER an inquiry into such a tragedy! It's time to question their motives! It's time to scrutinize their allegiance.

NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these wicked individuals are using every resource to bury the truth.

They are pulling out all the stops to erase the memory of my son's death.

Why?

No innocent person would resort to such measures.

No innocent person is calling my car haunted.

No innocent person is calling me a witch.

No innocent person is calling me friend an alien.

No innocent person accuses me of witchcraft.

No innocent person says evil spirits possess my car.

No innocent person speaks of demons.

You can see video footage of his living conditions:

HERE

and HERE

and HERE.

THAT is the homeless veteran, these people 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.

This is not the fucking 1400s.

The Salam Witch trails ended five hundred fucking years ago. But you wouldn't know it around here, because so many jackasses are running around, right now in 2023 gibbering their fool heads off about demons and witches and ghosts and aliens and haunted cars, and it's absolutely ridiculous.

Their accusations stand as a testament to what is wrong with Maine: a fucking lack of education.

My killer wouldn't be able to spread these rumors in any other state by Maine, because no state outside of Maine is so damned fucking retard that they'd believe a car could be haunted.

My son's killer is the one starting these stupid ass rumors, and the brain dead, drug aled, mentally incompetent, drunks of Maine, stumble along like mindless undead doing exactly what the killer wants them to do: spread insane rumors about me so that when any one find out my son is dead, they just laugh and say "Oh, that's that crazy woman who was abducted by aliens, casts curses , and thinks her car is haunted."

But I am NOT to one claiming to be abducted by aliens!

I'm NOT the one who says my car is haunted!

I'm NOT claiming to be a witch!

YOU FUCKING IDIOTS!

NEVER FORGET! Their endeavors to halt the investigation are a glaring sign of their complicity. It's time to illuminate those actively impeding justice for my son's murderer. My son's killer remains at large, and these obstructors contribute to this grievous injustice.

Ask yourself this:

WHO is telling you about aliens/UFOs?

Whoever it is, THEY have something to hide, otherwise they would NOT be lying to you about me. Look that THEM with eyes of deep suspicion, trust NOTHING that person tells you, and call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

WHO is this person, and WHAT was their MOTIVE for telling you these things? 

Was their motive to hurt my reputation? 

Was their motive to cause harm to my family? 

Was their motive to get you to FORGET my son was murdered? Was their motive to make you think I’m crazy, to discredit my request for witnesses to my son’s murder to call the FBI?

I want you to REALLY step back and take a good long look at the person you said contacted you, and you ask yourself WHY did they contact you? WHAT was their intent? What was their MOTIVE?

WHY did they feel the NEED to lie to you about me?

If YOU have been contacted by someone who felt the need to tell you about me vs aliens/UFOs, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

YES, even if it was my mother, YES, even if it was my father, YES, even if it was Ben, and YES, ESPECIALLY if it was Barbara or ANYONE in any way, shape, or form related to Barbara or ANY of the rest of the Atwaters. They are the top suspects the FBI is looking at right now; the FBI believes my son was murdered by a FAMILY MEMBER/RELATIVE. As of November 17, 2023 - the FBI is putting all focus on looking for ANY information about Barbara's   family and their connection to my son’s murder - new information just came forward and her family just took number 1 spot as the primary suspects.

REMEMBER: My son was murdered, and the killer is DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder, by making up wild outlandish rumors about me, and the person who is creating those rumors IS my son's murderer.

The FBI wants to know WHO is the SOURCE of these rumors about me.

The FBI wants to know WHO is spreading the aliens/UFO lies, because THAT person murdered my son. No one else has a motive to make up the aliens/UFO rumors.

• I am not an alien abductee and I have never claimed to be. I know nothing about aliens, abductions, or UFOs. My uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater was a member of Heaven's Gate and friends with George Applewhite, if you want to know about aliens, go ask him, he's the one obsessed with aliens, not me. I know nothing about aliens and I think people who obsess over aliens are raving lunatics who belong in a straight jacket. My friend, whom you people call "Etiole" is a Jewish Holocaust survivor. He's a World War 2 Veteran, a fighter piolet, who survived a concentration camp, where he was tortured, and what you people call him looking like an "alien grey" is horrific acid burns and humiliating tattoos. He is not an alien and I'm sick of you people calling him one. He's an elderly prisoner of war who has been through hell, and doesn't need your fucking alien rumors making it worse. And anyone telling you anything otherwise is willfully and knowingly lying to you about me AND "Etiole", and you NEED to tell the FBI WHO that person is.

NEVER FORGET: My son was murdered November 14, 2013 and someone is running around Biddeford & Old Orchard Beach, Maine DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder by spreading the wildest, craziest, insanest slander they can make up about me, and the FBI wants YOUR help to find out WHO that person is, because the ONLY person with any motive to make up these lies about me: is my son's killer. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html 

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, murdered, a golf club smashed out his brain in the Southern Maine Community College parking lot, and these venomous meddlers are actively thwarting the investigation.

Why?

What conceivable reason, other than their own guilt, could lead someone to obstruct justice?

Anyone obstructing a murder investigation deserves suspicion.

Anyone standing in the way of justice for a baby's death cannot be trusted, because NO INNOCENT soul would EVER try to HINDER an inquiry into such a tragedy! It's time to question their motives! It's time to scrutinize their loyalties.

NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these malevolent jackasses are doing everything in their power to bury the truth. They are exerting every ounce of influence to erase the memory of my son's death.

Why?

No innocent person would go to such lengths.

NEVER FORGET! Their efforts to impede the investigation are a glaring sign of their complicity. It's time to illuminate those actively hindering justice for my son's murderer.

My son's killer roams freely, and these obstructors play a role in this grave injustice.

Ask yourself this:

WHO is telling you about demons? Whoever it is, THEY have something to hide, otherwise they would NOT be lying to you about me. Look at THEM with eyes of deep suspicion, trust NOTHING that person tells you, and call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

WHO is this person, and WHAT was their MOTIVE for telling you these things? 

Was their motive to hurt my reputation? 

Was their motive to cause harm to my family? 

Was their motive to get you to FORGET my son was murdered? Was their motive to make you think I’m crazy, to discredit my request for witnesses to my son’s murder to call the FBI?

I want you to REALLY step back and take a good long look at the person you said contacted you, and you ask yourself WHY did they contact you? WHAT was their intent? What was their MOTIVE?

WHY did they feel the NEED to lie to you about me?

If YOU have been contacted by someone who felt the need to tell you about me vs demons, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer @ 207-774-9322 and tell him WHO that person is and EVERYTHING this person has EVER told you.

YES, even if it was my mother, YES, even if it was my father, YES, even if it was Ben, and YES, ESPECIALLY if it was Barbara or ANYONE in any way, shape, or form related to Barbara or ANY of the rest of the Atwaters. They are the top suspects the FBI is looking at right now; the FBI believes my son was murdered by a FAMILY MEMBER/RELATIVE. As of November 17, 2023 - the FBI is putting all focus on looking for ANY information about Barbara's   family and their connection to my son’s murder - new information just came forward and her family just took number 1 spot as the primary suspects.

REMEMBER: My son was murdered, and the killer is DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder, by making up wild outlandish rumors about me, and the person who is creating those rumors IS my son's murderer.

The FBI wants to know WHO is the SOURCE of these rumors about me.

The FBI wants to know WHO is spreading the demon lies, because THAT person murdered my son. No one else has a motive to make up the demon rumors.

• I am a 5th generation LDS/Mormon. Our religion does not believe in demons, Satan, or Hell. Heck, we don't believe in Heaven or angels either. Research what we LDS/Mormons ACTUALLY believe, because clearly you haven't got a clue. Look up the concept of the Celestial Kingdom, Telestial Kingdom, and Terrestrial Kingdom, and Outer Darkness. THAT is what we Mormons believe, and there is no such thing as demons, angels, Hell, Heaven, Satan, or what most people classify as "god". I have been a member of this church since 1975. I am a 5th generation Mormon and I don't believe in demons. And anyone telling you anything otherwise is willfully and knowingly lying to you about me, and you NEED to tell the FBI WHO that person is.

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:

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 EellKat 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.

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.

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.

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.

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 unfotunate that my mother is enough of a sneaky snake sumbag 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.

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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.

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.

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.

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NEVER FORGET: My son was murdered November 14, 2013 and someone is running around Biddeford & Old Orchard Beach, Maine DESPERATELY trying to make you forget about my son's murder by spreading the wildest, craziest, insanest slander they can make up about me, and the FBI wants YOUR help to find out WHO that person is, because the ONLY person with any motive to make up these lies about me: is my son's killer. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html 

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, murdered, a golf club smashed out his brain in the Southern Maine Community College parking lot, and these malevolent interlopers are actively undermining the investigation.

Why?

What plausible reason, other than their own guilt, could motivate someone to obstruct justice?

Anyone hindering a murder investigation merits suspicion.

Anyone standing in the way of justice for a baby's death cannot be trusted, because NO INNOCENT being would EVER seek to OBSTRUCT an inquiry into such a tragedy! It's time to probe their motives! It's time to scrutinize their loyalties.

NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these evil people are working relentlessly to bury the truth. They are using every means to wipe away the memory of my son's death. Why? No guiltless person would go to such lengths.

NEVER FORGET! Their attempts to impede the investigation signify their guilt. It's time to cast a blazing light on those actively hindering justice for my son's murderer. My son's killer remains at large, and these obstructors are aiding this grave injustice.

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(answering FaceBook question that asked if porch bitch is crackhead Cammilla)

Crackhead Camilla? No. She is not porch bitch. She frequently showed up WITH porch bitch throughout 2022. Crackhead Cammilla was Barbara's Bridesmaid at her wedding to Greg. I do not know her name. Barbara treats her like a friend when she's around, but when she's not around Barabara calls her "that dumb bitch crackhead Camallia". Crackhead Camilla was arrested November 24,, 1994 at my grandmother's house on Foss Street and Bacon Street corner of Biddeford, along with more then 30 other Atwaters and their friends, for the Bacon Street murder. which happened in my grandmother Eva Viola Atwater's driveway November 24, 1994 the same night she died.Crackhead Cammilla got 30 years in prison, sentenced for being a cocaine dealer, several of the other Atwaters got sentences varying from 6 months to 25 years depending on what they did that night.

The Atwaters ARE The Bacon Street Gang of Biddeford, and Crackhead Camilla was the last one to be released from prison. She was released October 2021, and she showed up at my apartment with porch bitch November 2021. So, yes, porch bitch clearly is connected to the Atwaters.

I told you before, MOST people in the Greater Boston area call my uncles and their gang "The Scottish Mafia", in Biddeford the Atwaters are known as "The Bacon Street Gang", Colorado State Police call them "The Scottish Traveller Crime Family" but the title they actually call themselves is "The Royal Highland Clan of Scotland"... the entire city of Boston isn't scared shitless of the Atwaters and calling them "The Scottish Mafia" to be all cutsy wootsie, and I don't have an uncle and 14 cousins on the FBI top 100 most wanted criminals in America because the Atwaters are NOT danger. Hell, look what they did to Tod Murphy, the anniversary of them throwing his brain at the front door of 409 Main Street Biddeford is less then a week away.

The Atwaters are fucking insane. And you're an idiot if you think you can trust them.

Tod Murphy trusted them didn't he? Look what they did to him. DAYS after crackhead cammilla was released from prison. She was the last gang member in prison. The gang's all back together and reunited again, and murders started happening 4 days later. Scottish Mafia, Bacon Street Gang, I don't give a shit what it is you want to call them, I just want them the fuck out of my life, I want them to leave me alone.

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No. The Atwaters ARE The Bacon Street Gang, the gang that 90% of Biddeford residents live in mortal terror of. The Bacon Street gang was a holy terror in the 1990s, until they murdered that guy on November 24, 1994 in the driveway of the big yellow house on the corner of Foss Street and Bacon street. My grandmother Eva Viola Atwater lived in the big yellow house at the time, and the fight started IN her apartment. It was my uncle Bruce and Dino who started the fight.

My grandmother had given my cousin Scott an antique hand carved model ship that had been made by some famous sculptor in the 1970s.

Scott put the boat on the shelf intending to take it with him when he left, but Dino stole it, because Bruce told him to, because Bruce claimed the boat was worth close to a million dollars (it wasn’t, my grandmother had had it appraised and it was worth around $2k). Also stolen by Dino, for Bruce that same night was an antique watch, with hand blown glass beads made in Italy. Each bead was pink with a blue bird in the middle. That was given to my grandmother by her foster mother in the 1920s, it was also appraised at around $2k, but Bruce was also claiming it was worth over a million dollars.

That watch was given to me for my 16th birthday in 1992, and I never took it off. I had fallen asleep on my grandmother’s big pink polka dot sofa, and Dino took it off my arm, I know it was Dino because I woke up while he was doing it. He jumped out the window behind the sofa with both my watch and Scott’s boat, Bruce too big to fit out the window, ran down the kitchen hall and out the back door. Cousin’s Mike and Dale and Peter (Scotts brothers) ran after them. In the street outside was uncle David and the “David and Lucy and Hall” gang, a group of well over 400 people, who we rarely see here in Maine as they are usually in Wyoming and Colorado. They immediately pulled out their guns and started shooting at Ddino, thinking that Bruce was chasing Dino, not realizing that Bruce and Dino were running together, trying to get away from Mike, Dale, and Peter. Bruce’s son Danny saw what happened and he ran after Mike and Dale, Danny is the one who pulled out a machete and started the word fight. The man who was murdered was murdered with Danny’s machete, which is why Danny got arrested that night, but the police later found out it was someone else who did the murder, after taking the machete away from Danny.

Within 15 minutes there were well over a hundred people in the intersection blocking traffic, most carrying BOTH guns and swords and a LOT of people got stabbed and shot. The police station SAW what was happen, yes, SAW, because the police station is only TWO BUILDINGS AWAY, and police started pouring out of the station and trying to pin down the mob. David’s group ran down Foss Street to Water Street and Mechanic's Park.

By midnight of November 24, 1994 my grandmother was dead, and so were multiple random people who happened to be walking by when the Atwaters ran out after Dino trying to get the boat away from him. More then 30 people, mostly Atwaters, were arrested that night, with well over 70 people escaping and not being caught by the police. The gang was dubbed “The Bacon Street Gang” by Biddeford Police officers, and has been known as The Bacon Street Gang ever since.

THAT is the Bacon Street Gang murders and how the name “Bacon Street Gang” got started. The Atwaters ARE the Bacon Street gang. My uncle Bruce was the LEADER of The Bacon Street Gang from the 1960s until his death in 2019. I don’t know who took over The Bacon Street Gang after he died, but the gang is still a MAJOR problem in the Sullivan Street district of Biddeford now in 2023. They have a new leader.

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Yes. All those people who died in the Bacon Street murdered, they were killed over a model ship, that was around 3 feet long. It was a sculpture made out of a log, carved with a chainsaw, it was a canoe with 2 native American indians in it.

My mother and her sister Barbara both wanted it, and during the court case murder trails, my uncle Bruce claimed that he had Dino steal it for him, because according to Bruce Barbara claimed she could sell it to grammy's half brother in Rhode Island for over a million dollars, and Bruce claimed in court that he, Baraba and Dino were going to split the money. Grammy had given the boat to my cousin Scott years prior to that, and EVERYONE knew the boat was Scotty's. The boat was BIG, it was a chainsaw sculpture made out of a pine tree stump, and it was about 4 feet long and 3 feet tall and weighed around 65lbs.

Scott was a kid about 10 years old when Grammy gave it to him, but he had to keep it at Grammy's house because it was too big for his bedroom. He was going to take it after he turned 18, but he was around 14 or so when Grammy died and y mother and Barbara both tried to take the boat, the morning before Grammy died, and my uncle Dickie was there and took the boat away from them. Scott wasn't there, I think he was in Vermont visiting his dad Grey at the time.

Dickie took the boat and put it on the big shelf behind the sofa and he said he was going to guard it until someone could get in touch with Scott's dad Grey and have him come down from Vermont to take the boat. My mom and Barbara were furious with Dickie, Barbara said because she was Scott's biological mother that the boat was rightfully hers because Scott was a minor.

The fight between my mom and Barbara and Dickie went on for hours and Scots brother Mike got mad and told the 3 of them to get the fuck out of the house. Mike is the same age as me, I'm a month older then him, we were both 16 at the time. Mike said Grammy loved her family and the last thing she needed to see on her deathbed was them all fighting over some fucking boat.

Mike and his friend Dale chased my mom, his mom, Dickie, Bruce, and David all out of the house told them to not come back in until they could stop fighting. Bruce went out and sat in his car with Mike-Matui (different Mike) and that's when Dino showed up.

David went off the get his Lucy and Hall crew who he said was camping out (squatting) at some church nearby. Dino broke into the house a few hours later, he later claimed that Bruce had told him the boat was Bruce's and that my mom had stolen it. Uncle Johnny showed up a few hours after the murder (he's the polygamist for Oregon with five wives - I had never seen him before so I didn't know who he was, also, he's black, and it was the first time I found out Grammy Eva was half black, something the Atwaters seem to try to hide, but Eva Viola Atwater's mother was a full blooded Kickapoo Native American and her father was a black man from Hati, this all came out as a result of the Bacon Street Gang murders a few weeks after she died), I have never seen him before or since, but he showed up and beat the living shit out of Bruce while my mom and Baraba stood there like school girl brats screaming "kill him! kill him! kill him!".

My mom and Bruce never spoke to each other after that night and that's why. The Atwaters divided off into several smaller gangs after that, my mom and Uncle Johnny with one group, Bruce and Baraba with a different group, David and his crew with another group. Dickie wanted no part of it, so he moved to Ukraine with his Russian wife, but then they got divorced not long after. She was also 16, same age as me and Mike, so the 3 of us got along, but the rest of the Atwaters hated Dickie's wife.

The whole thing was a mess, and several people, just random passers by who were walking on the sidewalk, got killed that night. The Atwaters are utterly insane, and the fact that it all happened on the corner of Foss and Bacon street behind the Biddeford Police Station is WHY people started calling them the Bacon street gang, but yeah, all those people who died in the Bacon Street Gang murders, they were killed over a boat, a toy boat, a child toy boat, that bunch of crazy adults were fighting over because they thought it might, maybe be worth a lot of money, and i wasn;t worth anything, but a bunch of random strangers died over it anyways.

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Yes. Ben was there that night. Of course he was. I was there, wasn't I? In 1994 I was still being locked in a cage in that room. Ben had the keys to the padlocks. Ben was the ONLY person who could let me out. Dickie had come here to Maine from Illinois and gave Ben hell for not letting me out of the cage to go visit my grandmother before she died. Ben is scared shitless of anyone bigger then he is, and ALL of the Atwater uncles are 6'2" or TALLER - Bruce and Dickie were BOTH 6'4", and one of my uncles is 7'3". Atwater men are big. That's the only reason I was there the night grammy died and the night the Bacon Street Gang Murders happened.

And yes, me and my cousins Mike and Danny and Dale and Katya and Timmy (Murphy) are ALL the exact same age, there is only 30 days apart from any one of us. We were all either 16 or 17 November 24, 1994 when all this happened. I started my website eelkat,com (called SpaceDock13 until I changed the name in 2013) 2 years after grammy died in 1996, BECAUSE I turned 18 in 1996 and was able to get a library card without an adult signature.

Etiole was helping me sneak out of the cage and we would walk to the Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Libraries. My parents were too busy fighting most days to notice I was gone and Ben was working overseas in Israel a lot during that time period (hes in the air force). That's WHY the Atwaters hate Etiole and started the whole "amphibious aliens" rumors about him, BECAUSE he's the one who was helping me get to the library to use the public access computers.

I was going to multiple libraries: Old Orchard Beach, Saco, Scarborough, Biddeford, 5 libraries in Portland, South Portland, just every library I could find; Etiole being a homeless veteran for so many decades he knew all these backroads to get to tons of places without being seen, all these deer trails off road through the forests and marshes, so we did not have to walk on the roads where we might get caught.

I was walking 13+ miles a day. We took my cocker spaniel Buddy with us. I did not have a computer until 2005 and I did not have internet until 2010... ALL of it was done on public library computers from 1996 to 2010.

Etiole (that's not his name, its just what the Atwaters call him) was pivotal in my escape from that room, and that's why the Atwaters make up all these weird rumors and lies about him calling him an alien or saying he's an evil spirit haunting my car.

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The pictures? Yes, I remember that. I don't know what year it was, but the Dodge was still running so it was BEFORE 1989. The transmission of the 1964 Dodge died January 1989. My father backed it up into my rose garden and it never moved again until May 2010 when it was stolen. I happened AFTER 1981 because 1981 was when the Atwaters and the Cyr clan had the big 4-5-8 shoot out with the Old Orchard Beach Police and my dad got the Boston Globe job that same year, but he was illiterate, he can neither read nor write, so he bought me a Brother typewriter and had me write all his assignments. And THAT is what I was doing. I was sitting in the back seat of the Dodge, typing a Boston Globe article for my father to turn in to his boss. My mother took me out of public school to write my father's Boston Globe articles when I was 8, that was 1983. So, the pictures even happened AFTER 1983 but BEFORE 1989. I was OLDER then 8 years old but younger then 14 years old.

I don't know what happened. It was a fight between my mother, her brother Bruce, and their mother Eva. David was their with the Ford Bronco that had no floor boards and he called it his "Flintstone's car" because his family had to hold their feet up on the seats while driving other wise their feet would get hurt on the tar roads while driving. That truck was parked in front of us.

Dickie was their with the red Jeep Cherokee with the Mayland plates, that car was parked behind us. We were supposed to be going on a trip to Canton to dump bones in the Lake, like we did every summer.

We were at my grandmother big Victorian Manion that sat on Graham Street by Elm Street. the one that was originally part of the big white Congregational Church, the church is still there, but the mansion is gone now and a condominium sits there. Where the Catholic School is.

Dr Roberts, Barbra's father, owned the mansion and grammy rented the first floor side across from his doctor's office in the same building.

We was parked out front. My dad was in the driver's seat, I was in back typing, my mom got out and went into grammies house. Thee was a lot of yelling and screaming and then a while later, maybe an hour, I don't know, my mother came out with this big black trash bag, like one of those Glad or Hefty types, opens the back door of the Dodge, and tosses the bag in on top of me, yells something about "guard it with your life" then runs screaming back into the house.

I looked in the bag to see what it was, and it was tons of photos, many with black corner tabs on them... a few THOUSAND photos... looked like someone had ripped them out of a photo album. I didn't recognize the people in the photos, except once in a while Lucy was in a few of them, wearing a very 1960s pink suit, which someone said was her wedding dress, can't remember who said it. Some of the photos were ripped up, like a person had been ripped out of the photo, and a lot had faces cut out of people.

It was really weird, this giant black trash bag full of photos, probably around four or five THOUSAND photos, and old phots too, like from the 1950s to 1960s vintage photos, but a lot of them were damaged, like a crazy person had been trying to destroy them.

A few minutes later Grammy comes running out and starts yelling in the car window at my dad, yelling about how he needed to go get my mother because she was on a rampage destroying everything in the house.

Minutes later David and Lucy both come out and they are yelling about my mother too, with Lucy saying something about wanting to have my mother committed because she was cutting up Lucy's wedding photos and had set fire to some photo albums. They piled into Davids car and kept fighting.

A few minutes later Bruce comes out, raves and rants about demons, like he always does, then rips open the back door of the Dodge, sticks his head in and starts yelling at me to give him the bag of photos. He than grabbed the bag and clamored back out of the Dodge. I have Autism - real and actual Autism, NOT aspergers, so I am mute and never responded to anything any of them said - mute, I can not talk.

Bruce starts dumping the bag of photos on the sidewalk looking for something, I don't know what. My mother runs out of the house and lunges at him, lands on top of him, and starts slamming his face on the cement while screaming like a loonie. She starts yelling "Those are Wendy's photos I gave them to her!"

Bruce starts yelling: "What's some kid want with photos of aunts and uncles, I know I never wanted photos of my aunts and uncles!"

Bruce and my mother get into a fist fight there on the sidewalk, punching each other in the face and puling out each other's hair (they both had waist length hair)

Bruce starts screaming that they are his photos, my mother starts screaming that they are her photos, grammy's black cat Mittens got out and she's running up and down the road screaming "my cat! my cat!". David and Dickie start scooping up the photos and putting them back in the bag, which by that point the wind is blowing photos all over Biddeford, so the are running around trying to catch them.

Grammy finally caught her cat, my dad finally got my mother in the Dodge, Bruce ran up the street carrying the black trash bag full of photos, and my mother turns around and starts throttling me over the back seat while screaming: "I told you to guard them with your life you filthy little competition bitch! You stole my photos and gave them to Bruce you piece of filth!"

Ever since that say, my mother has had this whole boo-hoo pity party spiel of "Wendy stoooole myyyy phoooootoooos ohhhhh booooo-hooooo!" In 2006 when I was living under the tarp, ( here : https://www.eelkat.com/images/tent2.jpg ) It was officer Timmy DeLuca who was later there April 10, 2015

she brought over the Old Orchard Beach police to search my tent looking for photos, which of course I did not have because I have never owed ANY photos other then one roll of photos I took of my Dodge in 1989. These photos:

Only photos I've ever owned in my entire life and I still have them.

I mean you got to remember: I lived here for 27 years from the time I was 8 years old until I was 31 years old... you can that I owned LITERALLY NOTHING at ALL:

Not many places to hide photos in that room, was there?

And then I lived here from the age of 31 to 29:

That is my dog Buddy

Again, you can see, I literally OWNED NOTHING!

The cinder blocks the tent was built out of are the same ones that were in the room by the way, and I still have them and the tarp, now in 2023.

Anyone who ever heard porch bitch rave about cinder blocks smashing out my foster kids brains on April 10, 2015, there it is, THAT is the cinder block porch bitch is talking about. Next time she yaps at you about it, you can now tell her you've seen it and don't need her descriptions of it any more.

No place to hide photos under a 8x6' tarp that was only 3x6x3taal inside and only had room for my one sleeping bag in it. I lived in that room thing for 27 years, followed by I lived under that tarp for 9 years following that.

Here this is the inside of the tent: it was a bale of hay while rags from the Salvation Army that I slept on for 9 years. And a wooden pallet to support the tarp under the 3 to 5 feet of snow every blizzard dumped on it throughout the year.

This is where I lived for 9 years. from May 2006 to March 2015.

The hay I slept on in the tent for 9 years was much more comfortable then the cinderblock and ledge I slept on for 27 years previously. 

Do YOU see any place where I can hide photos in here?

But, she has spent decades lying about me accusing me of stealing some photos, when, what ACTUALLY happened, is she stole Lucy's wedding albums and was cutting grandpa's picture out of all of DAVID's photos and Bruce and David tried to stop her, so she mad dash stuffed the photos in a trash bag and tossed the bag in the back seat of my car... and I was also 10 years old and had no fucking clue what was going on at the time it happened, I didn't find out til three decades later where those photos had even come from. I don't know where they are today, last time I saw that bag Bruce was running up Graham Street toward South Street with them, FORTY YEARS AGO.

But yeah, that's the story behind the photos my mother raves and rants about and claims I stole.

NEVER FORGET! Never forget the horror inflicted on my family by the murder of my son! Never forget the reasons behind his murder! Education for us females is a costly struggle. And it shouldn't be. We should not have to suffer torture or death as punishment for basic human rights! Join the fight, for we demand not just homes, freedom, and literacy but the recognition of our shared humanity! My baby's death is a call to arms against the injustice we endure.

November 12, 2023

Two days is the 10 year anniversary of the murder of my 8 month old son. The killer has not been found yet. Old Orchard Beach, Maine Police at 207-935-4911 and Portland Maine FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 are investigating the murder of my son so, if you have any information, please give it to them. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html

NEVER FORGET! Remember the tragedy my family endured! My baby was murdered, beaten to death, 8 months old infant, an innocent who did nothing to deserve this! Murdered, because, I, his mother, went to college, murdered at the college, not by other students, no, I was welcomed by the other students, I was welcomed by the teachers, they accepted me in college, even though I committed the sin of having been born female and as a female was unworthy of education. No. These people agreed with me that we females have the right to learn to read and write and do maths and science. No, the murderers were trespassers on the college grounds, evil people who came to the college with one goal in mind: the punish us females for daring to get an education. For that they beat my baby to death. NEVER FORGET! Never forget the motives behind his murder! Education for us females comes at a steep price. Unite with us, for we fight not just for homes, freedom, and literacy but for the acknowledgment of our basic humanity! My baby's death must spark a collective demand for justice. Being a female does not make me unworthy of being allowed to go to school. And going to school, shouldn't come with the threat of death! Never forget why they killed my baby! Do not let his death be in vain. NEVER FORGET!

UPDATE to add answer to question:

No. I am legally blind. I have been since I was 4 years old. I can not see what she looks like. I go by sound of voice and body smell to identify people. For what someone looks like I have to go by what others tell me. Like I said, I've never seen the woman who attacks, as she clearly knows I am legally blind and stays over 4 feet away from me. 

A person has to be closer than four feet from me in order for me to even make out the blur outline of their body shape/height/weight. But in order for ne to see their face they must have their face closer the EIGHT INCHES.

It's why I CAN identify the Claire woman and the Kendra woman who murdered my son, if anyone ever finds them and gets them in a line-up, I would be able to pick them out, but why I can not identify this weird crazy woman who shows up at the Biddeford apartment and stand yelling on the front porch and killed my dog Mickey in June 2023, and tried to kill me by poisoning my pizza at Round 1, while running around the restaurant screaming the same way she does here.

I can identify her voice and her laugh and her smell, its a very "Minnie Mouse type" high pitch shrieking with a megaphone style booming cackle laugh. And she smells really strong of alcohol drinks but I don't know what type as I am a Mormon and I don't know them. She also has a weird "rotting cat pee mixed with burned cotton candy smell" to her, which I am told by police, sounds like I am trying to describe a mix of "crack and weed" which the police said is some type of drug, but again, I'm a Mormon so I do not know those things. According to witnesses she is very fat, According to both my mother and my father she is well over 300lbs. Around twenty different people said she has "Shirley Temple Sausage curls" hair, while nearly a dozen other people said she has red curly hair, and several more people described her with straight purple hair, while some described her as wearing a "pulp fiction uma thurman wig".

In total well over a hundred people have come forward citing that she shows up on their porch and starts yell at them, and always starts out with some kind of "I got to warn you about EelKat and her demons" rant. They always describe her as "fat", "morbidly obeses", some say "200lbs" others say "300lbs". Some say she is in her 30s others say she is in her 40s. None of them know who she is, they all say she is a total stranger to them and they also all say, they had no idea who I was either.

They come to my apartment, they said, to tell me what she is doing, each of them saying they found out where I was because she told them my address, and they came over to tell me that she was doxxing my family. These people are always citing that they live in the Cutt St/Main street/May St/South St area, all of them saying they live within 3 or 4 blocks of me and that she walks to their buildings, they never see a car. My Biddeford apartment is 409 Main Street and she has shown up here daily from November 21, 2021 (the same day Etiole was shot; he says by her) until May 17, 2022. After May 2022, she showed up every holiday and every weekend, but no longer every day. 

Today is the 12th of November 2023 and she has already been here 4 times this month. At the same time, people around the Portland Ave and Cascade area of Old Orchard, are also arriving saying the same things, but about a man. They cite a white haired man, very skinny, rather short, around 5'6", around 70, is going driveway to driveway, parking a big Power Wagon sized Dodge Ram pickup truck across their driveway, then getting out, waving a rifle over his head, and yell up at their house ALSO saying he is there to "warn you about EelKat and her aliens". 

The two are believed to be grandfather/granddaughter, and FBI suspects they are the husband and granddaughter of the mystery "Claire" woman who murdered my son. They believe, that the homeless man who was murdered November 19, 2021, DID in fact know who the "Claire" woman who murdered my son was, and they believe this white haired man and woman who screams from porches are the ones who killed the homeless man, seeing how, he showed up on the 7 year anniversary of my son's murder, asking for the FBI phone number, claiming he knew who the woman who murdered my son was, but 5 days later he was murdered before he got a chance to talk to the FBI (the federal building in Portland was closed for the holiday week and the homeless man died before they reopened).

These 2, the white haired man and younger woman both showed up November 21, 2021, 2 days after the November 19, 2021 murder of the homeless man, who was murdered in the backyard of my Biddeford apartment, by the way, that week our building was yellow taped and crawling with police, that's why they were picking up the hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of chopped up pieces of the homeless man, which took them 3 days to find all of him. The FBI believes the homeless man was killed by someone who did not want him to identify my son's murderer... this homeless man's death is WHY my son's cold case, was reopened and the FBI once again here asking all the neighbors for leads. 

The FBI believes that the reason these two are hyper going from house to house all around me (I have 2 addresses: 409 Main Street Biddeford and 146 Portland Ave, Old Orcharch; and they are going up and down both streets and all side streets off of both streets), trying to spread slanderous rumors about me, most of the rumors involving some gibberish about demons, aliens, haunted cats, kidnapped cats, schizophrenia, and tons of other similar outright gibbering insanity.

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, and these malicious busybodies are actively sabotaging the investigation. Why? What conceivable motive, apart from their own guilt, could drive someone to obstruct justice? Anyone hindering a murder investigation merits suspicion. Anyone standing in the way of justice for a baby's death cannot be trusted, because NO INNOCENT individual would EVER attempt to HINDER an inquiry into such a tragedy! It's time to question their motives! It's time to scrutinize their allegiance. NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these wicked individuals are using every resource to bury the truth. They are pulling out all the stops to erase the memory of my son's death. Why? No innocent person would resort to such measures. NEVER FORGET! Their endeavors to halt the investigation are a glaring sign of their complicity. It's time to illuminate those actively impeding justice for my son's murderer. My son's killer remains at large, and these obstructors contribute to this grievous injustice.

The FBI believes they are spreading their wild gibbering slander in a weird attempt to get witness to NOT come forward with information about my son's murder. This in turn has led the FBI to believe that SOMEONE NEAR BY IS a witness to my son's murder and is scared of these two people. It is believed that this weird smear slander campaign these two are doing, is a direct fear tactic aimed at terrorizing someone they know to be a witness. 

NEVER FORGET! My 8 month old infant son is dead, murdered, a golf club smashed out his brain in the Southern Maine Community College parking lot, and these venomous meddlers are actively, deliberately, willfully, knowingly thwarting the investigation. Why? What conceivable reason, other than their own guilt, could lead someone to obstruct justice? Anyone obstructing a murder investigation deserves suspicion. Anyone standing in the way of justice for a baby's death cannot be trusted, because NO INNOCENT soul would EVER try to HINDER an inquiry into such a tragedy! It's time to question their motives! It's time to scrutinize their loyalties. NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these malevolent evil people are doing everything in their power to bury the truth. They are exerting every ounce of influence to erase the memory of my son's death. Why? No innocent person would go to such lengths. NEVER FORGET! Their efforts to impede the investigation are a glaring sign of their support of the murderer. It's time to put on aa billboard, the names of every person who is actively hindering justice for my son's murderer. My son's killer roams freely, and these obstructors play a role in this grave injustice.

These two are bullying and harassing my family on extreme and outlandish levels. The whole thing is very bizarre, and if this woman had NOT started running her gossiping, busy body, slandering mout h off on every front porch in the area, my son's murder investigation would NOT have been reopened. 

The thing is, for 7 years, from 2013 to 2021, there were ZERO leads. 

The mystery homeless man who showed up on the 7 year anniversary, was the first time anyone came forward claiming to know who the murderer was, but he was murdered 5 days later, and 2 days after that these 2 showed up with their wild tales of demons, aliens, haunted cars, etc.  

Interestingly, at the same time, YouTube got flooded with HUNDREDS of deep fake "Golden Eagle Haunted Car" AI generated videos, alongside TENS OF THOUSANDS of weird "anti-EelKat" Reddit posts spread across well over a hundred Reddit accounts. Which in turn caused my website to have a MEGA massive increase in traffic - with now over a million users per month, searching Google for the term "EelKat golden Eagle Ghost Car Wendy Allen Demon Car" (the keyword that Google Analytics says has sent the most traffic to my website since November 2021). In their weird slander attempt, and in making all these weird deep fake videos, and in posting all those weird Reddit posts, they have had an unexpected side effect of RAISING AWARENESS to my son's murder, by sending millions of people to my website. 

I don't do any marketing or promoting of my website, there is the URL painted on my car and the link from my FaceBook profile, together those each around two thousand people. 

This weird smear campaign these 2 have done since November 2021, has had a HUGE impact on traffic to my website. HUGE. With my site going from 10k average monthly visitors to over SEVEN MILLION average monthly visitors. 

This woman and the white haired man, in their mega hyper attempts to slander men, inadvertently caused people to start direct typing the word "EelKat" into Google search engine, which of course cause Google to give them eelkat.com as a search result. In their attempt to BURY all thoughts of my son's murder, by trying to spread crazy rumors about me, they instead caused the page about my son's murder to receive an average of over ONE MILLION NEW USERS visiting it, EACH MONTH since they stated yelling from porches around Biddeford in November 2021. 

Which in turn has also lead to more than one thousand people calling the police and FBI giving tips about my son's murder. 

So, in their attempt to make me look crazy, all they did was make themselves look very, very, VERY guilty, while spreading awareness about my son's murder to people who, before these two arrived on porched in Biddeford and Old Orchard, were unaware of my son's murder. 

But no, back to your question, I've never seen either of these two. I'm blind, remember? Blind since I was 4 years old. Blind from being beaten in the face with a limb from a pine tree. I have been blind for five decades.

And no, I've never spoken with either of them. I'm mute, remember? My jaw was fused shut, from the bone growing back wrong, after being beaten in the face with a cinder block brick, when I was 14 years old. I have been mute for four decades. I was 42 years old when doctors discovered I was not born mute, but was forcable made mute by "medical augmentation" aka torture. In June 2016, I had surgery to allow me to open my jaw properly for the first time in 40 years, but four decades mute, meant my vocal cords never grew properly, never received conditioning, and now today, I still can not speak properly, my voice is barely a whisper, IF I can even form vocalizations at all, which usually I can not. Because of this I have no physical ability to raise my voice at all, I can not scream or yell at all, I am physically, medically incapable of getting my voice to be anything other than a whisper, and even that causes searing pain, resulting in I don't bother trying to speak.

And no, I've not had contact with anyone. From 1983 until 2006 I was locked in a rusted racoon trap cage in a wood shed "room", and there were only 7 people who ever checked in on me that entire time, and they only did that once a week. Needless to say I never went to school. I had a typewriter, and my grandmother brought paper each week. I became very good at typing, because for 27 years, I had nothing else to do. 

October 2006 a bomb blew up that house. I almost died. Someone put the bomb in that "room" while I was asleep. From 2006 to 2015, I lived under a 8x9 tarp at the back of that wood shed.

Out of the entire of my more then five decades of life, I have only had contact with Humans for three years. From October 2010 to November 2013.

In October 2010 I went to the Old Orchard Beach High School and got my GED after 3 weeks of night classes. I got a ride to the DMV and got my driver's permit. Then I enrolled in two colleges York County Community College and Southern Maine Community College, taking five classes per semester. I could not enroll as a degree student because I do not know how to count or tell time or read clocks or calendars or do maths.

At SMCC, three professors (Andrew Parker, Robert Vettes, and Chris M) attempted to teach me how to speak. The SMCC student counselor brought in social workers and a state psychologist who diagnosed me as "a feral child" and stated I had no social skills on any level whatsoever due to what they termed "the most horrific case of child abuse and neglect ever seen in Maine history". They found my not knowing about things like eating utensils, bathing, or communicating verbally to be the worst case of "feral childism" in modern history.

A team of psychiatrists were brought to the college, over a dozen of the world's top child behavior specialists from countries all over the world: to do a study on the "training of a feral child" and to make "attempts to intergrade a feral child into modern American society". They called me an anomaly and a "once in a hundred years chance of a lifetime study subject".

Four of them predicted I would: never drive a car, never learn to talk, never make a single friend, never learn to interact with Humans, never learn to eat with a fork, and never learn  math. 

I became the "test subject" of more then a dozen "feral child studied" which lasted my entire time at college, and ended abruptly November 14, 2013, when a mystery woman who identified herself as "Claire" attacked with a golf club, murdering my baby and leaving me with a broken spine and paralyzed legs.

Even before I became bedridden in 2013, I could not walk unaided. My hip was stabbed with a foundation rod, that was driven through my right hip and out my left thigh. My Uncle Bruce did that when I was 4 years old. I've struggled to even stand, let alone walk, since I was FOUR years old. So being crippled, unable to walk, was not new. But my whole life, it was my hips, and now it is my spine, and a severed nerve bundle in my spinal column.

Since November 2013 I have been bedridden, and the ONLY way you can talk to me or see me is to visit me, visit my bed.

I can not see.

I can not talk.

I can not walk.

Since 2013 I am out of bed fewer then 2 hours a day. 

And NO ONE... not ONE SINGLE PERSON, ever visited me since 2013, or before.

The ONLY people who arrive are the ones who stand in the driveway and on the porch and yell obscenities and hate slurs from the street... and they are too far away for me to see them, and they are too far away for them to hear my whisper if I tried to talk, which I don't. Plus, I can not sit up, it takes well over an hour for me to sit up in my bed, so by the time I am sitting up, they are gone.

So, anyone telling you I have seen them, spoken with them, yelled at them, interacted with them, at ANY point prior to 1983... when I was locked in that cage ... is lying to you. Because since 1983, NO ONE but my husband Benjamin Kitchle Wildes, my grandmother Eva Viola Atwater, and my uncles Bruce, Dickie, & David, and my aunt Barbara has EVER underreacted with me at all. And the only interactions from Brice, David, Dickie, and Barbara was to electrocute me for the fun of watching me pass out, stabbing me with broken glass again for th e fun of it, and beating me with cinder block bricks because breaking the bones of children is funny according to them.

From October 2010 to November 2013, ar the ONLY three years of my life where I ever went outside and had interaction with Humans, and I was seen as so UN-human that 90% of my Human interactions was with psychiatrists who were giddy piss pants excited to have "a real live feral child oh boy!" to study.

So ANYONE telling you they have ever had ANY form of interactions with me EVER in my ENTIRE LIFE, if lying to you, because those interactions I just listed are the ONLY ones that have EVER happened. PERIOD.

You ask how I can remember everything everyone has ever done and said? Easy? Because so FEW people have ever done or said ANYTHING AT ALL, that it makes it each to remember EVERY ONE of them, for the very simple fact that there is literally not one other thing in my life to remember.

More then 99% of the hours of my life have been spent ALONE, in total darkness, in a cage, or alone, bed ridden in a bed, with no one saying ANYTHING to me, no one EVER interacting with me at all... and with fewer then two hundred total interactions with a Human in my ENTIRE LIFE, I am easily able to remember every single one of them.

Two days is the 10 year anniversary of the murder of my 8 month old son. The killer has not been found yet. Old Orchard Beach, Maine Police at 207-935-4911 and Portland Maine FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 are investigating the murder of my son so, if you have any information, please give it to them. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html 

It's one thing if you stand back and do nothing, but it's another thing entirely, if you are going out of your way to deliberately try to stop the police and FBI investigation. My son is dead and I want to find his killer, and the police are trying to find his killer, but these people, these bigots, these hate mongers, they are doing everything in their power to hinder the police investigation. And by doing that they make themselves look very guilty. WHO other ten the killer, has a reason to want my son's murder investigation stopped? WHO other then the murderer has a motive to try to hinder the investigation? You tell me that. And then you turn an eye of suspicion on ANYONE who is making active attempts to hinder or put a stop to my son's murder investigation. No one who has nothing to hide, is going to try to stop the police from doing their job. No one who is NOT guilty, has any reason to be upset over police trying to find my son's killer. If they have nothing to hide, then why are they being so vocal in saying this investigation must be put to an end?

My son is gone, and those opposing the investigation raise suspicion. What reason, other than guilt, could they have to halt the search for justice? It's time to turn the spotlight on anyone hindering my son's justice.

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 haven't got a child to lose, it will be a brother or sister or parents or spouse or whomever you love the most, and that you should know it was this curse which you brought upon yourself that killed them, they will die on exactly the 7 year anniversary of the very first time, you mocked the death of my child.

These hate mongers actively oppose justice for my son. Their actions betray a fear of exposure. Who, other than the guilty, has a motive to impede the investigation? Their vocal resistance only deepens the shadow of suspicion.

Updated to add answer to question:

No. My going to college was precisely the problem. My parents. The Atwaters. None of them knew. They did not know I had escaped. They did not know I had gotten a GED. They did not know I had gotten a driver’s license. They did not know I had gotten a job. They did not know I had started college.

The social workers, specifically Liv Coleman, social services of the Biddeford Police Department, famous in Maine, notorious in Maine, proud confiscation of more children than any other social worker in Maine history, and the ONLY person the Atwaters are scared of - she's put more Atwater children in foster care then anyone can count, she's Maine''s bulldog for children's rights, and somehow she got involved, she got involved big time, I don't know who brought her in or why, but her arrival on this case, sent the Atwaters into a shit flying frenzy - literally - they ran around Old Orchard and Biddeford dumping buckets of shit on people's cars and houses, I'm not sure why - was the one who contacted the Atwaters, specifically my uncle Bruce, to find out if he was aware I was in college. I don’t know why she contacted him, but apparently my uncle Bruce and my aunt Barbara were claiming they were my legal guardians, a thing the FBI later uncovered and found out was documents Barbara was forging, along with a will that I never wrote, that would make Barbara my next of kin if I died… a will that presumably Barbara had forged in August 2013, 4 days before the backhoe drove over my house.

The FBI thinks the Atwaters hired the backhoe driver to drive over the house, thinking I would be home, because in August 2013, the Atwaters had not yet found out I had escaped, I had gotten a GED, I had gotten a driver’s license, I had gotten a job, and I had started college.

I was at work on the Waffle Pizza Food Truck at George’s Parking Lot beside Bill’s Pizza, next to the Pier across the street from Lisa’s Pizza and Palace Playland when the backhoe drove over my house August 8, 2013.

I WOULD have been asleep inside the building had I not started that job a week earlier.

I WOULD have been killed when the backhoe drove over the house, had I not been at work, on the food truck, a job I had just started that week and a job the Atwaters did not know I had.

WOULD have died in the backhoe driving over my house, the backhoe driver WOULD have taken the blame for my murder, and Barbara WOULD have taken my farm and everything I owned via the forged will she had that she came by a week before the backhoe drove over my house.

The Atwaters DID, show up at my farm the next day August 9, 2013 and the were HORRIFIED to see me not only alive… but with a VIDEO CAMERA… you see… I was just getting home from work, WHILE the backhoe was still in my yard and, those stills of the backhoe on my house, those are NOT photos, but rather those are still frames from VIDEO FOOTAGE…

As you can see in this photo, the backhoe was blocked in my yard and could not drive back out unless he drove over me in my car. Thus the backhoe driver leapt out of the backhoe and ran, he ran out of my yard, and up the dirt road across the street from me. The backhoe sat there running, yes, he did not turn the engine off, sat there running for 3 DAYS, until it ran out of gas.

The backhoe was STILL sitting in my yard 3 months later November 14, 2013 when I was attacked by the golf club woman.

The backhoe sat abandoned in my yard until December when the Old Orchard Beach police impounded it and towed it away.

According to the FBI, the backhoe driver was a pawn who was being duped by the Atwaters. The Atwaters had convinced him they owned my farm. In court the backhoe driver provided forged deeds, forged titles, and forged building/demolition permits, all of which he claimed were given to him by my father, and he also claimed my father was claiming to own the land. 

My grandmother Helen Ricker Allen owned the lan from 1914 when she inherited it from her father George Ricker, and she owned it until her death in 1983.

She left EVERYTHING she owned to me, her only grandchild in 1983. And I have never sold the land and still own it to this day.

HOWEVER… 8 days after my grandmother died, I was locked in that room… and the FBI uncovered a motive for that room.

The Atwaters, infuriated that my grandmother left me the farm, locked me in a cage and proceeded to write HUNDREDS of forged deeds, with almost EVERY single Atwater having a forged copy of the deed… and whenever anyone of them wanted to do ANYTHING, they would show themselves illegally, as owners of m land.

This is how Stephen King came to film Thinner on my land illegally. One of my uncles contacted Stephen King and gave the film crew permission to be there. I spent 5 hours chasing the bastards out of my farm, and had no clue, until 2016, 3 decades later,what my uncles had done.

According to the FBI all my 27 years of being beaten with bricks, stabbed with broken plates, told I wasn’t allowed out of my cage because I was not Human, sold to high priests of the Mormon church, and forced to marry Benjamin Kitchle Wildes on August 13, 1987 when I was 12 years old and he was 37 years old, was ALL because, my mother wanted some mansion in Kennebunk, and had married my father expecting HE would inert the farm, expected to be able to sell it to buy the Kennebunk mansion with, and was royally pissed when his mother died and left everything to me.

The FBI uncovered a LOT. But one thing that did not require the FBI to see, my father is missing parts of his ears, and parts of a lot of his fingers, and is covered with horrendous scars.

You see, I wasn’t the only one locked up in a wood shed room and being tortured with medieval devices.

My father was tortured worse than I was. A lot worse.

If you ever listen to a conversation with the Atwaters and the Saco Ward and Sandford Ward church friends, you’ll hear a lot of talk of “the shop” or “the barn” or “the freezer shed”. Pay careful attention to those. Those are ALL referencing the “room” thing that they kept my father locked in.

You’ve only to look at my father’s hands or ears to see how sadistic and deranged the Atwaters really are.

And then there is May 9, 2006. The day my father was put in a coma. You’ll want to talk to Old Orchard Beach police officer Jack Nickel. If you can find him. He was the responding officer that day, when own neighbor Morin called the police, because me and my 3 brothers made a mad dash break from the blue house at 144 Portland Ave and ran to hide in the lobster traps at 142. Morin is one of the few people who has ever seen Etiole, Etiole got the 4 of us out of that house and hid us behind the wall of thousands of lobster traps… and couldn't get back inside to get my father out, because the towering geyser of water had flooded the building and forced the doors closed against the water pressure.

Why? Someone had cut off the pressurized water main pipe from the road, and aimed it into the house. 

If Etiole hadn’t gotten me and my 3 brothers out, all four of us would have died May 9, 2006.

And my father almost did die that day. He was in a coma for months.

May 9, 2006 was one of the biggest, deadliest attacks the Atwaters ever did.

Police officer Jack Nickel, got a wild confession out of an Atwater too, as she broke down crying, in front of police saying “I wanted to kill EelKat not Kenny! EelKat was the one supposed to die! Not Kenny! Not! Not Kenny! I wasn’t trying to kill Kenny!” she wailed as she ran down the road after the ambulance, as they rushed my, then dead, father to the hospital in a mad dash hope of reviving him. He was dead for 3 minutes and in a coma for months, and never recovered. To this day, he still requires constant medical care. 

Police Officer Jack, went head on against the Atwaters after that, fueled by raging fury… until the assault rifle attack that filled my mother’s chicken house full of bullet holes. It was the last day anyone saw Jack. He was on call for the adult rifles as well. He confiscated them and arrested a bunch of the relatives, Atwaters and Blows alike… and then vanished the next morning.

Police officers have a bad habit of disappearing without a trace, from the Old Orchard Beach police department, and he was one of them.

None of the other officers would testify against the woman who had said “I wanted to kill EelKat not Kenny! EelKat was the one supposed to die! Not Kenny! Not! Not Kenny! I wasn’t trying to kill Kenny!” and because of Maine laws, she walked free. Because the police officer who was going to testify against her, vanished and to this day his family is still looking for him. But, this officer who disappeared, he’s the one who contacted the FBI, so the FBI had copies of his report saying what she said, even though the Old Orchard Beach Police Department can find no trace of the May 9, 2006 police report.

Did you know that in addition to my son’s murder, AND the multiple attacks on my farm, the FBI is also looking into the disappearances and or mysterious deaths of FOURTEEN Old Orchard Beach Police officers and TWO FBI Agents? All gone missing or killed between 2010 to 2021.

I told you, this case is a whole lot bigger than just me, there’s a LOT more going on, then just me, I’m just one very small part of a much bigger case.

The Atwaters, didn’t know my father was each week snaking me out of my cage to take me to the library, SPECIFICALLY so I could use the library computer to build this website to ask for help.

The Atwaters, didn’t know that in 2006, yes, that far back, my father, for Christmas, snuck me to the Maine Mall to work at Macy’s for a week.

2006 changed my father. A LOT. The Atwaters tried to kill me and almost killed him, and he wasn’t happy about that. Not one bit.

In 2006, my father, wouldn’t let Ben near me. No one expected that. And that changed Ben. A LOT.

Before 2006, Ben was a sex crazed manic, and from the time I was 8 years old, all I was was a sex toy to him.

Ben and my father had a really big fight. And it scared Ben shitless, so on December 6, 2006, Ben bought a Volvo. Yep. That’s how I got my car. It was a peace offering with my father.

You see, my father was infuriated that Ben, my mother, and the Atwaters had never let me learn to drive. And my father, now crippled from his coma, couldn't drive. Ben became my father’s driver after that, driving my Volvo, and still refusing to let me learn to drive.

By October 2010, my father had regained walking and driving, and HE was the one who snuck me out to get a GED. Then snuck me out, to get a driving permit.

And it became a HUGE battle between Ben and my father for the next 3 years over my going to college, a thing that Ben approved of, so long as he could go with me and stand outside the door over every class, but my father wanted no part of having an “EDF” (Educated Damn Fool) in his family. Etiole called Ben and my father both “loofs” - fool spelt backwards because he believed them to be backwards idiots.

My going to college was EXTREMELY controversial, and then Harvard stepped in and was ready to pay for a degree because, I’m really good at writing and broke some type of a world record for English test scores. Ben and my Father both flipped out. Southern Maine Community College was a 45 minute drive, but Harved? It’s just outside of Boston, 5 hours minimum with good traffic. My SMC professor booked a trip to Boston, gave us “Harvard hopefuls” a tour of a college, I’d never heard of before, but apparently most people would kill to get into.

Harvard was the problem. Ben tried to board the bus and the professors threatened to call the police if he didn’t eave me alone. When we got back many hours later, Den was still in the bus station.

Ben flipped out, my father flipped out… it was the end of the semester… and I WOULD have transferred to Harven next September, a few weeks later, had a backhoe not driven over my house a week following the trip to Boston.

The FBI says the paper trail leads to my father and my mother, and my uncles, all each doing various parts of the events and planning behind hiring the backhoe driver. Including my father went to the Old Orchard Beach town hall and just asked the clerk to put his name on the deed to my farm and they DID, no questions asked, no court, no contacting me to find out if I was aware of it, nothing.

My father then cut my land in 3 pieces, gave one piece to my mother and a second piece to his cousin Cooliard, who, near as we can tell, had no part in any of this and was just a pawn duped by the Atwaters same as the backhoe driver.

My father stole my land, cut it up, and gave pieces of it away, because he was mad that I had been offered a Harvard Literature Scholarship. And I did not know he did it until, I drive in my yard one day, and there’s a fucking log cabin going up in the middle of my driveway, what the fuck?

Infuriated I went to the town hall to asked exactly that: what the fuck? They quickly returned my name to the deed of the part still in my father's name, but both my mother and Cooliard REFUSED to return the stolen land they had received from my father.

But in the middle of that, there was aso this crazy ass crew of social workers yip yapping, calling me a feral child, and somehow Liv Coleman social services police officer from Biddeford police department got involved, I don’t know how or why to this day, but, SHE is the one who told the Atwaters I was in college and the whole kit kaboodle of the Atwater Clan, some two THOUSAND of them, mass showed up on my farm to go psycho meltdown! What the fuck!

NEVER FORGET! Why are women forbidden from the halls of learning? I can't comprehend the reasoning behind it.

They started showing up at the college, harassing my game group, harassing my study group, harassing my teachers, THREE professors QUIT their jobs citing they were fed up with being harassed by my Atwater relatives. The Atwaters were so INFURIATED to find out I was no longer locked up in that room thing, and I had been free from it for several years by this point, and they went nuts. They showed up at Macy’s and harassed the other workers and the customers. 

They ganged up around classroom doors and would not let me enter college classes. Trying to attend SMCC my last semester there became a total nightmare, and I started missing classes, simply because I couldn’t get into the classroom, because they’d block the doors. Security would take them off campus and they’d be back a few hours later.

NEVER FORGET! I don't understand why they won't let us, as women, pursue education. It's baffling.

And then November 14, 2013 happened.

I wanted to go to school. And for THAT they murdered my baby!

NEVER FORGET! How can they justify taking my son's life as punishment for a woman seeking an education? It's beyond small-minded; it's heartless.

My child paid the ultimate price for my quest to read. Just because I'm a woman doesn't deny me the right to learn. You, who crippled me and mrdered my baby, are wrong. His cries linger, stifled by those hiding in deception. The guilty dread truth. What sins do they hide by obstructing justice? This fight goes beyond education – it's for our very humanity. Join me, for my baby's death demands justice! NEVER FORGET!

People today wonder why the Atwaters are being so fine focused on by the FBI… if you were there during the Fall 2013 semester at SMCC you would understand. The Atwaters invaded the campus and were terrorizing everyone, students and teachers alike.

NEVER FORGET! Killing my son as a penalty for my education – it's a twisted logic that I can't fathom.

My baby's death should not have been the cost of my thirst for knowledge. Being a woman doesn't strip away my right to learn. You, who beat me and snatched my child, are wrong. His cries resonate, stifled by those cowering in deceit. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins do they shroud by obstructing justice? This struggle surpasses education – it's for our fundamental right to be human. Stand with me, for my baby's death calls for justice! NEVER FORGET!

I told you before, I’ve not talked about a LOT of what happened, and a LOT MORE happened then you are aware.

A LOT of information the FBI wanted kept not public, so what little you know, what little I do talk about, it’s not even a tenth of the full details. It’s not even the tip of the iceberg.

I won't accept my baby's death as a consequence of my desire for education. Just because I'm a woman doesn't negate my right to learn. You, who beat me and took my child, are wrong. His cries linger, silenced by those skulking in lies. Only the guilty fear the piercing light of truth. What sins are they concealing by thwarting justice? This battle extends beyond education – it's for our essential humanity. Join me, for my baby's death demands justice! NEVER FORGET!

A LOT happened.

A LOT of people got hurt.

A LOT of people are dead.

I’m just focused on what happened to me. 

NEVER FORGET! The price of learning math shouldn't be paid with the lives of our children. It's a tragedy wrapped in an unjust equation.

If you want to know what happened to the others, you need to go to them and ask them yourself.

I say the things that happened directly to me, and even then, I’ve not even told you a quarter of what happened to me.

I want my son’s killer found. 

NEVER FORGET! Our children should not be sacrificed in the pursuit of knowledge, especially in something as fundamental as math.

Everything else going on, that’s not me. Don’t come to me with your questions about them. Go ask them, yourself. I don’t know what’s going on with them. 

Two days is the 10 year anniversary of the murder of my 8 month old son. The killer has not been found yet. Old Orchard Beach, Maine Police at 207-935-4911 and Portland Maine FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 are investigating the murder of my son so, if you have any information, please give it to them. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html 

NEVER FORGET! This is unequivocally wrong, and deep down, they know it. The denial of education to women should never warrant the death of a child.

NEVER FORGET! My 8-month-old, innocent baby was fatally beaten for his mother's pursuit of education. Attacked by trespassers on college grounds, punishing females for their right to learn. NEVER FORGET the motives behind his murder! Stand firm for homes, freedom, and literacy, but, critically, for the acknowledgment of our basic humanity! My baby's death calls for an unwavering demand for justice.

NEVER FORGET!

It's wrong, plain and simple.

There's no justification for killing my son because I wanted an education.

NEVER FORGET!

Imagine if it were your son – would you stand idly by? No, you wouldn't! And deep down, you know it.

NEVER FORGET!

Don't pretend you'd stay silent if it was your son they murdered. You know you'd be fighting just like me.

NEVER FORGET!

I demand justice for my infant! His life was taken, and there must be consequences for this injustice.

NEVER FORGET!

My baby's life was stolen from him, and I won't rest until there's justice for this unspeakable crime.

NEVER FORGET! These people had no right to snuff out my baby's life! It's an unforgivable act of cruelty.

NEVER FORGET! The audacity of these people to murder my innocent child – it's a crime that should never go unpunished.

NEVER FORGET! Wanting a college degree is not a crime, but killing my son as punishment is. Your moral compass is dangerously skewed.

NEVER FORGET! Seeking education is not a crime. Murdering my son in response is the real crime here, and their moral compass is broken.

NEVER FORGET! My child's life should not have been the sacrifice for my pursuit of knowledge. I, a woman, dared to dream of literacy, of education. But you, blinded by prejudice, responded with violence. We women are not subordinates; we are equals. Denying us education is denying humanity its full potential. The shackles on our minds must be shattered, for we deserve to learn, to grow, and to contribute.

NEVER FORGET! My baby's innocence was stolen by your intolerance. I, a mere woman, dared to challenge the chains of ignorance you bind us with. We are not vessels of servitude; we are architects of change. The blood spilled is not just mine or my child's; it's the stain of your injustice. Education is our birthright, and we shall not be silent in its pursuit.

NEVER FORGET! The life of my child was a sacrifice to your archaic beliefs. I, a woman, sought knowledge, sought to read and write. But your response was brutality. We, the silenced, rise against the storm of your prejudice. Our minds are not yours to imprison. The future belongs to those who learn, and we women demand our place in it.

NEVER FORGET! In the pursuit of my education, I lost my child to the hands of intolerance. I am a woman, but that does not diminish my right to knowledge. Your violence is a desperate attempt to silence the echoes of change. We women are not just vessels of life; we are architects of progress. Denying us education denies the world its brightest future.

NEVER FORGET! My child's innocent cries were silenced by your fear of a woman's mind. I dared to defy your norms, to seek the light of knowledge. But you, blinded by prejudice, extinguished that light with violence. We women are not bound by your limitations. We are the carriers of wisdom, the bearers of progress. Deny us education, and you deny the world its greatest potential.

NEVER FORGET! The cost of my education was the life of my child, a sacrifice to your backward beliefs. I am a woman, yes, but that does not make me inferior. Your fists and your hatred cannot quell the fire of change burning within us. We, the women, demand our place in the realm of ideas. Our minds will not be shackled any longer.

NEVER FORGET! In the pursuit of my right to learn, I paid the ultimate price – the life of my child. I am a woman, but that does not render me incapable of intellect. Your violence is a desperate attempt to suppress the rising tide of equality. We women are not asking for permission; we are demanding our rightful place in the halls of education and progress.

NEVER FORGET! My child's blood stains the pages of my ambition. I, a woman, dared to dream beyond the confines you set. The violence you wield against us is a testament to your fear of change. We women are not asking for charity; we are claiming our birthright to knowledge. Deny us no longer, for the echoes of our voices will resonate through the ages.

NEVER FORGET! The life I bore was sacrificed on the altar of your prejudice. I, a woman, sought the power of knowledge, and in response, you wielded power through brutality. Our fight is not just for ourselves but for the generations yet unborn. We women are not just nurturers; we are the architects of a future you are trying to suppress.

NEVER FORGET! In the pursuit of education, you took the life of my child. I, a woman, stand before you not as a victim but as a warrior against the injustice you perpetrate. We women are not asking for permission to learn; we are demanding our rightful place in the classrooms of progress. The cost has been high, but our resolve is unbreakable. The time for change is now.

Never let fade the memory of the heartbreak they brought upon my family with the murder of my son! Never forget the motives behind his tragic end! Education for us females comes at a profound cost. Rise with me, for we fight not just for homes, freedom, and literacy but for the recognition of our intrinsic humanity! Let my baby's death kindle a fervent call for justice.

Update to answer another question:

Nope. You got the wrong one. This is her: Biddeford Police Department > Home > Staff Directory > Elizabeth L. Coleman

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Elizabeth L. Coleman Biddeford Police Department
Title: Officer, Records Division
Phone: (207) 282-5127
Contact by email

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https://www.biddefordmaine.org/directory.aspx?eid=62 She's still listed on staff. She's the one who showed up in Old Orchard in 2006 and 2007 - it was HER photographer who took all the photos and video footage of the room the Atwaters kept me locked in for 27 years - she's STILL an officer in Biddeford; if you want to see the police reports of the room, she's the officer to contact, she' wa a child protective services officer at the time; it was her job to confiscate children out of abuse situations; Old Orchard Beach did not have a child protective services officer at the time, and she was the nearest officer on duty at the time the police discovered the room.

NEVER FORGET! Never forget the cruelty that stole my son! Never forget the motives behind his murder! Education for us females is a costly endeavor. Join me, for we fight not just for homes, freedom, and literacy but for the acknowledgment of our intrinsic humanity! My baby's death demands an unyielding pursuit of justice.

Update to answer another question:

No. The room was in this house at 144 Portland Ave Old Orchard Beach https://www.eelkat.com/images/House2.jpg - it was ALSO driven over by the SAME backhoe that drove over the yellow house at 146 on August 8, 2013 : https://www.eelkat.com/images/eelkats_house_before_after.jpg

There were THREE houses side by side, the backhoe drove over the big farmhouse at 148 on July 2, 2001, it drove over the small blue bungalow April 7, 2007 even though the FBI had the blue house roped off with yellow crime scene tape and had signs up all around the room for no one to enter because of the investigation; and it drove over the yellow cabin August 8, 2013. SAME backhoe EACH time... the blue house is the one the bomb blew up October 18, 2006, AFTER child protective services police officer Liz Coleman, FBI agent Laura (who was murdered February 2, 2021) had already been there DOZENS of times between May 9, 2006 to October 2006.

Liz Coleman of Biddeford PD and Will Watson of OOB PD were the officers who designed and built the tent for me, seen here: https://www.eelkat.com/images/tent2.jpg

this "room" that the Atwaters kept me locked in for 27 years was in the blue house at 144 https://www.eelkat.com/images/a-thefloor.jpg

144 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine - the "room" was in this house; this house was blown up by a bomb October 18, 2006 AND driven over by the same backhoe as the other house April 7, 2007

144 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine - the "room" was in this house; this house was blown up by a bomb October 18, 2006 AND driven over by the same backhoe as the other house April 7, 2007

The yellow house sat beside the blue house. The backhoe drover over the yellow house August 8, 2013

The yellow house sat beside the blue house. The backhoe drover over the yellow house August 8, 2013

SEE the truth for yourself!

LOOK AT IT!

LOOK AT WHAT THEY DID!

Police officers Will Watson of Old Orchard Beach PD and Liz Coleman of Biddeford PD, designed and built this tent for me to live in, May 2006, after the investigation of the "room" started on May 9, 2006

Police officers Will Watson of Old Orchard Beach PD and Liz Coleman of Biddeford PD, designed and built this tent for me to live in, May 2006, after the investigation of the "room" started on May 9, 2006

The police discovered the "room" May 9, 2006, the day my father went into a coma and they searched every inch of the building to find the source of what caused my father's coma; the tent I lived in after that was built by those same police officers.

This is the FBI agent who was there investigating the room at 144 Portland Ave with Liz Coleman and Will Watson; Andy Drewer took over the case because Laura was murdered https://www.cnn.com/2021/02/04/us/fbi-agents-killed-florida-shooting/index.html

NEVER FORGET! Never let the memory of the malevolence that claimed my family with the murder of my son fade away! Never forget the cost of education for us females! Our fight goes beyond mere shelter and freedom; it's a battle for the very right to be treated as human beings! Unite with me, for my baby's death should kindle a fervent call for justice.

Update to answer another question:

No. My loyalty has always been to Etiole NOT to Ben. I never turned the information I had about Ben over to the police before 2023, because, I did not suspect him and did not believe the FBI when they said they had a lot of evidence he was involved... the FBI did not have the evidence porch bitch has been bragging all over Biddeford about grandmommy provinchar until PortCon 2023... and YEs, that WAS enough evidence for me to believe NOW, that the FBI was right all along, I can't trust Ben, because his loyalty is and always has been to his gay lover Rick A.

The stuff porch bitch is saying, led to the FBI investigating Ben and Rick to find out who is this mystery grandmommy provincha... they found out a LOT about grand mommy provincha and her connection to EVERYTHING including the backhoe driver and Ben .... thanks to porch bitch and her loud mouth gossip yelling from porches all over the Cutts street area of Biddeford, a lot of missing pieces to the puzzle have been found, and Ben and the Sanford Ward church, have had a LOT of behind the scenes activity going on for a VERY, VERY, VERY long time, all the way back to 1987.

It's not good, and yes, I no longer trust Ben on any level whatsoever, he's been hiding a LOt from EVERYONE. from me, from the church, ... you cant hide your sins forever, paper trails will ALWAYS eventually be found once the correct place to look is located, and porch bitch's loud bragging from the porches of Biddeford, opened up a LOT of new places to look for evidence, places and people, we never wold have thought to look at at all, and Ben has been doing a lot of things, for a long time... he's a really big two faced bastard and by putting Rick first and foremost in his life, I turned the information I had over as well... I hadn't because he was my murdered baby's father, so I did not expect him to have been involved in plotting the murder of his own son.

There's too much evidence again him now, him and several members of the Sanford Ward church.... and with the evidence that has come forward now, thanks to porch birch, NO ONE is safe from me turning them in now, no one, not Ben, not my father, not my mother, not anyone I ever once thought was a friend, NO ONE except for Etiole.

He's the ONLY person I trust now, him, and the 6 FBI agents who are trying to find my son's killer, are the ONLY 7 people I trust now. The FBI has shown me far too much evidence AGAINST my mother, my father, and Ben, for me to to trust any of them any more.

NEVER FORGET! My infant, innocent and defenseless, should not be a casualty of my pursuit of knowledge. Is it a crime for a woman to crave education? I bleed as you do, feel pain as you do. Why, then, should my aspirations be silenced with violence? I demand the right to learn, to grow, to be more than a vessel for life. We women deserve more than the chains you forge for us!

Update to answer another question:

No. I don't know anyone named Nina. So, no clue what you are talking about. I don't have any relatives named Nina that I know of, but there are well over four hundred Atwaters and in my entire lifetime I've only ever met eight of them. I've only ever met 3 of my cousins, and none of them is named Nina. But I am one out of more then 200 first cousins, more then 300 2nd cousins, and more then 600 third cousins. If you start getting into the younger generations (everyone under 50 years old) there are an additional THREE THOUSAND Atwaters, and the number goes to more then 6k Atwaters if you start add the in-laws, unless you add David's in-laws, David alone has over 4k in-laws, bringing the total of Atwaters in my family up to more then TEN THOUSAND relatives... of whom, I have only ever met 8. Yeah, but, no, I do not know the Atwaters, so if this Nina you are talking about is one of them, then, no clue who she is.

NEVER FORGET! In the cradle of civilization, my dreams were suffocated before my child drew his first breath. Education is not the birthright of a chosen gender. I reject the shadows you cast upon me. I stand for more than myself; I stand for every silenced woman, every stifled voice. What you do in the name of tradition is an injustice, a crime against progress, against humanity

NEVER FORGET! My son's life was cut short, and those opposing the relentless pursuit of truth wrap themselves in a cloak of suspicion. No one but the murderer has any reason, any motive to hinder the police investigation. What are they trying to hide by obstructing justice? It's time to uncover the motives of those hindering my son's fight for justice. Why do they demand the investigation cease? Why do they make up wild rumors and lies of demons and witches? What do they seek to hide behind their ravings of ghosts and aliens?

Update to answer another question:

Oh, no. No. There you are very, very, VERY mistaken. The FBI DOES have a suspect. I've never mentioned her, but I DO know who she is. You'll never find her name anywhere on anything, and that is VERY deliberate on my part, because she does not know I suspect her. She also does not know there is an FBI surveillance team set up in front of her house, and it's been there since November 2021, it was set up less then 12 hours after the wires were cut off my Biddeford apartment - you see I have THAT on camera, I was live streaming Subnatica on Twitch, and she not only cut the wires, she first ripped the door off the building came into the house, and spent well over an hour screaming ans yell, while standing in front of the webcam - as all my viewers watched in utter horror, listening to the words she said: death threat, vividly, gorily, detailed death threats about some VERY specific people. People whose name I never heard before. People who unknown to me, days before had called the police on her, because she was at their how screaming those same death threats to them. Death threats, that I'm informed by the Biddeford police, she posted all over FaceBook and Twitter that same week.

But here's the thing - this is the SAME woman who was screaming:  “I wanted to kill EelKat not Kenny! EelKat was the one supposed to die! Not Kenny! Not! Not Kenny! I wasn’t trying to kill Kenny!” May 9, 2006, the day my father died, and was dead for 3 minutes on the front lawn of 144 Portland Ave, and months in a coma after that.

And yo want to know something else? There IS someone named Kendra and there IS someone named Claire. The FBI found both of them. Do you want to know where? On FaceBook, Twitter, and Pinterest, on the friend's list, of THIS same woman.

The FBI found those in 2016.

And do you know what else they found? A FaceBook Group, run by these 3 women, it's called "The Real EelKat: Dog Murderer" and the entire FaceBook group is nothing but tens of thousand of posts, m these 3 woman AND The Atwaters, and EVERY singe post starts out the same way: "This is how I'm gonna kill EelKat..." followed by gory detailed deptiptions of how will torture me to death, many with art.

And the FBI showed me photos of both the Kendra woman and the Claire woman, and yes, they ARE the golf club women from the college.

The FBI is 99.99% certain that this 3rd woman hired them to kill me November 14, 2013, because I didn't die August 8, 2013 when she hire the backhoe driver to drive over my house, and I didn't die October 16, 2006 when she hired her brother in law to blow up the 144 house with a bomb. Because I didn't die May 9, 2006, when she hired, oh look the same backhoe driver, to dig up the pressurized city water main from the street and brought it into the house.

THIS woman, this one same woman, is the also the woman who cut off my father's fingers one knuckle at a time, and cut off his ears one slice at a time.

This woman is deeply, deeply disturbed and very, very dangerous.

And she was there April 10, 2015 AND May 14, 2015 AND May 15, 2015. Yes you don't hear the May 14 date mentioned often, but that date, May 14, 2015, it's more important then the rest: that's the day she let her true colors fly very, very high, in public, in front of a lot of people, INCLUDING FBI agent Andy Drewer who got to see her I action first hand.

SHE is the one the FBI is after.

The FBI did not saw what else they want her for, but they said she's involved in something else, and they want to take her down for multiple things at the same time.

The FBI returned January 15, 2021, to ask questions about HER. They sad she was involved with the White House attack. They said she is part of a known anti-government, white supremacy terrorist group. They did not tell me the name of the group or what her involvement was, but they said, they think the 74 people who attacked my farm April 10, 2015, was that same group, and the FBI thinks she's the one who set up the entire April 10, 2015 attack. 

The FBI agents called her a "dangerous, vindictive, narcissistic sociopath" and told me to cut off all contact with her, and EVERYONE she has contact with. They said that January 2021, 8 months BEFORE her November 24, 2021 attack on the Biddeford apartment.

In March 2021, there was another death in my family. Murder by rat poison. Two days later a 2nd murder by rat poison. And a week after that a 3rd murder by rat poison. The whole thing was kept out of the public, and I've not talked about it. 

In May 2021, I accidently found out a thing about this woman, that she doesn't know I found out. 

In May 2021, I bought Mickey. A blind Lhasa Apso. And while I was there, my name got flagged on their computer. I was asked to wait, 5 hours in the meet and greet room, while they waited for a witness to arrive. It made no sense. She came in to talk to me, and told them: "It's not her. This isn't EelKat." And than she pulled out a photo on her camera: "This is EelKat" she said. But woman in the photo was not me. The woman in th photo, was the one who was screaming:  “I wanted to kill EelKat not Kenny! EelKat was the one supposed to die! Not Kenny! Not! Not Kenny! I wasn’t trying to kill Kenny!” on May 9, 2006.

The head director of The West Kennebunk Animal Shelter, asked me if I knew this woman, and I told her I did and asked her what was going on.

The head director of the West Kennebunk Animal Shelter, then showed me a file, filed by police officer Will Watson of the Old Orchard Beach Police department... it had my name on it, and pictures of 13 very familiar cats. My step father Wayne Whitten's 13 kidnapped cats. They had them. The West Kennebunk Animal Shelter had my step dad's missing cats. They had tried to return them to him in 2016. They had recovered his stolen cats but found something very horrible: when they went to reunite him with his stolen cats: he was dead. Killed by rat poison.

My step father died in 2016 and I did not know it until May 2021. No one had ever told me he died.

The West Kennebunk Animal Shelter then explained, the police had showed up, and told them, here's a list of names, if any of these names tries to adopt a cat, call us immediately, we are looking for someone. My name Wendy Christine Allen and the username EelKat are both on that list.

That list, it turns out, is a list of names, known aliases, used by this woman in the photo. The one who was screaming:  “I wanted to kill EelKat not Kenny! EelKat was the one supposed to die! Not Kenny! Not! Not Kenny! I wasn’t trying to kill Kenny!” May 9, 2006.

According to the FBI she's a scam artist, and looks enough like me, that she frequently impersonates me at local stores, local animal shelters.

SHE is the one, most people incorrectly assume to be me.

But here's the thing: she's known for her loud booming voice and her love for screaming and yelling, wild racist hate slurs at EVERYONE.

But me, I'm mute. I can't talk.

If someone is claiming to be me, while yelling at you, you know she is NOT me, because I'm physically incapable of yelling.

She wears pants. I do not. Pants are against my religion. I don't even own any pants. And I never have.

I am legally blind. She is not. I walk with a cane that has a red and white striped lower half and a neon yellow reflector at the tip - the standard practice of blind people when they go out in public. I have been blind since I was 4 years old. I've walked with a "blind cane" since I was a toddler. She does not use a cane at all.

While I am MORE crippled now, then I was in the past, I've been crippled since infancy. I was never able to run, and I've dragged a dead lame right leg since I was 4 years old. Did I mention, I've used a cane my whole life. For over fifty years now?

Since November 14, 2013, I've been bedridden with a broken spine, 3 shattered vertebrae, a crush sacroiliac, 3 ruptured discs, a pulverized tailbone, a hip bone that is pushed up into my pelvis and stuck there one bone puncturing the other, and a severed spinal column nerve bundle. I wear leg braces and use a wheelchair some days, a walker other days, I try to use a cane when I walk my dog as the wheelchair and walker make dog walking difficult. But the fact is, I'm bedridden, and since 2013 there are fewer then 2 hours a day of me being out of bed... through from November 2013 to March 31, 2015, I was paralyzed and couldn't sit up let alone stand up or walk. I had to relearn to walk, it took 18 months to get out of the wheel chair after 2 years being paralyzed, and another 7 years after that to reach the point of being able to stand up on my own with a cane to walk my dog... May 2021, was the first time since November 14, 2013, that I got out of bed, to go walk a dog, of course, first I had to go buy a dog. I got Mickey May 2021, so that I would have a reason to go outside and attempt to practice walking each day.

It's now, November 12, 2013, I still can't walk on my own. I still need someone to help me. I still need a cane AND a human assistant to help me walk when I am up out of the wheelchair... the wheelchair by the way is at Ben's house. I refuse to have it in this apartment, because I am determined to relearn to walk, even though it's now been ten years of that goal...

...and yet, I am told that, throughout 2014, 2015, 2016, and 2017,  I was apparently fairly active at running up and down streets screaming and yelling racist hate slurs at people. Two things I am physically incapable of doing: running and screaming.

My vocal cords don't function and did I mention the wheelchair?

Yeah.

For some reason, unknown to me, I don't if the FBI knows the reason or not because they don't say much, they mostly just ask me questions and nod and say "Yep, that matches with the info we have"... but for some reason, this woman has taken to big time impersonating me, and I don't know why.

She seems to be hell bent on trying to make it look like I am NOT crippled. But again, I don't know why.

She seems to be hell bent on trying to make it look like I am NOT mute. But again, I don't know why.

She seems to be hell bent on trying to make it look like I am NOT blind. But again, I don't know why.

And weirdly, the cats. My step father Wayne Whitten's kidnapped cats. For some odd reason, this woman has been pretending to be me and going to every animal shelter in the state of Maine gibbering wild insanity about kidnapped cats.

I won't accept my baby's death as a consequence of wanting an education. Being a woman doesn't erase my right to learn. You, who beat me and took my child, are wrong. His cries echo, silenced by those hiding in lies. The guilty fear truth. What sins are they hiding by obstructing justice? This battle is bigger than education – it's about our right to be treated as humans. Stand with me, for my baby's death demands justice! NEVER FORGET!

Back when it happened, when his cats were kidnapped, we DID know she had taken them. It was never in question WHO took his cats. The question was what did she do with them. April 10, 2015 they showed up in my motorhome and n one knew how they got there. Someone broke the lock off the door, put the cats in the motorhome, then used a Blow Brothers sewage truck to fill the bedroom of the motorhome up with five hundred gallons of raw feces. Almost killed the cats doing it. We found the cats drowning in feces. To this day, we still don't know who put the cats in my motorhome, who pumped the feces in my motorhome (Ken Blow is my abutting neighbor and my cousin, by the way - he didn't do it. But he had a fleet of sewage trucks in his driveway 20 feet from my motorhome, the vandals just pulled a line off one of his trucks, dragged it to the bedroom window of my motorhome. But who did it and why? We don't know. Police took the cats, and I don't know what happened to the cats after that.

I was still in the wheelchair when that happened, are we still had 3 feet of snow from Blizzard Juno on the ground. My motorhome was wrapped up and locked down for the winter. Whoever did this, they also shoveled a path, 75 feet long, to get from the road to the motorhome, that was parked in the rose garden out back by the swamp. The snow 3 feet deep. They shoveled a place to park their car in my driveway, then shoveled a path to the motorhome, then broke in and put the cats in there, then broke into my neighbor's sewage truck, wading 700 hundred feet through the waist deep snow with a sewer line, to pump feces into the motorhome to try to drown the cats in feces.

It was so bizarre. And demented. And sociopathic cruel on so many levels. And determined. Very determined. Do you know how many HOURS it takes to shovel 73 feet of heavy 3 foot deep wet packed ice storm blizzard snow?

Blizzard Juno BURIED my motorhome, which it 12 feet one inches tall... the snowfall from blizzard Juno was THIRTEEN FEET DEEP, January 25, 2015, and three feet of it was still on the ground April 10, 2015, and because I was paralyzed and in a wheelchair on High Street in Biddeford, I never shoveled the snow in my driveway to my motorhome in Old Orchard. 

Those cats that everyone keeps talking about, THAT is the story of what happened to them.

Yes, there were cats in my motorhome. But they weren't mine. And I don't know when they got there. It was a multi day project to shovel by hand with a shovel that much snow... whoever put those cats in my motorhome, they spent several DAYS possibly well over a week setting that whole thing up.

And, then May 2021 comes along, and the head director of West Kennebunk Animal Shelter, and some police witness, and police officer Will Watson, are there, because I'm trying to adopt a 12 year old blind dog, and they are telling me that some woman, has been impersonating me, and showing up at the animal shelter ever month for several YEARS, yelling at them about kidnapped cats. And police officer Robbie, also of Old Orchard Beach is telling them, "Yeah, she's crippled really bad, I know, I've been working this family's case since her Dodge got cut in half in 2010. She's been in a wheelchair since 2013. This woman harassing you animal shelters in her name, isn't her."

Do you have any idea the twelve HOURS of hell police interrogations I had to go through at the West Kennebunk Animal Shelter May 2021, because of this sick fuck ass impersonator and her stupid cat obsession? Just so I could adopt a dog?!? 

But, yes, the FBI DOES have a suspect that they are heavily focused on. HER. Why they don't just arrest her? I don't know. Like I said, they don't say much at all, but they have said, they are tracking for multiple cases, not just my son's murder. 

Like I said, there's a LOT more going on that has not been made public, that I can not talk about, and apparently a lot more that I don't even know about. And you really NEED to back off. If you are not a part of this, you really don't want to get involved.

Two days is the 10 year anniversary of the murder of my 8 month old son. The killer has not been found yet. Old Orchard Beach, Maine Police at 207-935-4911 and Portland Maine FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 are investigating the murder of my son so, if you have any information, please give it to them. https://www.eelkat.com/Never-Forget.html 

NEVER FORGET! They tore my son from my womb, smashed his innocence, and now those standing against justice cloak themselves in lies. Only the guilty fear the truth. What are they hiding by stopping the investigation? It's time to expose the monsters hindering my fight for justice. Why silence the search? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperate to conceal behind their madness of ghosts and aliens?

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'm searching for my son's killer, but these bigots try to halt the investigation. It's incomprehensible. Who, except the guilty, fights against finding the truth? Anyone hindering justice deserves scrutiny and suspicion.

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.

NEVER FORGET! My son is no more, and these malicious busybodies are actively undermining the investigation. Why? What conceivable motive, apart from their own guilt, could drive someone to obstruct justice? Anyone obstructing a murder investigation deserves suspicion. Anyone standing in the way of justice for a baby's death cannot be trusted, because NO INNOCENT individual would EVER attempt to HINDER an inquiry into such a tragedy! It's time to question their motives! It's time to scrutinize their allegiance. NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these wicked individuals are using every resource to bury the truth. They are pulling out all the stops to erase the memory of my son's death. Why? No innocent person would resort to such measures. NEVER FORGET! Their endeavors to halt the investigation are a glaring sign of their complicity. It's time to scream from the rooftops the names of those actively impeding justice for my son's murderer. My son's killer remains at large, and these obstructors contribute to this grievous injustice.

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.

My son's killer walks free, and these obstructors aid in this injustice. Their attempts to stop the investigation are a sign of their complicity. It's time to shine a spotlight on those who actively hinder the pursuit of my son's murderer.

My child died because I sought knowledge. Being a woman doesn't diminish my right to learn. You, who beat and silenced my baby, are wrong. His cries haunt me, snuffed out by those hiding in falsehoods. Only the guilty fear truth. What sins do they conceal by stopping the investigation? This fight transcends education – it's for our very humanity. Join me, for my baby's death cries out for justice! NEVER FORGET!

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.

My son is dead, and they actively thwart the investigation. Why? What reason could they possibly have other than guilt? Anyone impeding justice deserves scrutiny. It's time to question their motives and allegiance.

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.

I won't accept my baby's death as the price of my education. Being a woman doesn't negate my right to learn. You, who beat me and took my child, are wrong. His cries linger, stifled by those hiding in lies. The guilty fear truth. What sins do they hide by obstructing justice? It's time to expose their motives. This fight goes beyond education – it's for our right to be human. Stand with me, for my baby's death demands justice! NEVER FORGET!

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.

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, murdered, a golf club smashed out his brain in the Southern Maine Community College parking lot, and these venomous meddlers are actively sabotaging the investigation. Why? What conceivable reason, other than their own guilt, could drive someone to obstruct justice? Anyone hindering a murder investigation warrants suspicion. Anyone standing in the way of justice for a baby's death cannot be trusted, because NO INNOCENT soul would EVER seek to OBSTRUCT an inquiry into such a tragedy! It's time to probe their motives! It's time to scrutinize their loyalties. NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered, and these malevolent people are tirelessly working to bury the truth. They are exerting every ounce of influence to erase the memory of my son's death. Why? No innocent person would go to such lengths. NEVER FORGET! Their efforts to impede the investigation signify their guilt. It's time to cast a blazing light on those actively hindering justice for my son's murderer. My son's killer roams freely, and these obstructors play a role in this grave injustice.

My son is gone, and these bigots obstruct justice. It's disheartening. Who, other than the guilty, resists the search for my son's killer? Their actions cast shadows on anyone who dares to hinder the pursuit of truth.

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.

I just want to find my son's killer, but these people try to stop it. Why? What are they hiding? No one innocent would hinder justice. It's time to turn suspicion onto those who actively oppose the search for truth.

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.

I don't think my baby deserved to die just because I wanted to go to school and learn how to read and write. Yes I am a female, but that does not mean I do not deserve to learn how to read. How you people treat us women is wrong. You beat me up and killed my baby because I am a woman and I tried to enroll in college. That is not right. What you men are doing is wrong. We women deserve to get an education as well. NEVER FORGET! My son's cries were silenced by those who now hide in the shadows of deceit. Only the guilty fear the piercing light of truth. What sins are they concealing by obstructing the investigation? It's time to expose the motives of those hindering my son's relentless pursuit of justice. Why silence the pursuit? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperate to shroud behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens? NEVER FORGET! Never dismiss the malevolence that claimed my family with the murder of my son! Never forget the sacrifice education demands from us females! Our battle goes beyond mere shelter and freedom; it's a fight for the very right to be treated as human beings! Come together with me, for my baby's death should kindle a fervent call for justice! NEVER FORGET! My son's heart echoes no more, snuffed out by those who now shield themselves in falsehoods. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to unravel the motives of those thwarting my quest for justice. Why silence the cries? Why fabricate tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperately hiding behind their fantasies of ghosts and aliens? This is worse, then blind leading the blind, this is the hateful, leading the foolish, the evil, wolves of deceit, pulling the wool over your eyes! Open your eyes. See the truth! There is nothing in their talk of demons and witchcraft, but victim shaming and slander. Evil people do evil things. Look at the evil they are doing to me right now, look at their tales of hauntings, ghosts, evil spirits, curses, aliens, and witchcraft! It is THEM who is evil, by their own evil talk of demons, they prove how evil they are. By their attempts to hinder the police, they prove how guilty they are.

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.

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, and these hateful busy bodies actively thwart the investigation. Why? What reason could they possibly have other than their own guilt? Anyone impeding justice deserves scrutiny. Anyone standing in the way of a murder investigation can not be trusted, because NO ONE who is innocent would EVER try to HINDER the murder investigation of a baby! It's time to question their motives! It's time to question their allegiance. NEVER FORGET! My son was murdered and these evil people are doing everything in their power to bury the truth. These evil people are doing everything in their power to make you forget about my son's death. Why? No guitless person would do that. NEVER FORGET! Their attempts to stop the investigation is a sign of their complicity. It's time to shine a spotlight on those who actively hinder the pursuit of my son's murderer. My son's killer walks free, and these obstructors aid in this injustice.

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.

Remember what they did to my son! Never forget the price of education for us females! We fight not just for houses or freedom but for the right to be treated as human beings! My baby's murder is a stark reminder that we are not slaves. Stand with me, for my baby's death should never have been the toll for a woman seeking education!

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.

Never forget the evil that took my son! Never forget why they murdered him! Education for us females comes at a cost! Rise up, for we fight not just for houses, not just for freedom, but for the very essence of our humanity! My baby's death is a rallying cry against the injustice we endure.

My son is dead, and these obstructors fuel my fear. What drives them to stop justice? It's terrifying. Who, other than the guilty, tries to halt the investigation? It's time to question the motives of those who oppose the pursuit of my son's murderer.

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 the atrocity committed against my son! Never forget why they took his life! Education for us females is a battle with a heavy toll. Rise with me, for we fight not just for homes, freedom, and literacy but for our very humanity! My baby's death should ignite a flame of justice that refuses to be extinguished!

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 the horror inflicted on my son! Never forget the reasons behind his murder! Education for us females is a costly struggle. Join the fight, for we demand not just homes, freedom, and literacy but the recognition of our shared humanity! My baby's death is a call to arms against the injustice we endure.

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

My child paid the price for my desire to read. Just being a woman doesn't strip me of the right to learn. You, who beat and killed my baby, are wrong. His cries echo, silenced by those hiding in deceit. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins are concealed by stopping the investigation? Unveil the motives of those hindering justice. This is a battle beyond education – it's a fight for our humanity. Join me, for my baby's death demands justice! NEVER FORGET!

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

Never forget the darkness that claimed my son! Never forget why they took his life! Education for us females is a battle that extracts a heavy toll. Stand by me, for we fight for more than homes, freedom, and literacy; we fight for our inherent humanity! Let my baby's death be a catalyst for unwavering demands of justice.

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! My son is dead, and they actively thwart the investigation. Why? What reason could they possibly have other than guilt? Anyone impeding justice deserves scrutiny. It's time to question their motives and allegiance.

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

NEVER FORGET! My son's killer walks free, and these obstructors aid in this injustice. Their attempts to stop the investigation are a sign of their complicity. It's time to shine a spotlight on those who actively hinder the pursuit of my son's murderer.

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.

Remember the tragedy that befell my son! Never forget why they ended his life! Education for us females exacts a heavy toll. Stand with me, for we seek not just homes, freedom, and literacy but the acknowledgment of our shared humanity! Let my baby's death stir your hearts to demand justice.

They want you to forget my son was murdered.

NEVER FORGET!

NEVER FORGET! They ripped my baby from my grasp, extinguished his life, and those opposing justice shroud themselves in deceit. Only the guilty cower from the truth. What darkness are they concealing by blocking the investigation? It's time to unmask the villains obstructing my battle for justice. Why halt the pursuit? Why invent fables of demons and witches? What atrocities are they desperate to bury behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?

Never erase from your memory the cruelty that stole my son! Never forget the reasons behind his murder! Education for us females exacts a toll! Rise with me, for our fight transcends mere walls and freedom; it's a battle for the very core of our humanity! Let my baby's death be a piercing call against the injustice we bear.

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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 Hawaii 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. 

NEVER FORGET! I'm searching for my son's killer, but these bigots try to halt the investigation. It's incomprehensible. Who, except the guilty, fights against finding the truth? Anyone hindering justice deserves scrutiny and suspicion.

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No, really, the information you are looking for is IN the BoomFuzzy novel. I mean, there WAS a reason I gave away ONE MILLION FREE COPIES of it to *cough* people are NOT readers of Fantasy, but rather to social workers, politicians, every lawyer in the state of Maine has a copy, every child protective services DHHS social worker in the state of Maine has a copy, every police officer in the State of Maine has a copy, every FBI agent in New England has a copy.

ALL the information you are looking for is IN the BoomFuzzy novel. Go read it and you'll find it. It's there.

No, it's not on my website. The information you are desperately looking for is not anywhere on my website, it's ALL in the BoomFuzzy novel.

My baby didn't deserve to die because I craved knowledge. Being a woman doesn't make me less human. You beat my child to silence my pursuit of education. What you're doing is a travesty! Hear me now – my son's cries won't be forgotten. The truth will pierce the shadows you hide in. I won't let you bury the justice my family deserves. Stand with me, for this isn't just about education, it's about the right to be treated as a human being. NEVER FORGET!

I don't think my baby deserved to die just because I wanted to go to school and learn how to read and write. Yes I am a female, but that does not mean I do not deserve to learn how to read. How you people treat us women is wrong. You beat me up and killed my baby because I am a woman and I tried to enroll in college. That is not right. What you men are doing is wrong. We women deserve to get an education as well. NEVER FORGET!

My son's cries were silenced by those who now hide in the shadows of deceit. Only the guilty fear the piercing light of truth. What sins are they concealing by obstructing the investigation? It's time to expose the motives of those hindering my son's relentless pursuit of justice. Why silence the pursuit? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperate to shroud behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?

NEVER FORGET! Never dismiss the malevolence that claimed my family with the murder of my son! Never forget the sacrifice education demands from us females! Our battle goes beyond mere shelter and freedom; it's a fight for the very right to be treated as human beings! Come together with me, for my baby's death should kindle a fervent call for justice!

NEVER FORGET! My son's heart echoes no more, snuffed out by those who now shield themselves in falsehoods. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to unravel the motives of those thwarting my quest for justice.

Why silence the cries? Why fabricate tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperately hiding behind their fantasies of ghosts and aliens? This is worse, then blind leading the blind, this is the hateful, leading the foolish, the evil, wolves of deceit, pulling the wool over your eyes! Open your eyes. See the truth!

There is nothing in their talk of demons and witchcraft, but victim shaming and slander. Evil people do evil things. Look at the evil they are doing to me right now, look at their tales of hauntings, ghosts, evil spirits, curses, aliens, and witchcraft! It is THEM who is evil, by their own evil talk of demons, they prove how evil they are. By their attempts to hinder the police, they prove how guilty they are.

NEVER FORGET! These hate mongers actively oppose justice for my son. Their actions betray a fear of exposure. Who, other than the guilty, has a motive to impede the investigation? Their vocal resistance only deepens the shadow of suspicion.

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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.

NEVER FORGET! My son's heart echoes no more, snuffed out by those who now shield themselves in falsehoods. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to unravel the motives of those thwarting my quest for justice. Why silence the cries? Why fabricate tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperately hiding behind their fantasies of ghosts and aliens?

Update: November 3, 2023
(unedited copies from FaceBook, answering comments, about the October 17, 2023 Update, so there has been no grammar fixing or spelling checking)

No. No clue. Do keep in mind that the whole Claire and Leo thing that my mother keeps talking about, not only happened a full decade BEFORE I was born, but it also happened so far BEFORE my parents were married, that my mother was only 5 years old when it happened, YES, my father is old enough to be my mother's grandfather, and me and my mother are so close to the same age that most sisters have a bigger age gap... my mother was a CHILD when I was born... people seem to forget that fact... but also: the conversation you are referancing: I HAVE THE FULL CONVERSATION ON VIDEO - it happened in 2016, and was a conversationn between my mother, her brother Bruce, her sister Barbara, at Mechanics Park in Biddeford, sitting at a picknick table with me and Marcy, while the three of them bragged to their brother Peter and sister Dorothy, about how they had taken Leo's son to a kkaraokee bar, got him drunk, and framed him for beating to death someone whom BRUCE beat to death in the bar... citing that they did so because Leo's son was my dad's son, and my mother wanted him in prison for life, which did happen, he got a life sentance... according to MY MOTHER, he bhad already gone to prison because he burned down the Old Orchard Beach high school in 1968, a thing the Atwaters framed him for according to BRUCE... my MOTHER is the one who is saying I have TWO older brother... NOT me... I am NOT the one saying this... I was asking if anyone knew what MY MOTHER was talking about... like I said before, my MOTHER is obsessed with some woman named Claire, who is the wife of some man named Leo, and my MOTHER is claiming that Leo's wide Claire, had a son by my FATHER.... this is not a new obsession for her... my MOTHER has had a vicious venderta for EVERY woman she encounters named CLAIRE, to the point that she cuts up photos of EVERY actress, and singer named Claire, buy VHS tapes of movies with characters named Claire so she can smash the tapes up... and she has been doing this since at least 1973... 50 years now... she raves and rants about some fire truck my father bought for Clair and Leo's son, a thing which happened BEFORE I was born... it is MY MOTHER and NOT me, who is saying I have an older brother, whose mother is named Claire... what I said, was, I wanted to know if anyone knew who this guy was, whom my MOTHER is claiming is my older brother, because whoever he is I HAVE EVIDANCE THAT HE WAS FRAMED in is WRONGLY in prison, for a thing that my uncle BRUCE was bragging to have done, and I am trying to find out the name of this guy who my MOTHER claims is my older brother, because MY MOTHER, her brother BRUCE, and her sister BARBARA, were bragging to their brother Peter and sister Dorothy, that they framed this guy for a murder he did not commit... I need to take that video footage to this gy's paroll officer, but I do not know the name of Claire and Leo's son, nor to I know the last name of Claire and Leo to find out. My MOTHER claimes she and Brice and Barabara did this to spite Claire, but I do not know anyone named Claire or Leo, and I do not know who this guy is who my MOTHER claimed burned down the Old Orchard Beach high school in 1968, who my MOTHER claims is my older brother.... no, you got it wrong. I never said he WAS my brother... I said, that my MOTHER is bragging that I have an older brother, about 15 years older than me (making him also older than my mother),... I have no clue what my mother, Bruce, and Barbara are talking about... they spent well over 6 hours bragging and boasting about what they did to put this man in prison, laughing and joking about how they framed him... he had JUST been sentanced to life in prison a week they were bragging, and they said they had been closly following the court case to make sure he got life in prison. I have the ENTIRE conversation ON VIDEO...I don't know who this guy is that THEY CLAIM burned down the high school, that THEY claim is my older brother... if what they were bragging they did is true, then some guy out there got a life sentance for something he did not do, and I'm trying to find out who he is, so I can give the video footage to his lawyers because THEY NEED to know what my mother, Bruce, and Barbara are bragging that they did to get this guy framed for murder because my MOTHER believes my father, and not Leo is is fater. If what my MOTHER, BRUCE, and NARABARA are bragging about is true, they they deliberatly got an innocent man put in prison and that's just wrong, and something needs to be done about it.

NEVER FORGET! My son is gone, and those opposing the investigation raise suspicion. What reason, other than guilt, could they have to halt the search for justice? It's time to turn the spotlight on anyone hindering my son's justice.

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No. My mother's mega psychotic obsessive hatred for EVERY woman named Clair (or nicknamed Clara) is WHY the FBI has my mother listed as one of the top 3 suspects in being involved with my son's murder. The blond woman who crippled me and murdered my son, SAID her name was Claire, and she did so like she THOUGHT I knew what that meant. That was November 14, 2013. That same Claire woman attacked a SECONS time, June 26, 2016. It's the 2016 attack that caused my current crippled stated, because I was walking again by the end of 2015. The 2nd attack happened TWO DAYS AFTER, my mother, Bruce, and Barbara were bragging on June 24, 2016 that they had framed the sone of "Claire and Leo" for murder and he got life in prison. During the 2nd attack the blond woman was screaming "YOU TRIED TO KILL MY HUSBAND!" she drove away in a gold Volvo station wagon that was newer then my Volvo but still an old Volvi, the 1995-2000 vintage model. The FBI already FOUND the Clair woman my father was running around with, whose husband's name was Leo, but they are BOTH dead and they have been for a very long time... The FBI FOUND the Claire my mother talks about, but she died of a heart attack, several DECADES ago, and apparatly my mother, Bruce, and Barbara do not know the Claire my mother hates is dead, and went after the son of some other DIFFERENT Claire. The FBI believes my mother talked about her hatred of Claire to someone in ne of her karaoke bar visits, and that person helped Bruce, frame the false Claire's son for murder. But the FBI also found that at the same time, in October 2013, my father took out a $26k loan from a loan shark in Portland and can not account for where that money went. And the FBI found that Ben was paying a guy named Rick $3k a month, also that same time period, with Ben telling Rick that he did not want me having a baby. ALL THREE of them: my father, mother, and Ben, are suspeected of being involved, but INDIVIDUALLY on different things, for different reason, WITHOUT being aware of the involvment of each of the other three. BEN is the only one who had a motive to attack me, and he was VERY vocal about not wanting the baby, to his BISHOP PROVENTIA (Tod Murphey's grandfather, according to the FBI), which DOES in fact put Tod Murphey's mother as a suspect as well, and she and her family are currectly RIGHT NOW being investigated by the FBI, because of the things Porch Bitch has been saying around Biddeford last month. The blond Claire woman is believed to be some one who knows my mother but did not know me and my mother were two different people. The FBI also found the redhaired woman who calls herself Kendra Silvermand, she lives in Waldo, they know her real name and home address... the thing with Kendra Silvermander is all she did was stand there yelling "I'm Kenrrda Silvermander It's My turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine! 'm Kenrrda Silvermander It's My turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine! 'm Kenrrda Silvermander It's My turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine! 'm Kenrrda Silvermander It's My turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine!" The Bunyan woman WAS arrested, but shee has refused to say who the Clair woman is, and because all the Kendra woman did was yell, she had to be released. But the FBI believes this Claire to be the same Clair who is the mother of the son tat Bruce framed for murder, mistakinely thinng it was Leo's Claire's son. The FBI knows what Bruce, Baraba, and my mother said in the video... what is not known is WHO the Claire son they are talking about is. Claire murdered my sonn and crippled me, that is not in question, what is in question, is who the hell IS Claire? Everyone who indicates they know her identity, clans up tight when asked to identify her... INCLUDING Old Orchard Beach Police Officer will Watson, who claims he knows who Claire is, but sais he would not reveal her identity, because his mother in law needed medical treatment and Mark (who is Mark? I don't know, Will Watson did not say) would cut off the money to Will's mother in law if Will handed Claire over. The indenity of Claire is what is being searched for, and that's why now the idenity of porch bitch is being searched for, because porch bitch is CLAIMING to be Claire's daughter. But we don't know who porch bitch is either, and while there are over 40 people coming forwards saying they know who porch bitch is, they too are ALL citing that someone named "Mark" has threatened to kill their friends or family if they identify porch bitch. The FBI believs this whole thing started over my mother's obsession with Claire and that that is why this woman who murdered my son, made sure to know I knew her name was Claire, BUT, the FBI also believs that she thought she was attacking my MOTHER and was unaware that I was NOT my mother. AND the FBI believs the reason THIS claire and not Leo's Claire, the one my mother ACTUALLY is mad at, got involved, is because my uncle Bruce incorrect THOUGHT that THIS Claire, believed to be Claire Cyr of Connecticut leader of the drug gang known as The Cyr Clan, whom Bruce worked for in the 1970s, innorcetly thought she was the Claire my mother was talking abut, so Bruce went after her son, instead of the son on the Claire my mother was acctually talking about. The whole thing is a big tangled up mess, but one thing remains consistant: who thise Claire is, whenever either name is mentioned in an interview, the witness turns into a scared shitless gibbering mess and starts saying "Mark" threatened them and they can't point out who Claire is because Mark will kill their family if they do. So now the FBI als o wants to know, who in the hell is this Mark guy that is threatening everyone, because, EVERY witness mentions him, but they do not identtify him either as anything other then "Mark who needs no last name, everyone knows who he is". Well, I don't know who he is, the FBI doesn't know who he is, so clearly everyone does not know who he is.

NEVER FORGET! My son's dead, and those hindering the investigation are accomplices in his murder. They feign innocence, but their interference screams guilt. Who else but the killer has a motive to silence the pursuit of truth?

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No. I do not know the people my parents know. I was locked in a rusted raccoon trap cage, unable to sit up or stand up, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 52 weeks a year, for 27 years, only let out for the 5 hour Sunday services of the Mormon church each Sunday.

For 16 years my mother sold Avon. She did so, in my name. Once every month or so, to keep up appearances to the neighbors, she would take me with her to deliver Avon to the customers. She only did this, whenever social workers came around asking "Didn't you have a daughter? The neighbors called the police saying they suspiciously have not seen her in a very long time." Because I could not talk, I could not tell the Avon customers where I had been.

The room was inside of the back of a wood shed on the back of the blue house at 144 Portland Avenue. If anyone went in, all they saw was a wood shed. And no one ever took the time to examine the back wall to see that it held a 2nd room behind the wood pile.

I never saw the people who visited my parents. And my parents' friends never saw me.

I have no way of knowing the people my parents know, because from 1983 until 2010, I was a prisoner in that cage, in that room.

And for this reason, I do not know who porch bitch is.

And for this reason, I do not know who Mark is.

But my father is deeply obsessed with Mark. Every other word out of my father's mouth is "Mark this" and "Mark that".

Both my mother and my father rave and rant about porch bitch. Everything is "that fucking porch bitch this" and "that fucking porch bitch that".

It is very clear that whoever Mark is, my father knows him, and they have been friends since at least the 1980s.

It is very clear that whoever the porch bitch is, both my mother and my father know her, and they have been friends since at least the 1990s.

Mark I have never seen. I can not identify him.

Porch bitch, I have seen. She was a member of Elliotts church. She worked at Walmart back then. She is the one who used to shoot a paintball gun at my horse on my farm. But I do not know who she is or why she is so deeply obsessed with me.

I have no way of knowing people I have never seen or met. I do not know why you would think that if my parents knew someone, that I must know them as well. Do you know everyone YOUR parents know?

No. Neither of my parents are cooperating with the FBI. Both have refused to speak to the FBI agents.

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No. You do not understand. ONLY THREE PEOPLE knew I was going to be at the Phi Theta Kappa Award Ceremony. I was extremely sick with H1A1Flue, and had told the college and EVERYONE else that I was not going. I had missed 5 days of college classes as well. It was a big concern because I was 8 months pregnant and so doctors were advising I not go to classes while I had H1AiFlu. The day of PhiThetaKappa, I was feeling better and was out of bed for the first time in over a week. I arrived at Phi Thetta Kappa nearly an hour late, and I only told 3 people I was going: My father who was living with me at the time, I told him as I was going out the door, I asked him to come with me, but he said it was bad enough I wanted to be an educated damned fool I wasn't going to corrupt him by turning him ino an EDF (educated dame fool) as well;. My mother on Foss street at the time, living with my step dad Wayne Whitten, I stopped at her house and asked her to come with me, but she said I was too much of a retarded four eyed freak and she did not want to go anywhere with me because she couldn't be seen in public with a retarded four eyes (I wear glasses). At the time Ben had given me one og his phones, and it called his other phone if I needed help with my car. I called him, as I was leaving my mother's house and asked him to go with me... it was already 8:30PM by that ponit, and THAT is VERY important according to the FBI. The college was over an hour drive, the PhiThetaKappa Award Ceremony would be half over before I arrived.... Ben said he could not go with me, because he had to GO TO THE BOSTON TEMPLE WITH RICK to do BAPTISMS for the dead, on a SUNDAY NIGHT, at 8:30PM... for those not Mormons: ONLY 12 year old virgin girls are allowed to do baptisms for the dead, ALL non caple builds are CLOSED on EVERY Sundany (Sabath) and EVERY Monday (Family Home Evening Days), and even if it had not been a Sunday, the Boston Temple CLOSES AT 8PM, and from here to there is a FIVE HOUR DRIVE.... Clair, Kendra Silvermander, and the bald man, attacked me with golf clubs just after 10PM at the BugLight Light House Art Studio Parking Lot of Southern Maine Community College, and drove off in a SMALL 4-door white pick up truck (not the big one that would show up in 2016)... the FBI is convinced that it was mu father, my mother, or Ben, who told Cllaire where I would be, because NO ONE ELSE but those 3 people know I had changed my mind and went to accept the PhiThetaKappa Award after previously having told everyone, including the college that I would NOT be at the award ceramony.

NEVER FORGET! My child's innocent cries were silenced by your fear of a woman's mind. I dared to defy your norms, to seek the light of knowledge. But you, blinded by prejudice, extinguished that light with violence. We women are not bound by your limitations. We are the carriers of wisdom, the bearers of progress. Deny us education, and you deny the world its greatest potential.

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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. According to my mother, 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.

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, and they actively thwart the investigation. Why? What reason could they possibly have other than guilt? Anyone impeding justice deserves scrutiny. It's time to question their motives and allegiance.

Well, here's an unexpected update:
We know the name of the driver who brings porch bitch to our driveway, because he just killed a woman in Saco:

Remember that Asian woman in Saco that went in trash collecting bottles? She was hit and killed behind Shaws. Park. The truck and driver in report. The truck is that one used to attack me and Mickey at Saco Yacht club is the one that hit her, and it has the drivers name. It's Tod Murphy's cousin from Sanford ward who was driver. That truck and a big black truck are ones that attacked in Old Orchard when I went to police department that night. I told you the Tod Murphy gang was out of control and were going to kill someone if no one did anything to stop them. That's the truck porch bitch comes here with. Mike Provenchar owns it and is the one who killed that woman.

When we (me and Ben) took Koko to Saco Yacht club and that truck kept attacking, coming up on sidewalk 3 times while we were walking, went circles around Ben's car seven times, almost hit the homeless man in the tent in front of water treatment plant, did pop a wheelies by damn and Saco House of Pizza, and then followed us back to Biddeford, and I told Ben that it was same truck who followed me last summer and followed me and Mickey up and down every side street of Biddeford and Old Orchard and I drove to Old Orchard Beach police department and they followed me there, and I told Ben it was odd that they were attacking the day with Koko because we was in Ben's car, not my car, and that ment they knew who Ben was and knew Ben's car... THAT is the truck that just killed the old woman... and it has the driver's name... it's Bishop Provenchar grandson from Sanford Ward church... Brucie's Buddha statue Bishop.

https://www.pressherald.com/2023/11/05/saco-women-hit-and-killed-on-spring-street/ 

If you are local, but don't know this woman by name, and so do not grasp what happened: The Tod Murphy gang, who brings porch bitch here, killed the grandmother of the man who runs Trans market, she is the woman who ran the cash register at Tin Tin Buffet Restaurant

Last time we were walking Koko I told Ben it was odd the Tod Murphy gang trucks hadn't been here in a few days, and they show up almost daily, so NOT seeing the Tod Murphy gang in nearly a week was really odd. Saco police have the porch bitch's driver's truck impounded while a murder investigation is happening. Said they were specifically targeting Asians because of the whole Covid China disease rumor thing, and police do not think it was an accident that they killed this woman because she is Asian and walked that same rough every day and the gang was on the corner waiting for her. ... people always think I'm Asian because I wear Kimono. Would explain them attacking me and Mickey all those times. Apparently they have been attacking Asian women all over the area ever since Covid. Now the Tod Murphy gang has killed one of the Asian women they been harassing

NEVER FORGET! My son's killer walks free, and these obstructors aid in this injustice. Their attempts to stop the investigation are a sign of their complicity. It's time to shine a spotlight on those who actively hinder the pursuit of my son's murderer.

Update: November 11, 2023 - answering FB question about last 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.

NEVER FORGET! I'm searching for my son's killer, but these bigots try to halt the investigation. It's incomprehensible. Who, except the guilty, fights against finding the truth? Anyone hindering justice deserves scrutiny and suspicion.

Update: October 9, 2023

Answering a comment from FaceBook:

You never saw the room Ben and my mother kept me locked in for 27 years from the time I was 8 years old, the one Etiole used to break me out of? Well here you go, photos of it from the 2007 FBI and police reports, THIS is the "room", my mother designed it, my father built it, Bruce hired the priests of the Cape Elizabeth, Saco, and Sanford ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints to rape me in it... from the time i was 8 until 12, when Ben aka the High Purest came along and declared i was his and from the time i was 12 until 31 Ben kept me in this room only allowing me out on Sundays to attend church. still wonder why I hate the Atwaters? When I was 37 years old the FBI showed up and started the investigation into the trafficking ring the Atwaters ran out of 37 Smithwheel Road and 144 Portland Ave, Maine, this room was a pivotal piece of evidence that was roped off and no one allowed in it because of the fbi investigation... that's why the backhoe that ran over this room August 8, 3013 is such a very big importance... look close at the floor, you can see the bones of the the children who didn't survive. I'm a survivor of adults who thought selling children to priests was a good income and this room was the biggest piece of evidence the FBI had until the backhoe drove over the house and carried off the remained, doing the biggest tampering of evidence of a fucking murder investigation ... that's WHY the backhoe drove over the house, because the Atwaters were desperate to hide the evidence of this rooms existence, and that's WHY they started the alien abduction hoax about me and Etiole because they thought if they destroyed the room and gaslighted me by spread alien abduction rumors, they thought they could convince everyone i was crazy for saying i was locked in this room for 27 years... but they didn't know before they did that, that the FBI had already been in the room and has HUNDREDS of photos of every inch of it https://www.eelkat.com/images/a-thefloor.jpg  

Yes, that IS why the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall was so desperate for Colliard to ILLEGALLY build a house on that section of MY LAND that the room was situated on. Yes, there are a LOT of graves of a LOT of children sitting under Colliard's log cabin. Do pay attention to WHO was pressuring the town hall to pressure Colliard to build the log cabin, pay attention too to the fact that the town hall DEMANDED Colliard put the log cabin EXACTLY ON TOP of the ROOM and only the ROOM but not the rest of the house. And yes, there ARE news reports of this one search for "2016 Smithwheel Road Old Orchard Beach child trafficking ring arrested" and you'll find the scap goats who took the fall for my uncle Bruce. Yes, I was one of THOSE children... YES, THAT is what the FBI is investigating my Atwater cousins for.

No. You are incorrect. I can prove neither you, nor anyone talking to you, ever HEARD ME SPEAK. I could not talk until my surgery in June 2016. Prior to my surgery June 2016, I was physically incapable of verbal speech.

I had NO ability to speak before June 2016.

I was MUTE.

And I’ve been bedridden since November 14, 2013, so I’ve not seen anyone face to face since three years BEFORE my surgery,

And I was locked in that “room” from April 1983 until September 2010, and only allowed out of that room on Sundays to go to church, where I was dressed up in pagent gowns and a ton of makeup to show me off to the priests who paid to rape me in that room during the week.

My jaw was broken with a cinder block brick in 1983, so that I could not talk to anyone at church to tell them about the room. However 16 bishops and more then 70 priests of the Cape Elizabeth, Sanford, and Saco Wards of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, my uncles Bruce, Richard, and David and my aunt Barbara, were well aware of the room as they were frequent visitors to that room.

Between 1983 and 2010, you NEVER saw me outside of that room, unless you saw me on Sunday in one of those three churches.

From September 2010 to November 2013, I went outside but I only went to one place: Southern Maine Community College, and I could not yet speak. I was also already in my 40s at that point. I was crippled and bedridden since November 14, 2013, to currently still crippled now in October 2023 a decade later.

Between 1983 and June 2016 you NEVER heard me say a word, talk, yell, nothing, because my jaw was fused shut and I was physically incapable of verbal speech.

WHOMEVER you talked to that you THOUGHT was me, it was NOT me.

WHOMEVER you THOUGHT was yelling at you, it was NOT me.

And I have the medical records to prove it.

You might want to consider the fact that it is well known that someone has been impersonating me both online and offline for a very long time and the FBI has been trying to find out who it is.

Update: November 7, 2022

This week we should be celebrating the 9th birthday of my son.

Instead we are celebrating the 9th anniversary since his murder.

If you have any information, 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.

On top of that, they have also taken to harassing the baby's father, a disfigured, homeless, WW2 veteran, whom they call "Etoile". They spread hateful rumours about him claiming he is a cryptid, a demon, or most often what they term "an amphibious alien". He lives in pine branch lean-toos he builds in Old Orchard Beach and Ocean Park, and they have been hunting the locations of them, tearing them down, and smashing up his belongings.

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" (they 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.

November 21, 2021: They shot "Etiole" in Biddeford, while he was staying at the tent-shanty-village with about 50 other homeless people along the Saco River in Biddeford. They made the claim he was a "suicide demon" citing that he was driving locals to suicide by putting "evil eye curses" on them.

These people murdered my baby, attempted to murder the baby's father, drove a backhoe over our house, and left me crippled for the rest of my life in their attempt to murder me.

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 police and FBI believe I was not the intended target, and that they were likely after my mother because of posts she makes on FaceBook and got us mixed up. The Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police and the FBI are seeking information leading to their identity and arrest.

These people who show up to vandalize, while they scream about aliens and demons and Etiole, prove how retarded they are by their own words.

Why?

Because only a retarded person believes in aliens.

Because only a retarded person believes in ufos.

Because only a retarded person believes in demons.

Because only a retarded person believes in ghosts.

Because only a retarded person believes in haunted cars.

Because only a retarded person believes in demon possessed cars.

Because only a retarded person believes in alien abduction.

The inbred insect locals of Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford, Maine are too damned retarded to know how much of a fool they make themselves look when they run around calling my cars demon possessed, calling my husband an alien, and calling me an alien abductee.

More Info @ eelkat.com

Long detailed info on the over 200 attacks they have done between June 2001 and May 2022, including photos of them driving a backhoe over our house on August 8, 2013 and the details of the malicious "amphibious alien" rumour they have been spreading about a local homeless disabled veteran @
https://www.eelkat.com/AmphibiousAliens.html

Images:

July 4th 2013: my car in front of my house.

August 8, 2013: me getting home from work to find a backhoe sitting on top of my house.

The FBI already found the people with the backhoe incident, and learned that the backhoe driver was paid $600 and given a fake demolition paper, the paper stating one of my relatives (the one who paid him the $600) owned my land. The backhoe driver was unaware that the man he was dealing with was not the owner. I have lived at 146 Portland Ave since 1975 and have owned the land since 1983, it has never been owned by anyone else, even though we have now learned that both my mother and my father and 3 of my uncles had been actively going around Old Orchard Beach claiming they owned my land.

This happened 3 months before my son was murdered and the police and FBI believe my son was murdered BECAUSE of this picture being posted on FaceBook, and my mother making inciting/inflammatory posts about it on HER FaceBook, where she falsely accused me of being a witch. The FBI and OOB police believe the golf club wielding woman of November 14, 2013, is somehow connected to the backhoe driving over my house incident.

Since the murder, 3 other different backhoes have invading my land to dig up my yard, looking for the grave of my son. There is a family cemetery on my land, the stones dating mostly in the 1500s and 1600s, with a few from the past hundred years, the most recent being my son in 2013. 146 Portland Ave has belonged to my family since 1530, and I inherited it in 1983 from my grandmother Helen Ricker Allen. The most recent backhoe attack happened September 19, 2020, when they illegally cut down several trees in my yard, and started construction of a road through my yard between my pink 1975 Dodge Sportsman motorhome and BackElder Brooke, again the backhoe digging up and destroying large portions of my farm, in their search for my murdered son's grave. They dug up 16 of the graves in this attack.

We have had to remove the grave markers from the family grave in order to stop these vandals and their illegally trespassing construction equipment from destroying the graves.

The FBI believes these construction crews are being hired by the golf club wielding women, and believe she is trying to destroy the grave of my son, due to a fear of his golf club smashed skull being used as court evidence against her.

The most recent attacks by these people occurred November 21, 2021 and March 27, 2022 when they attacked my painted Volvo while it was parked at my dad's apartment in Biddeford, both times the vandals also cut all the wires to electricity, internet, and cable off the apartment building, effecting all 9 families living there.

The Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford Police Departments as well as the Portland FBI are seeking any information regarding any and all of these attacks on my family, my home, my land, or my cars.

If you have any information, please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322
ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

And no... to those who asked... the FBI is not looking for info on the 4-door white truck driver... the FBI has ALREADY ARRESTED the driver and owner of the 4-door white truck - 2 different people. The 4-door white truck was owned by Old Orchard Beach Town Hall clerk and Old Orchard Beach Police Department Dispather Kathy Smith, Relief Society President of the Saco Ward of the Agusta Stake Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Her son was the driver. They were both arrested and sentenced in 2017, and were also both excommunicated from the Mormon church as a result of their MANY hate crimes, which included but were not limited to the 4 door white truck attacks of 2013 to 2016.

I don't think my baby deserved to die just because I wanted to go to school and learn how to read and write. Yes I am a female, but that does not mean I do not deserve to learn how to read. How you people treat us women is wrong. You beat me up and killed my baby because I am a woman and I tried to enroll in college. That is not right. What you men are doing is wrong. We women deserve to get an education as well. NEVER FORGET! My son's cries were silenced by those who now hide in the shadows of deceit. Only the guilty fear the piercing light of truth. What sins are they concealing by obstructing the investigation? It's time to expose the motives of those hindering my son's relentless pursuit of justice. Why silence the pursuit? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperate to shroud behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens? NEVER FORGET! Never dismiss the malevolence that claimed my family with the murder of my son! Never forget the sacrifice education demands from us females! Our battle goes beyond mere shelter and freedom; it's a fight for the very right to be treated as human beings! Come together with me, for my baby's death should kindle a fervent call for justice! NEVER FORGET! My son's heart echoes no more, snuffed out by those who now shield themselves in falsehoods. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to unravel the motives of those thwarting my quest for justice. Why silence the cries? Why fabricate tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperately hiding behind their fantasies of ghosts and aliens? This is worse, then blind leading the blind, this is the hateful, leading the foolish, the evil, wolves of deceit, pulling the wool over your eyes! Open your eyes. See the truth! There is nothing in their talk of demons and witchcraft, but victim shaming and slander. Evil people do evil things. Look at the evil they are doing to me right now, look at their tales of hauntings, ghosts, evil spirits, curses, aliens, and witchcraft! It is THEM who is evil, by their own evil talk of demons, they prove how evil they are. By their attempts to hinder the police, they prove how guilty they are.

Yes. A LOT of arrests have already been made. Do keep in mind the April 10, 2015 attack involved 74 people who were wearing Ku Klux Klan style white robes and pillow cases over their heads (which is how you can tell they were not real, actual Ku Klux Klan members as the REAL Ku Klux Klan wear miters on their heads, NOT pillow cases). There are in total MORE THEN 74 people actively being hunted down by twenty-one different Maine police departments, the Maine state police, the Florida State police, the Connecticut State police, and the FBI.

Since the backhoe attack of August 8, 2013, there have been a whooping 24 arrests JUST IN TWO CHURCHES:

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

and

The Sanford Ward of the Exeter Stake of the Church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints.

There have been additional arrests at the following three churches which all have the same owner:

Grace Point in Biddeford

New Life (aka That Church in front of WalMart) in Biddeford

and

Curtis Lake Church in Sanford

Due to the alarmingly high rate of arrests and prison sentences made at these 5 churches, the police and FBI have focused the bulk of their investigation on all members of these five congregations, with the bulk of the investigation being on the two Mormon churches and all friends, family, and relatives of the members of those five churches, as it is believed that ALL people involved in the murder and 20+ years of harassment of my family, are all members of these 5 churches and or friends, family, and relatives of these five churches.

To date, 64 of the 74 suspected white hood wearers of April 10, 2015, have commit suidice, four of which when killing themselves, also killed 5 or more members of their families with them at the same time. One of them was Old Orchard Beach Police officer Bruce Savoy, who killed his entire family and then himself.

The police and FBI believe there is a suicide pact between the 74 attackers who arrived April 10, 2015 on my farm at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine... as 64 of them have now commit suicide, between 2015 and 2023.

Additionally, Agent Andy Drewer was NOT the original FBI agent heading the case. Laura was. FBI agent Laura was murdered February 6, 2021, during her attempt to arrest a murder suspect who was in Florida at the time he murdered her. So in addition to murdering my son, these people have now also murdered an FBI agent.

People around local, seem to forget that what happened April 10, 2015, was not some local hick beating up one person... this was a large PREMEDITATIED ORGANIZED EVENT which drew in a CROWD of WELL OVER ONE HUNDRED PEOPLE to activly participate in beating to deth and beheading ten children, the oldest being aged 16 and the youngest being aged just 4 years old.

What the people of Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford, Maine did was monstrous on levels of extreemes.

And then when the FBI agents tried to arrest these people, they ganged up again on February 6, 2021 and murdered, not one, but THREE FBI agents.

This is an organized terrorist group that is activly killing people here in Maine.... and this Claire woman that murdered my baby, the one the FBI believes is the ring leader who has been organizing these events.... and when I say events... I was NOT the first family attacked.

According to the FBI, the April 10, 2015 attack was the ELEVENTH such attack to happen on Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine since June 2001.

And since the April 10, 2015 attack on my family, this VERY LARGE hate group has repeated this even seven more times, to seven more families all on just one street, all on Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine... in total, this extremist fanatical Christian hate group has murdered more then 120 CHILDREN, just on our one street alone.

And in every case, the grand of white hood wearers was chanting the same mantra: "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach, kill or be killed, remember Saco Shaws". 

This terrorist group is murdering anyone on Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, whom they believe of being gay or transgender, whether or not they are gay or transgender.

These people are beyond evil. And this Claire woman is their leader, and she's the one the FBI wants.

If you have any information, please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322
ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

NEVER FORGET! These hate mongers actively oppose justice for my son. Their actions betray a fear of exposure. Who, other than the guilty, has a motive to impede the investigation? Their vocal resistance only deepens the shadow of suspicion.

Update: February 12, 2023

I have a weird text message… from the woman, a relative who looks enough like me to pass for my twin…from the women, who keeps pretending to be me, the one who lat Aprile pretended to be me and tried to sell my land, the one who in 2007 pretended to be me and hired a guy with a backhoe to dig holes in my land under the guise of putting in a septic system that I never ordered… the woman who in 2013 hired the same back hoe to drive over my house…

the woman the FBI suspects of being the one who hired the golf club woman also in 2013 to cripple me nd murder my baby… the same woman who was in my yard April 10, 2015 again pretending to be me when she locked her cats in my motorhome, the same woman who took out 27 credit cards in my name and ran them each up to $20k max, me, who’s never had a credit card in my life because I can’t count or do math so also can’t do money or numbers, …. The same woman who creates several online accounts pretending to be me on those… that woman… just sent me a text message, wants me to go with her to Bug Light lighthouse tomorrow…

Uhm… Bug Light lighthouse art studio is where I was November 14, 2013, when the Claire and Kendra women broke my spine with a gold club… so, why does this woman who has a 50 year history of impersonating me… the woman who convinced half of Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford that she owned my land, and has half the locals convinced that SHE and not ME, is me… she, suddenly wants me to met with her at the exact location where the blond Claire and red haired Kendra women - whom the FBI are still trying to find out the identity of - crippled me 9 years ago… and she won’t tell me why.

Well, at the moment I am recovering from, a broken pelvis, so, I can’t get out of bed, I haven’t been able to get out of bed since December, it’s not February. So, even if I would meet up with her, which I wouldn’t, right now, I can’t anyways.

She’s an Atwater… yes, the sister of Bruce Atwater… you remember him, he’s the one who was a member of Heaven’s Gate, and is so obsessed with aliens, that he and her, she helped him by pretending to be me, yet again… went around with the whole “amphibious aliens” rumors, making the claim I was abducted by aliens, calling my husband Ben Wildes, an aliens, dubbing him Etiole… he is by the way, the guy you see walking my dog with me in Biddeford… so, yeah you locals have met and talked to “Etiole” quite frequently, he attends the Saco Ward Church or Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and spent 48 years as the High Preist Quarum Leader of the Sandford Ward of the Church of Jesus Christ of atter Day saists, he left the Mormon church in May 2015, after our children were murdered… thhey were kidnapped April 10, 2015, the same day the impersonator bitch locked her ten cats in my motorhome and tried to pretend they were mine, called the police, the police, Will Watson specifically, took her cats, and did not arrest me, because, they weren’t my cats… then she spent the past 9 years running around saying they were my cats and because it happened the same day, she also tries to convince people that mychildren never existed and that her cats are my children… what the fuck? She’s a raving lunatic.

She’s the one who who runs around screaming “Mark and Dan this and Mark and Dan that” and I don’t know who the fuck her Mark or her Dan are, however, the psychotic gun totoing white haired man with a green pickup truck, regularly arrives in my driveway to yell at me a, claiming he’s Mark, while saying I’m deframing him, and I don’t know who the hell he is… but apparently, he’s the Mark she keeps talking about, and she’s fighting with him while claiming to be me, so now, he’s mad at me because of something she said, but I don’t even know who the hell he is or what he’s talking about.

This is the same woman who ran around cutting the internet and electric wires off my Biddeford apartment building in 2021, while screaming about Tod Murphy, and I still don’t know who Todd Muruphrey is yet… except she and her friends claim he was hit by an Amtrak train Nov 21, 2021 at 10PM, and you can check the police records, no one was hit by a train that day… However, as you all saw on my dog walking livestream on Nov 19, 2021 at 6:27pm, 4 women on bikes chased a homeless man on the the freight train tracks a quarter mile away from the Amtrak train tracks… I have it on video and I’m the one who called the police. Apparently, that’s the train accident she was talking about, be she had all the dates and times and names wrong, AND, for a full 8 months after that, I had to deal with her Atwater hoodlums and their friend vandalizing my car… they did more then $10k in damages, which yes, that why I don’t have my car again, in case you hadn’t noticed a 40 year old antique car is rather difficult to find parts for.

This woman… the one who does all of these things… oh yeah, by the way, you remember the woman who cut my 1964 Dodge 330 in half on May 9, 2010… yeah… same damn woman… and the same woman who took a fucking sledge hammer to my 1974 AMC Gremlin… that woman, the same one woman who has done ALL of these things… just sent me a text, wanting me to meet her at Bug Light lighthouse, where her Claire and Kendra buddies crippled me and murdered my baby 9 years ago.

No!

Fucking no!

Why can’t this bitch leave me and my family alone!

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HER!!!

Bug Light? Really? The location where my baby was murdered and I was left crippled for the rest of my life?

Really. She wants me to meet her at Bug Light Lighthouse.

Why?

I don't know.

She won't tell  me. It's all a big secret.

Everything's always a big secret with the Atwaters. Because everything has to be a secret with criminals. If their crimes get found out, they end up in jail. That's how criminal thugs operate. In secret. So she she can't do anything without it being some big grand secret.

Why do you want me to meet you at BugLight, the lcation where my baby was murdered?

It's a secret, I can't tell you, you just have to come and find out.

No.

For one thing my car is not here, because oh, fucking Atwater scum bags vandalized it.

For another thing, I have a broken pelvis, I have been able to get out of bed since a week before Christmas 2022.

This is the 3rd time my pelvis has rebroken, since it was originally broken by the golf club weilding Claire bitch at... oh, BugLight lighthouse!

This is the same woman and her Mark simp from the day the police showed up at my Biddeford apartment to ask:

Police: "You're EelKat, right?"

Me: "No, that's what people call me though. EelKats a fictional character from my books."

Police: "This is Biddeford, right?"

Me: "Uhm? Yeah?"

Police: "And I'm standing here in Biddeford right now, talking to you, right?"

Me: "Uhm? Yeah?"

Officer starts talking in his phone to officers Will and Robby of Old Orchard Beach Police Department: "Yeah, she's right here with me, I'm talking to her right now. Got her Autism car here and everything."

Will and Robbie: "Yeah, that's what I been saying. This isn't her."

Me: "What's going on?"

Police: "Wolfboy is trespassing on your property again…"

Me: "Wolfboy? Who's Wolfboy?"

Police: "Mark. We call him Wolfboy. He calls 911 a few dozen times a day. Constant false complaints about every one. Boy who cries wolf you know."

Me: "Who's Mark? I don't know anyone named Mark."

Police: "Town busy body. Gossips and complains about every one. He's a real pain in the ass. Pardon my French. Can't leave anyone alone."

Me: "Why is he in my yard?"

Police: "Citizens arrest. Says he's arresting you."

Me: "Me?"

Police: "Yeah. He's got some bogus court documents that say you are not allowed on your own property because you're gay."

Me: "I'm gay? How am I gay?"

Police: "Yeah. Well Wolfboy thinks everybody is gay. He's waiting for the gaypocalypse, you know?"

Me: "What's the gaypocalypse?"

Police: "He thinks us guys are going to mass murder all the Christians. We have to deal with his fake 911 calls reporting us gaaaaaayz all the time."

Me: "I take it you're gay?"

Police: "Ahyap, several of us on the department. We don't like jerks like Wolfboy. He harasses people like you all the time."

Me: "Like me?"

Police: "Disabled. He targets disabled women. Thinks it makes him a man. You might not remember me. I was the one who came with the ambulance. You know? I knew you were laid up in bed here and couldn't be in Old Orchard right now, seeing how you can't walk, let alone drive."

Me: "And you said he's in my yard right now?"

Police: "Yep. He says you hired him to dig a septic tank."

Me: "I what?"

Police: "Yeah, we know. We checked. It wasn't you. We got this woman who's impersonating you. She's the one he's trying to arrest right now. She hired him to dig a hole in your front lawn. She says she's EelKat. That's why I'm here, to make sure you are here in Biddeford and not in Old Orchard Beach, right now. Buddy Will and Robbie are dealing with it."

Me: "Why is there anyone in my yard? There should never be anyone in my yard!"

Police: "Yep, we know. Wolfboy and crew do this sort of thing every day. You have no idea how often we have to deal with his crew of chronic 911 false report complainers. Whole family's crazy."

Me: "So, you're telling me there are two people in Old Orchard, right now, on my land, fighting over my land, and one of them is claiming to be me?"

Police: "Yeah, that's the deal."

Me: "He says I hired him to build a septic tank?"

Police: "Yep."

Me: "Do I look like I can afford to have a septic tank built? I have twenty million in medical bills. I can't even walk! What would I even do with a septic system, my bladder and intestines don't work, I wear adult diapers because I can't even use a toilet! Why would I of all people have a septic tank put in?"

Police: "Yeah. I know. I don't think Wolfboy and crew know how crippled you are. That's why we knew whoever he had in your yard, wasn't you. I also, don't think he's ever met you. We showed him a picture of you, and he swears that it wasn't you. We showed him a picture of *name removed* and he says that's you."

Me: "She's not me."

Police: "We know."

Me: "She's been after my land for decades. Was trying to get it aways from Grammy Helen, before I inherited it."

Police: "Oh, we know. Police reports from your Helen Ricker go all the way back to the 60s. They been after the Ricker farm since before you was born. Wolfboy's bitten off more than he can chew this time. He don't know who he's dealing with. He never should have gotten messed up with the Bacon Street Gang."

Me: "Bacon Street Gang?"

Police: "Ahyep. That's who Wolfboy has got tangled up with."

Me: "Who's the Bacon Street Gang?"

Police: "A gang. Think of them as kind of like the local Mafia, only worse. Most of them are doing time for murder. A few of them are out now. I don't think Wolfboy knows that's who he's dealing with any more than he knows who you are. He wouldn't be down there right now claiming she's you if he'd ever actually met you face to face."

That woman and that Mark, are the ones behind most of the rumors and misinformation spread about me.

The woman I know. She's a relative, with a long list of mental health problems.

Her Mark buddy, that the local police call Wolfboy, I don't know. I've never seen him. Never met him as far as I know. Obviously he's some friend of hers, probably one of her exs as she has a lot of them. She's got a bad reputation for slutting around with married men and breaking up families.

But all these wild alien abduction, transgender, ufo, nutcase rumors that get spread about me, whenever I ask "Who told you that lie?" They always say it came from her, my Uncle Bruce, or some guy named Mark.

And clearly this Mark guy is talking about her, but he uses MY name when he does it, because he's convinced she is Me. It's incredibly obvious this Mark guy has never met me and has no clue he's being scammed by her. But it is incredibly annoying because, I'm the one who is crippled for the rest of my life because some blonde bitch named Claire beat me up with a golf club at Southern Maine Community College Bug Light Art Studio on November 14, 2013, while screaming "Kill or be killed, gotta kill the transvestite freaks before they kill us all!" I was 8 months pregnant. That mystery Claire bitch not only left me crippled, she also murdered my baby. Why? Because this mystery Mark guy runs around calling me transgender and gay even though I'm not trans or gay. And he's only doing that because this nut job Atwater woman who pretends to be me, is after my land, so she runs around doing crazy ass shit while pretending to be me, in order to start the crazy ass rumors in the first place!

This Claire woman is the one the FBI is looking for information on. Because no one knows who the hell she is. She's just some random nut job who clawed out of the woodwork and showed up at college one day to attack me and kill me baby, while screaming utter insanity. The guy with her called her Claire, beyond that we've no clue who she is.

This Claire woman is the one wanted for murder, agitated assault, and owes me $20million in medical bills. If she's ever identified, she's also got life in prison for murder to look forward to.

No, I can not identify her: I am blind.

Did you forget I am blind? I've been blind my whole life.

I am legally blind. I can not see faces, not even if you are close to me. I can not make out the colour of skin because there is so little variation in colour from light to dark. I can only identify the attackers by their hair colour, because I am blind and can no see their faces. That is why I do not know who these people are. I'm blind. I've been blind since I was 8 years old. I can only identify people by their scent and the sound of their voice. Yes, the golf club woman attacked a blind pregnant women, and the FBI needs help to identify her because, I'm blind, I can only id her by the sound of her voice, and I've only encountered her twice...

November 14, 2013 when she crippled me with a golf club and murdered my babyat SMCC, and June 26, 2016 when she attacked me with a shopping cart at Scarboror WalMart, she drove away in a gold volvo station wagon. The first time 2 people were with her and they called her Claire. The 2nd time only the red haired woman was with her, and she was screaming "My name is Kendra Silvermander It's my turn to shine!"

I do not know what the faces of wither the blond Claire who drove a gold volvo wagon or the redhair Kendra Silvermander are because I'm blind... I can see exactly 8 inches from my nose, I can't even see the ground to see my own feet. That's why the FBI is in need of witnesses to come forward and identify the 2 women who murdered my baby.

I'm blind, I don't know what they look like, I only know them by their voices.

If you have any information, about the Claire bitch who murdered my baby at BugLight Lighthouse on November 14, 2013, please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322
ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

I am severely disabled. I have been since November 14, 2013. I was paralyzed for 5 months. It took me 18 months to get out of a wheelchair. It's been 9 years and I'm still using a cane and walker to get around, but, after standing and walking for an hour or two, I collapse and have to be carried back to bed, where I end up staying for days, sometimes weeks, before I can attempt to stand up again.

And since that happened, there have been a lot of local rumores.

Plastic surgery reconstructed my face, but I noticeably don't look the same as I did for 40 years prior to becoming disabled. And this has led to a lot of local rumors... people call me a demon, or demon possessed, or an alien, or say I was abducted by aliens and that's why I look different.

Welcome to Maine, where the average person believes aliens and demons are real, and think nothing of driving a backhoe over my house, because im just a demon who deserves it, they vandalized my car repeatedly every few months I who am already disabled and severe difficultly getting out and to the store, have even less ability to get out when my car is in the shop for repairs months to a time, multiple times a year.

This is the reality of how we horrifyingly disabled people are treated, at least here in Maine.

Being attacked in the college parking lot by 3 strangers with golf clubs is what dramatically changed my appearance. Doctors, plastic surgeons, rebuilt my face as best as they could, and they did a very good job all things considering. My vertebrae are broken in such a way that my spinal column is severed and so I have almost no use of my left hand and arm, I have no control over my bladder or intestines so have to wear adult diapers. And Doctors can't operate on this injury because there is an 80% chance of me becoming paralyzed from the neck down if they even attempt surgery.

I have been sent to the top neurological surgeons in America and they've all said, they wouldn't dare take the risk of doing the surgery.

I have been 9 years, actively studying everything I can find on the subject of spine surgery. I follow every medical journal, hanging on every update, watching and waiting for the day, when surgery advances to the point that it is an option for me.

Interestingly, as a side effect of this, I started reading and watching Horror genre, something I did not previously do. Things like The Island of Dr Moreau have become my favorite books and movies. I'm not sure why. Perhaps it is because I can identify with the characters who have those radical body changing surgeries in those books and movies.

In short, I have become fully obsessed with studying all aspects of radical surgery, both real and fictional, in some sort of hope of finding, something, anything, that will help me walk again.

THIS is what this Claire woman with the gold Volvo station wagon did November 14, 2013... and made worse when she attacked the second time June 26, 2016.

The Claire woman with the gold Volvo station wagon, not only murdered my son, she completely destroyed my life, my health, my ability to function on even the most basic levels.

I can't walk, my baby is dead, there's a giant fucking hole in my yard that looks like a Moon crater, and I'm homeless because a fucking backhoe drove over my house.

And because I was paralyzed for 5 months, and spent 18 months relearning to walk, and still can't walk on my own now 9 years later, I also have $20million in medical bills, which is why I can't afford to rebuild my house.

In the meantime, some jackass with a green dump truck that has a black and silver striped nose, dumped hundreds of loads of garbage, actual literal black bags of garbage that he stole from the town dump, and dumped them in my yard. Do you know how much garbage he dumped in my yard? It was one hundred and seventy three feet long, thirty feet wide, and twelve feet tall… yes, the pile of garbage was 173 feet long, 30 feet wide, and 12 feet tall… and it cost me $12k March 2015 to have a garbage company come in and haul it away.

What the fuck?

And you know what the police said? They think this woman and her Mark buddy are having a fuel, but because she's convinced him that she is me, and he's never seen me, so he doesn't know she's not me, that the police think, he's the one doing all the harassing of me and my family, but he thinks he's harassing her and her family and doesn't know he's harassing the wrong people, because she gave him my address as her address.

So, I'm being harassed by some guy who is a total stranger to me, because he's mad at some psycho bitch who was pretending to be me.

And because of all this, I'm crippled for the rest of my life, my baby is dead, a backhoe drove over my house, and then on April 10, 2015 my 10 foster children were kidnapped, and then on May 15, 2025 there heads were nailed to the door of my big pink motor home. So, now not only am I homeless and crippled, but my family has been murdered as well, all because some bitch impersonated me spreading weird ass alien abduction lies, weird as transgender lies, and weird ass gay lies about me, because for some reason she thought that would get her my land, and in doing so, she passed off some guy who went psycho serial killer on me, while thinking he was attacking her.

Yeah.

And so, two criminal ass thugs are funding with each other, and now I'm homeless and crippled and my family is dead, and the FBI is here now, and according to them, me and my family was never the target, me and my family got attacked by mistake because at the start of all this, some ufo nut, thought it would be funny to impersonate me and try to make it look like I believed in aliens, because this whole thing started because of some phoney ass alien abduction ufo haunted car hoax started by my uncle Bruce back in the 1990s, because he was mad, that Stephen King filmed The Thinner movie on my land, and my uncle Bruce was mad that he didn't get to be in The Thinner movie.

All of this started because Stephen King filmed a movie in my yard almost 50 years ago, and an uncle of mine was jealous, so he had his sister, pretend to be me to start some crazy ass alien abduction rumors, her running around claiming she was me while claiming to be abducted by aliens, while dubbing my husband as "etiole" and "amphibious alien", because in their minds that was some kind of revenge porn for not being in a Stephen King movie, and they've spent almost 40 years running with their alien abduction hoax, adding more and more to it all time time, including to start calling me a transvestite... and then, these people who used to live in Utah, my uncle and his sister, come back here to Maine to run around spreading the alien and trans rumour on a local level around Old Orchard Beach and Biddeford, because, I have no ide why... they are just pure evil, and evil things like this are what hate filled evil people do.

Jealousy and hate. That's what fuels her. Pure raw jealousy and hate.

And my family is dead, my house is gone, and I'm crippled, all because some uncle of mine, whom I never even knew before any of this started, wanted to be in a Stephen King movie, and wasn't in a Stephen King movie and for some reason that was justification for all of this.

I don't get it.

The Atwaters are just hate filled, evil scum. You can't do something like this and be anything OTHER than pure evil scum.

Buglight lighthouse is where my baby was murdered on November 14, 2013 by the Kendra Silvermander and Claire bitch duo... why would I want to go there?

What the hell is she even thinking?

Every one who knows me knows my baby was murdered at Buglight lighthouse the beach behind the art studio at Southern Maine Community College in South Portland, on November 14, 2013, the same event that left me crippled for the rest of my life.

So why in the hell would anyone dare ask me to meet them at fucking Buglight lighthouse?

How much more evil can you be?

I don't think my baby deserved to die just because I wanted to go to school and learn how to read and write. Yes I am a female, but that does not mean I do not deserve to learn how to read. How you people treat us women is wrong. You beat me up and killed my baby because I am a woman and I tried to enroll in college. That is not right. What you men are doing is wrong. We women deserve to get an education as well. NEVER FORGET! My son's cries were silenced by those who now hide in the shadows of deceit. Only the guilty fear the piercing light of truth. What sins are they concealing by obstructing the investigation? It's time to expose the motives of those hindering my son's relentless pursuit of justice. Why silence the pursuit? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperate to shroud behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens? NEVER FORGET! Never dismiss the malevolence that claimed my family with the murder of my son! Never forget the sacrifice education demands from us females! Our battle goes beyond mere shelter and freedom; it's a fight for the very right to be treated as human beings! Come together with me, for my baby's death should kindle a fervent call for justice! NEVER FORGET! My son's heart echoes no more, snuffed out by those who now shield themselves in falsehoods. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to unravel the motives of those thwarting my quest for justice. Why silence the cries? Why fabricate tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperately hiding behind their fantasies of ghosts and aliens? This is worse, then blind leading the blind, this is the hateful, leading the foolish, the evil, wolves of deceit, pulling the wool over your eyes! Open your eyes. See the truth! There is nothing in their talk of demons and witchcraft, but victim shaming and slander. Evil people do evil things. Look at the evil they are doing to me right now, look at their tales of hauntings, ghosts, evil spirits, curses, aliens, and witchcraft! It is THEM who is evil, by their own evil talk of demons, they prove how evil they are. By their attempts to hinder the police, they prove how guilty they are.

Update: February 19, 2023

Update: February 19, 2023

??? Weird. ...

So, I just got a flurry of weird text messages… about FabeBook posts? I’ve not seen said posts, so I don’t know exactly what they says, but I’ll respond to the text messages about said posts:

ONE... who is in my yard? It's certainly not me, I broke my pelvis a week before Christmas and haven't been out of bed in 3 months. There should never be anyone in either of my yards, not the one in Biddeford nor the one in Old Orchard...

TWO... when did my cousin Danny die? First I heard of it. Last I knew he was living on a farm up by Heath road in Saco. I haven't seen him since a few years before the grease fryer bomb blew up my house, that happened on October 16, 2006... so it was sometime before 2004 last time I saw Danny. Didn't know he died. That's sad. I liked Danny. He was one of the few good Atwaters...

Three, uhm, what garden? My land in Old Orchard is bare ledge. Not even any soil to plant anything in. It's been that way for nine years. When the backhoe drove over my house August 8, 2013, it also came in with a green dumptruck and strip mined my land, they stole all of my roses, apple trees, grapes, blueberries, and flowers, and took all the top soil down to over six feet deep, strip mined my farm down to bare shale and granite. It would cost over $three-million dollars to buy new top soil to replace what the vandals stole, and I don't have that kind of money, so I've not had a garden since, no vegetables, no flowers, nothing, can't plant anything on bare ledge....

so, yeah, weird, this latest rumor, which states I stole something from Danny's grave to put in my garden. Seeing how, I didn't even know Danny died and I also don't have a garden.

I'm going to assume this is just another Atwater ploy to try to make people forget my son was murdered.

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, and those opposing the investigation raise suspicion. What reason, other than guilt, could they have to halt the search for justice? It's time to turn the spotlight on anyone hindering my son's justice.

........... Update February 22, 2023

So, because I didn't know Danny died, people have started sending me these long lists of Atwaters whom have died since 2015... apparently there are well over 30 - thirty - dead Atwaters, none of whom I knew had died, and many of whom, I never even heard their names before. I'm told they are largely from the Utah division of the Scottish Traveller clans. But I did notice, half of the original twelve are dead? Is that true? No one told me any of this. I had no clue. It says here that uncle Peter and his wife, Bobby's wife Cathy, and even my uncle Brucie are all dead? When did all this happen and why did no one tell me? There a bunch of cousins, second cousins, and third cousins on the list too, but I've never heard any of their names before I have no clue who any of them are.

There also seems to be some weird thing where they are saying no one ever told them my son was murdered November 14, 2013... my mother, my father, my step father Wade, aunt Barbara, uncle Dickie, uncle Brucie, cousin Danny, and Danny's wife Amanda all knew about this. Barbara showed up at the hospital and tried to get me to join her in some stupid ass medical scam she said she was running via her EMT job, she wanted me to be some poster child for some medical scam website she was running, she said she could get more money if she had a real cripple on her website. Dickie and Brucie were both at my Water St apartment the night it happened and they were mad that the police showed up to question my family and found them there with my daddy and some private detective, I don't know who the private detective was... according to the FBI agent in charge of the murder investigation, my dad hired the private detective to trail my mother and her then husband Wade, and Dickie and Brucie were helping my father with that.

Barbara, Dickie, and Brucie were all at the hospital November 2013, when I was paralyzed.

Barbara knew I was in a wheelchair, because in 2014, at Saco Shaw's, she stopped to talk to me, while I was shopping and in the wheelchair.

I'm also being told most of them are claiming they didn't know a backhoe drove over my house. Uncle Joey in Australia, not only knew about the backhoe driving over my house, by the FBI has copies of the $600 wire he sent to the backhoe driver. My father is the one who forged the demolition permits, with some guy named Dan who I never heard of before.

Also, you remember Barbara's ex Paul Martal... do you know what he's in prison for? FBI arrested him in 2016, for not one, but many bombs that he built, including the bomb that blew up my house October 16, 2006 and wait for it... the Boston Marathon bomb in 2013, he built it and sold it to ISIS.

The Atwaters claiming they know nothing of the 2006 bomb, is a lie, considering the FBI arrested some of them for it.

The Atwaters claiming they knew nothing of the backhoe driving over my house August 8, 2013, that replaced the bombed house, is a lie, because because Joey is the one how organized and funded it and he's going to straight to prison if he ever sets foot in America again, the FBI is ready to arrest him the moment he sets foot outside of Austraila. They have uncovered all the evidence they need to do so.

Barbara posted the message on my FaceBook wall: "The next head nailed to a door will be yours", she posted that message May 14, 2015... the DAY BEFORE my foster children's heads were nailed to the door of my motorhome. I didn't know she posted that message... the FBI agent, had screenshots of it that he had made, he showed them to me in June 2016... I didn't know she had posted that on my wall.

Yvonne and Shem, posted on my FaceBook wall more then two hundred pictures of themselves holding various guns, and on every post they wrote the words: "This is the gun I'm going to kill you with." Again, I did not see the posts, because I was in the hospital, paralized, I was paralyzed 5 months, I was 18 month relearning to walk... I've been bedridden for the last 9 - NINE - years... I found out about the death threats Shem and Yvonne were posting when an FBI agent, the one, who is now dead. Larua, she was murdered February 6, 2021... arrived, at my 6x8 tarp that I was living under in my yard... she arrived, with a huge stack of printed out screenshots of death threats posted by them, along with 27 FaceBook accounts all owned by Brucie, most of them using variations of Doris's name... all 29 of those accounts spent the entire of 2014, 2015, and 2016 DAILY posting death threats on my FaceBook wall, and often mentioned the November 14, 2013 murder of my son, the August 8, 2013 backhoe, and the April 10, 2015 SWAT team... the SWAT team being something I never mentioned online... also... the police department is in search of a VERY UNIQUE murder weapon that was used in the May 15, 2015 beheadings, and the crackhead Camilla, the cocaine dealer for the Bacon Street Gang, who is an Atwater, has been since October 2021 showing up on my Biddeford front porch to gibber about... that murder weapon... the police and the FBI never released to the public what the murder weapon was, because it is a VERY UNIQUE one of a kind hand made item. And yet, MANY of the Atwaters... 23 of them, showed up in my Biddeford driveway January 8, 2021 to gibber about that murder weapon while also chanting "God-King-Trump".

And the thing I don't understand is who in the fuck are these people and why do they think I should know who they are and why do the police and FBI think I know who they are? I don't get it. Before the FBI showed up asking questions about Shem Atwater, I had never even heard the name Shem Atwater before. I have no fucking clue who Shem Atwater is. And yet, the FBI hs got reams and reams of website screenshots of FaceBook posts made by someone named Shem Atwater, and it's nothing but hundreds and hundreds of death threats, bragging to building bombs, talk about plots to murder my family... what the fuck? Who in the fuck is this psychopath and why is he obsessed with me?

According to the FBI, he's some relative of one of my mother's relatives, ut I don't understand why anyone would think I would know any of my mother's relatives when I barely even know my mother!

But the FBI started showing up with these print outs from Shem Atwater's FaceBook and all the death threats he posts there, in 2007. I didn't know who Shem Atwater was back in 2007, and I still don't know who he is today, but, the FBI agents show up every 2 to 4 months, with yet more print outs of "here's his latest death threats about you". But then, January 15, 2021, the FBI shows up, with footage off my January 7, 2021 livestream, and point to the guy in my driveway who was chanting "God King Trump" and the FBI says, that's Shem Atwater and, they think he's getting more dangerous and is planning to kill me, my brothers, my mother, my pets, and my neighbors, and THAT is why he was in my driveway January 7, 2021 chatting "God King Trump"

What the fuck?

I don't even know who this guy is or what his problem is. I dont understand any o this.

My baby was murdered, and I'm focused on that, I haven't got a clue what this stupid ass shit the Atwaters are doing is. I don't even have contact with the Atwaters so why are the FBI and police coming over here and asking ME of all people questions about this Atwater and that Atwater... wanting to know if I know these Atwaters and those Atwaters, when I've never met the Atwaters and don't even know their names, what the fuck?

What does anything the Atwaters do even got to do with me at all?

My son was murdered. I don't give a flying shit about the fucking Atwaters. I want to find my son's murderer. 

I don't think my baby deserved to die just because I wanted to go to school and learn how to read and write. Yes I am a female, but that does not mean I do not deserve to learn how to read. How you people treat us women is wrong. You beat me up and killed my baby because I am a woman and I tried to enroll in college. That is not right. What you men are doing is wrong. We women deserve to get an education as well. NEVER FORGET! My son's cries were silenced by those who now hide in the shadows of deceit. Only the guilty fear the piercing light of truth. What sins are they concealing by obstructing the investigation? It's time to expose the motives of those hindering my son's relentless pursuit of justice. Why silence the pursuit? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperate to shroud behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens? NEVER FORGET! Never dismiss the malevolence that claimed my family with the murder of my son! Never forget the sacrifice education demands from us females! Our battle goes beyond mere shelter and freedom; it's a fight for the very right to be treated as human beings! Come together with me, for my baby's death should kindle a fervent call for justice! NEVER FORGET! My son's heart echoes no more, snuffed out by those who now shield themselves in falsehoods. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to unravel the motives of those thwarting my quest for justice. Why silence the cries? Why fabricate tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperately hiding behind their fantasies of ghosts and aliens? This is worse, then blind leading the blind, this is the hateful, leading the foolish, the evil, wolves of deceit, pulling the wool over your eyes! Open your eyes. See the truth! There is nothing in their talk of demons and witchcraft, but victim shaming and slander. Evil people do evil things. Look at the evil they are doing to me right now, look at their tales of hauntings, ghosts, evil spirits, curses, aliens, and witchcraft! It is THEM who is evil, by their own evil talk of demons, they prove how evil they are. By their attempts to hinder the police, they prove how guilty they are.

January 15, 2021, a few days later, the fbi shows up with half the fucking plice department, here at my biddeford apartment, said they followed lucy and barbara up here from some attack on the president in washington dc and wanted to know if U'd seen them? what the fuck? I have no clue. I've not see Lucy since 1994 and I've not seen Barbara since 2013 the day she tried to get me to join her weird medical scam plot. But according to the FBI... they were watching my Twith livestream tht day, so they saw the "God King Trump" chanters, as did all of my viewers, I was live and my webcam faces the driveway window so, they were chanting "God-king-trump" on my Twitch livestream... according to the FBI, those 23 people were Lucy's crew and the had stolen stuff from the White House, and were carrying the stolen white house stuff while chanting in my driveway... the FBI wanted to know if I recgonined any of them, and I didn't, the FBI had tons of pictures of them, and I don't know who any of them were... but according to the FBI, they are the adult children of several of my cousins, via Lucy and Barbara's kids. What the hell?

I am so sick and tired of the FBI showing up here and questioning me every few weeks, because of some fucking ass shit Barbaras family is doing, when I don't even know Barbara's family! I haven't babysat for her kids since I was 12 years old and that was fifty fucking years ago!

Tell me, how do so many Atwaters have inside information about the murder weapon that was used to behead my ten foster children on May 15, 2015... when those police records are sealed, were classified by the FBI, and only me, 6 FBI agents, 3 police officers, and of course the murderer, know what the murder weapon was?

I don't know who contacted the FBI... it wasn't me. I assume is was police officer Will Watson as he was the original head of the police investigation or Liz Coleman. The were the police officers in charge, and the first FBI agent showed up WITH Liz Coleman.. And yet, I have many THOUSANDS of hate emails, hate snail mail letters - hand written and signed by Atwaters, accusing me of sending the FBI to "snoop in on them" as they put it. Good god! The FBI is over here interigating me 2 or 3 times a fucking month! The Atwaters act like they are the only ones who have to deal with FBI agents hanging around all the time! At least with me the FBI are here trying to help solve a crime, not interigating me of being a criminal... my fucking son was murdered! Atwaters bitching about the FBI questioning them, well maybe they shouldn't be posting death threats all over my FaceBook wall constantly none stop, the same week my sn was murdered, but that's what they are being questioned about.

I never sent the FBI anywhere... I don't control the FBI, and anyone who thinks that is got some serious mental retardation issues.

I didn't even know the FBI was actively going from Atwater to Atwater questioning them, and I wouldn't have known, had the Atwaters not been writing long hate letters and mailing them to me.

My son was murdered in 2013... it was 3 years later, when the FBI showed up to talk to me, for the first time, and yet they informed me, they'd been on the case for three years at that point and had some pretty daming evidence, about one Atwater: Paul Martal, whom I've never met, didn't even know he existed... he got 14 years in prison for the 2006 bomb that blew up my house. But what the FBI wanted to know was: Why me? It appeared he didn't know me any more than I knew him. According to the FBI, Paul Martal was in heavy contact with 2 people, and the FBI believes it's one of them, who hired the golf club woman to murder my baby November 14, 2013...

And I never even met Paul Martal! He and my aunt Barbara broke up before I was even born, so what the fuck?

...and the problem is, I've not mentioned it to the family, The Atwaters, so they don't know, not even my parents know, but on September 12, 2021, there was another attack. I've not released any details, nor have the police or the FBI, One of the biggest ones yet. The FBI pointed out one thing... the attacks stopped when one of te two primary suspects died. They said they had reason to believe the one, of the two suspects, whom they believe murdered my son, died... so how did the the September 12, 2021 attack happen?

When that attack happened the FBI asked me to repaint paint my car: put the info from 2 different events, with the dates reversed, to see WHO would notice it was wrong. Someone DID notice it was wrong: Crackhead Camilla, cocaine dealer of the Bacon Street Gang, she showed up on my Biddeford porch less then ten hours after I painted my car. She noticed the incorrect date for the incorrect event... and she has said WHO told her... and it was one of the three people who arrived at the hospital November 2013... except, 2 of those 3 people are now dead, and the one she's naming, is the one still alive.

Who is it, who runs around telling people I believe in aliens? That same person. I don't believe in aliens. I'm the one who proved aliens and alien abductions to be a hoax, did that in 2007, posted my findings proving aliens a hoax here: https://www.eelkat.com/AmphibiousAliens.html

Who is it, who runs around claiming I say things about Utah Atwaters, people who I've never heard of, people I've never met? That same person.

Whose husband is right now sitting in prison for building the bomb that blew up my house? That same person.

Camilla was the bridesmaid of who? That same person. 

How old was I at that wedding?

Three.

Yes.

I was THREE YEARS OLD the first, last, and ONLY time I ever saw ANY of these people.

I do not remember any of these people. Why would I? I was fucking THREE YEARS OLD the ONLY time I ever encountered any of them.

And that is why I can't understand why these people are so psychotically deranged obsessed with me.

I don't know these people. I wouldn't know them if I saw them. I don't know what they look like. I don't even know their names!

And yet, according to TWENTY-ONE police departments of FIVE different states, these people are MEGA big time uber super duper obsessed with me on insane levels, to the point that, they are a group of well over FOUR HUNDRED PEOPLE, who do NOTHING but spent 8 to 10 hours a day, every day, for YEARS now, comparing the methods they plan to use to kill me and my family, on a FaceBook group that is dedicated to brainstorming ways to harass me.

What the fuck?

According to the FBI, the FaceBook Group was started by MY MOTHER and is called "Dog Murderer: The Real EelKat" and was started in November of 2008, when her Old English Sheep Dog, Toby, died. She and her friends from the Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, created the original posts, which were horrendous articles about animals being tortured to death, with them claiming I was the one killing said animals... ironically, these were in fact descriptions of how my own cats, dogs, horses, and birds were killed, and the police believe that my pets were killed by one of my mother's nephews, they believe he used the stuff my mother wrote as "instructions" for how to kill my animals!  

The police say that ALL members of this FaceBook group are either relatives of my mother and or members of one of the fifteen different churches she attends.

The police and FBI also say that this horrifying FaceBook group is the source for all the alien abduction rumors, the ufo rumors, the demon rumors, and the cryptid rumors. They say too that all the rumors about Etiole and the Goldeneagle are also sourced from this FaceBook group.

NEVER FORGET! They ripped my baby from my belly, extinguished his life, and those opposing justice shroud themselves in deceit. Only the guilty cower from the truth. What darkness are they concealing by blocking the investigation? It's time to unmask the villains obstructing my battle for justice. Why halt the pursuit? Why invent fables of demons and witches? What atrocities are they desperate to bury behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?

To make it even worse, the police say they have located at least TWENTY - SEVEN FaceBook accounts that are impersonating me, pretending to be "EelKat" and are actively claiming to be an alien abductee! According to the FBI, these 27 FaceBook account were run by Bruce Atwater, Lucy Atwater, Shem Atwater, Yvone Joneson, and Brooke Johnson... and, I don't know who those people are, other then Bruce. Bruce is the deranged uncle who started the alien rumors about Etiole 50 years ago, back when I was 4 years old.

NEVER FORGET! They tore my son from my womb, smashed his innocence, and now those standing against justice cloak themselves in lies. Only the guilty fear the truth. What are they hiding by stopping the investigation? It's time to expose the monsters hindering my fight for justice. Why silence the search? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperate to conceal behind their madness of ghosts and aliens?

But who are Lucy Atwater, Shem Atwater, Yvone Joneson, and Brooke Johnson? I don't know. All I know is the police say they have been actively creating hundreds of accounts on Reddit, KBoards, FaceBook, Twitter and other places, all impersonating me is some sort of defamation attempt, that has no basis in any sort of logic at all. 

NEVER FORGET! My son's life was cut short, and those opposing the relentless pursuit of truth wrap themselves in a cloak of suspicion. No one but the murderer has any reason, any motive to hinder the police investigation. What are they trying to hide by obstructing justice? It's time to uncover the motives of those hindering my son's fight for justice. Why do they demand the investigation cease? Why do they make up wild rumors and lies of demons and witches? What do they seek to hide behind their ravings of ghosts and aliens?

I don't know who these people are o why they are doing this, but, the FBI says it is my mother who is getting them worked up. The FBI says my mother is the one contacting them and spreading weird lies about me to them, and that is in turn causing them to get worked up and react.

NEVER FORGET! My son's heart echoes no more, snuffed out by those who now shield themselves in falsehoods. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to unravel the motives of those thwarting my quest for justice. Why silence the cries? Why fabricate tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperately hiding behind their fantasies of ghosts and aliens?

The FBI says these people BELIEVE I am spreading rumors about them, because my MOTHER is telling them I am, but.... I don't even know who these people are, so how could I even be talking about them at all?

I am so confused by all of this.

NEVER FORGET! My son's cries were silenced by those who now hide in the shadows of deceit. Only the guilty fear the piercing light of truth. What sins are they concealing by obstructing the investigation? It's time to expose the motives of those hindering my son's relentless pursuit of justice. Why silence the pursuit? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperate to shroud behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?

FBI Agent Andy Drewer and Police Detective Bower say that my mother suffers from Narcissism and is jealous that one of my books sold a million copies, and started this hate war with her relatives  as a way to get back at me for being successful. What the fuck?

But then, the whole time all of this is happening, I have been hospitalized with a broken spine, and I wasn't even aware any of this was going on.

NEVER FORGET! They ripped my baby from my womb, murdered his innocence, and those opposing justice cloak themselves in deception. Only the guilty fear exposure. What secrets are they concealing by halting the investigation? It's time to unveil the motives of those obstructing my son's fight for justice. Why halt the search? Why concoct tales of demons and witches? What darkness are they trying to bury behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?

And now, 9 years after being paralized, I'm starting to walk again, and people are asking me why no one ever told them I was crippled, and many are saying they did not know I was not online the past 9 years, because they had thought the fake impersontion accounts were me, so... nw I've got HUNDREDS of people contacting me, just as confused as I am, them wondering why they never were told I was paralized and bedridden all these years.

Who KNEW I was paralyzed for 5 months, 18 months in wheelchair, and 9 years serverly crippled, bedridden... but neglected to tell anyone in the family? That same person.

Who is it, who is right now spreading rumors and lies about me, my brothers, and my mother, all over FaceBook? That same person.

Do you know what gaslighting means? Look at what she's doing. It's called gaslighting. It means she is trying to cast doubt on the victims, in order to make the victims look guilty, as a way to try to hide, her own crimes.

Ask yourself why you didn't know my son was murdered?

Ask yourself why you didn't know I was attacked by a blond woman with a golf club, left for dead, almost died, and have been crippled on paraplegic levels ever since?

Ask yourself why you didn't know I was paralyzed for 5 month?

Ask yourself why you didn't know I was in a wheelchair for 18 months?

Ask yourself why you didn't know my foster children, where not only murdered, but their heads were nailed to my door?

Ask yourself why you didn't know when Barbara, Brucie, and Dickie were all at the hospital, and knew what had happened. Why didn't they tell any of you? Why did they pretend not to know? Why did they hide for the rest of the family, what had happened to me?

Here's an important thing to ask: Why did none of you know the FBI was here investigating a very brutal murder that coincided with a LOT of harassment, vandalism, and hate crimes that were on levels of alarming extremes?

It's called impeding and FBI investigation.

Someone, in the Atwater family, has been very actively lying to all of you about what happened to me and my family... why? What is their motive? If they have nothing to hide, then why arethey bending over backwards to try to keep every one of you from finding out what happened to me, my son, my house, my yard, and my foster children?

Why?

Only the person doing these crimes, who any motive to try to cover them up.

Only the person who murdered my son, would have any motive to go out of their way to do everything in their power to try to make you forget he ever existed.

Only the person who did these things has any motive, to try to cover it up.

Only the person behind my son's murder has a motive to try to convince you I believe in aliens, when it's damn well documented that I don't believe in aliens.

Think about that, next time an Atwater starts spreading rumors about me, my mother, my father, my brothers, my husband, my dead children, or my dead son.

Also... who is it who told you that I knew about all these deaths in the family? Was it one of the three people who was at the hospital and knew what happened to me, but never told you all?

Also, yes... I have noticed that Dickies supposed death date is a full 3 months before he was at the hospital, before he was visiting my dad with Brucie and and having a meeting with the private investigator about Wade Witen... that's puzzling... but then again Brucie had faked his own death 4 times since the 1980s, each time to invade IRS fraud, so the Atwaters do have a history of faking their deaths. I know this because the FBI has all that info too and when interviewing me, they wanted to know if I was aware of the faked death, by 3 of the original 12 Atwaters... yep, three of the brothers have faked their deaths multiple times. So... when you people tell me Dickie and Brucie are dead, yeah, I kind of don't believe you.

Also, Barbara is the one going around telling everyone that Danny is dead and his grave is being vandalised... several people have told me that Danny is dead, his grave was being vandalised, and I a bedridden crippled, was being blamed for the vandalism, and I asked each of these people who told them this, and every one of them stated they recieved either a rtext, post, comment, email, or phone call from Barbara, some said she told them face to face in person... near as I can tell NO ONE other then Barbara os saying Danny died, no one other then Barbara is saying his grave is vandaised, and no one other then Barbara is saying I did it... also newsflash... my camera runs 24/7/365 ever since the day my foster children's heads was nailed to my door, so I can prove where I was and what I was doing every minute from May 16, 2015 to right now. The camera runs 24/7 in hopes of catching the murderer returning to attack again. Smile... if you've ever said anything to me online or offline, I have video footage of you doing it.

In case you've forgotten who Barbara is, besides being Bruce's sister, she's the 2 year old girl who was run over by this car. https://www.eelkat.com/images/1964dodge330_theGoldeneagleWorldsMostHauntedCar.jpg My 1964 Dodge 330 the one that was cut in half on May 9, 2010 by raving lunatics of the Saco Ward church calling it demon possessed. She's the one who started the rumor that the car was haunted, possesed by a demon and tried to kill her. The car used to belong to Dr Larochell, who paid Barbara $20k to stop her from spreading rumors about his car. Her rumours about his car got so bad that locals started attacking him, so in 1975 he sold the car and I bought it specifically to prove that it was niether haunted demon possessed and Barbara was just delusional and trying to get attention.

After I proved the car not haunted, I let a local elderly homeless man sleep in the car at night, while the car was parked behind my barn, 175 feet from the road in the forest where it could not be seen from the road, so no one knew the WW@ veteran was sleeping in my car... until that is, in 1978, Barbara tresspassed on my land, found him there, declared him first a demon, then in the 1990s started calling him "The Amphibious Alien"... Barbara is the only Atwater who ever learned French and guess what, she is also the one who coined the name "Etiole" and started calling the homeless WW2 vet "Etiole" and she is the one who has been vocal in instigating EVERY SINGLE attack on Etiole and my 1964 Dodge 330.

Also, do take a look at Barbara... we look alike, she and me... we can almost pass for twins. And what keeps happening around locally? People keep saying they are encountering me doing and saing things in places I've never been to, to people I've never heard of!

Also, every time I go outside, people - ttal strangers - keep coming up to me and asking me why I am emailing them stuff about aliens, and newsflash: I don't even use email! What the hell? I couldn't eail some one even if I wanted to!

In November, this guy comes up to me, he's about 90 years old and carrying this massive stack of sheets of paper - like 300 sheets, it's an entire reem of paper, and he starts waving it around and says it's print out of all the emails I sent him just in the past week, he says he gets more then three thousand emails from me on a daily basis and it's all crazy stuff about aliens... I looked at the papers and, the emails are coming from tons of emails with the word "eelkat" in the name, but they aren't mine. I'm not sending these things out to people and I don't know who is... but I do know who has a history of impersonating me with emails: Barbara!

In 1996, she started an email war with the Atwaters, with two emails, one that she said was heres, and one that she said was mine.

At that point... I had never had contact with an American, or TV, or electricity... I had never heard of computers or internet or email... he email war, was her, impersonating me, and sending hundred of hate filled emails to my aunts, uncles, and counsins... I found out about it a year later when Bishop Paul Morgan of the Cape Elezabeth Ward (no, not the Portland Ward, but yes the same building) called me in to his office one day, to ask why I was sending so many hundreds of emails about aliens and alien abductions to him and 750 other members of the church. No that's not a typo... seven hundred and fifty members of the church...

I had 3 questions for Paul Morgan:

1: What's email?

2: What are aliens?

3: What's alien abduction?

I had never heard of those 3 things before.

Paul Morgan had print outs of those emails, and it took me over a month to read those more then six thousand sheets of paper, but I read every one of them.

Paul Peterson, administrative director of Pine Land Center Insane Asylum... he showed up at church a few weeks later, yeah... turns out, several Atwaters used to be, how shall we call it... straight jacketed in padded cells because they were insane... and Pine Land Center, government run mental health institute, lost funding, shut down, in... oh look... 1996... and literally just let formally straight jacket nut cases, walk free out the front door. It's not hard to find out who the inmates of Pine Land Center were... the micro films are available in New Gloughster. So, yeah, that evidance exists and says a lot.

ALL of the rumors about me, my mother, my father, my brothers, my husband, my cars... all the Demon rumors, all the alien rumors, ALL of it... every single rumor, all the way back to the 1960s... all of them, were started by one person, Barbara, because, she was the 2 year old girl who was hit by that car, and she's pissed that I bought it, and she's even more pissed that Stephen King, my neighbour at the time, made a movie about it... did you know my real name is Christine and that's why the car is named Christine in the movie, even though the real car was named The Goldeneagle.

After Christine, Stephen King returned to film Thinner on my farm, and THAT is why, Barbara, has had endless amounts of jealosue rage and hatred for my farm, my land, my house... did you know I've rebuilt my house 5 times now... the backhoe has driven over THREE houses on my land, we keep rebuilding and it keeps coming back... but before the backhoe there was the bomb... and who did the FBI arrest for building that bomb again? Barbara's husband Paul Martal. That's what he went to prison for. He built the bomb that blew up my house, the FBI found him with the bomb parts in his house and car.

That's why, I always ask, when these weird rumors about demons and aliens show up... who told you? And EVERY SINGLE PERSON, EVERY SINGL TIME... they always say: "Barbara told me", "Baraba said it" , "Barbara called me" , "Barbara emailed me"... and so, I'm not surprised to find out that the rumors flying around this week, are once again, started by the same person who always starts them: the pissed off now adult, 2 year old girl, who 60 years ago was run over by the world's most haunted car, and is the one who both declared it haunted and dubbed the homeless man living in it as "Etiole"

Know your sources people. Do your background checks. Find out if the one spreading the rumors about me, might actually have a motive. Barbara REALLY hates that car. And at the core, her hatred of that car, her rage that Stephen King made it famous, is the cause of everything.

But guess what: Barbara and Brucie and their fucking endless jealose rage, is why I'm crippled, why my son is dead, why I've had to rebuild my house on my land five fucking times now... I'm not bothering any of them, I never have , and I don't know why they are bothering me! I want those bastards to fucking leave me, my family, my cars, my land, and anything else of mine alone.

NEVER FORGET! My son's dead, and those hindering the investigation are accomplices in his murder. They feign innocence, but their interference screams guilt. Who else but the killer has a motive to silence the pursuit of truth?

Update: February 25, 2023

Uhm… okay… so, a member of the Sanford ward church was just in a rage yelling at me about the drug raid across the street last year at the missionary apartment and this being the 18th anniversary of the dead girl in the Scarborough marsh… and, I'm not sure why they are yelling at me about it…but they were mad saying: "Why is the FBI here talking to you about the dead girl in Scarborough. You aren't family."

Uhm… no, but I am the one who found the body and called 911 to report it. And I've had to deal with police and FBi questions in regards to her death for the past few decades every single time they get a lead they show up and ask me:"So tell us once again what you saw." And I tell them yet again about the girl with no head, the thirty dogs with no heads, and that, I never saw her or the dogs before.

I was driving to work and they were all laid out ritual like in the road, not a one of them had any heads. Not the girl, not any of the dogs.

First experience with headless bodies… but far from the last. And police and fBi believe the killer was there and saw me call 911 and that's why my 75 pet roosters had their heads cut off and their bodies tied in rope nooses and hung in my Orchard fruit trees and rose bushes shortly after.

I can show you where ever body was the girl and the dogs. The first one was at the Ross rd Portland rd intersection at the light by where the medical building is now. The next one was at the Eastern trail Bridge just before the rv center. There was another at the cascade rd intersection by the flea market... they continued like that all the way to the Scarbourogh marsh. All black dogs, mostly Rottweilers and black labs, more than 30 of them, leading in a path to the dead girl. None of them had heads. Not the girl or the dogs.

It was after dark, I was on my way to Macy's.

The fbi says they think it was the same person who beheaded my cousin Murphy in 2013, beheaded 75 of my roosters and hung them from nooses in trees in 2007, murdered my son in 2013, and beheaded my mother's cats in 2015... he says there were 11 other beheading like this between 2001 and 2015 all of them invloving a huge amount of pets, mostly dogs and cats, but also birds and horses… in title more then 500 pets just on Portland Ave in old Orchard beach alone, the first one was a German Shepherd in June 2001 whose head was hung on the bucket of his owners bulldozer, and there have been 7 more since 2015 to 2021, all on Portland Ave, Ross rd, and Cascade Rd.

The dead girl in Scarborough had no head, neither did any of the dogs. I'm the one who called the police.

I was there when they found Timmy Murphy on cascade and Ross rd intersection. He had no head either.

My cousin Murphy, the newspaper said he was hit by a truck. But that's not what happened. I was there. Police made me wait 3 hours while they looked for his head. I got questioned all over for that. It happened June 2013. Backhoe drove over my house August 8, 2013, and golf club woman attacked November 14, 2013... fbi thinks the backhoe and golfclub attacks were both because I was there when Timmy's body was being wrapped up by police. The police found his head 2 weeks later down by my driveway on Portland Ave almost a half mile from where they found his body.

They believe the killer of my cousin Timmy was at the scene while the police were questioning me, and that's how the killer knew to target my house with the backhoe a month later… the issue with that is, one of my uncles, paid the backhoe driver, but that uncle lives in Australia and wired the money to the backhoe driver. The police have all the paperwork for this. And the police can't figure out, why it appears that my Atwater relatives are heavily invested in impending the investigation of what police are calling "the Ouellette case".

It appears the Atwaters are being egged on by someone involved in the murder of the headless Scarborough marsh girl, and that the Atwaters are being deliberately needled into a frenzy at me and my family in a bold attitude to through police off the killers trail.

The thing is, the Atwaters have gone into wild extremes bringing in weird alien abduction rumors that are just outlandish… but then… one of my uncles, when the FBI went to interview him… he had dozens of dead, headless black dogs, black cats, and black chickens laying in weird pentagram ritual formations, all over his yard, in his driveway, around his house, hanging on his fences… and… well… dead headless black animals were all around the Scarborough marsh that day of the dead girl… and so… it kind of looks a lot like one of my uncles either is the murderer or at least is the one supplying the murderer with dead black pets.

So, this lead the FBi to ask me more questions, because now it looks like the Atwaters lashing out at my family has a far bigger motive then, them just being crazy lunatic ufo nuts.

I've been a witness at 4 different beheadings.. and was the one who called police each time.

The raid at the Saco Ward missionary apartment across the street…I never said the raid across the street was a drug raid... the state drug force wasn't there. Ive seen drug raids before. My Atwater relatives are notorious for drugs, ive been in the house when two drug raids happened, one in 1982 and one in 2016 and both times the state police drug team was the one who did the raid.

State police drug team wasn't there at the raid on the missionary apartment across the street last year, it the US Marshalls and FBI there. They had 8 people handcuffed face down in the road in front of our apartment. And they said it was about the Ouellette case, specifically the headless girl in Scarborough marsh. I know this, because thry asked me if i recognized any of these 8 people. One I did, she's been my dads nurse since 2009. Fbi was here asking me about that raid, because he wanted to know if the dead cats and birds in the road here in front of our Biddeford apartment were lined up same way as the dead dogs were back in Scarborough years ago with the dead girl.

Me and others locally have been finding dead pets lined up on Main Street, western Ave, Cutts St, West Cutts st, James St, and Bradbury st every since summer 2021, I sent videos footage of all the dead pets to fbi, because it DID look like same ritual pattern used in my yard with roosters in 2007 and my mother's cats in 2015 and those dogs with the dead girl at the Scarborough marsh.

That's why I stopped walking around our apartment at night... dead cats and birds are being set up around my apartment and also my mothers apartment... looks like whoever killed cats and roosters in Old Orchard, wanted me to know they knew where I lived.

The officers think the person leaving the dead pets all around our apartment is whoever killed the headless girl at the marsh... they think that's why the attack on my roosters happened in 2007, the backhoe in 2013, the golf club women who killed my son and crippled me in 2013, because I'm the one who called the police about the headless dogs in Scarborough with the dead girl.

Weird, this Sanford Ward Mormon, who was just here at my apartment, made the comment: "But the dead girl in Scarborough wasn't beheaded."

I don't know if there's a different girl too or not. I only know about the headless girl, the one I called 911 about all those decades ago. I never looked up the news reports so I don't know if they ever mentioned the thirty dead dogs or her and the dogs having no head. I don't know what the news said about it. I don't even know her name. I just know whenever the police or FBI ask me to retell how the dogs were laid out, they always call it "The Ouellette Case". Beyond that I know nothing about it.

My focus has always been on the attacks on me and my family. I don't know any of the other families. I just know the officers said the April 10, 2015 attack on my farm was the 11th such attack on Portland Ave since June 2001 and that they now tell me there have been seven more such attacks on Portland Ave since 2015. They said a lot of details have not been released to the public, but that there are a few common things recurring in every attack which indicates it's just one person (group of persons) doing it. They say they keep going back to all 18 of our families reasking us for details we can remember because they are trying to match up the similarities of each case.

I know what details were left out of reports about the attacks on my family. I don't know anything about any of the other 17 families at all.

I don't understand these Saco and Sanford ward church members who keep showing up all upset because I'm trying to find out who murdered my son and left me crippled. What is their problem? It's MY family that's dead, not theirs, what the fuck business is it of theirs? Why are they so damned ruffled up about me asking for anyone with information to call the FBI? By being upset like this, they are just making themselves look suspicious. When they are mad that I'm asking people for help finding the killer, they just make themselves look like they are involved, they make it look like they know who the killer is, they make it look like they are protecting and defending the killer. Do they not realize how suspicious they make themselves look when they get angry that I ask on Facebook for anyone with info to please call the FBI and help put my son's killer in prison?

Do you remember Timmy? He's the same age as you and me. He's the one who lived at the black house next door to my on Portland Ave. He was the used car dealer, the one who always have a dozen or so cars lined up for sale across his front lawn. He also owned Etiole's swamp, my abutting neighbour from the back side of the land. He used to help me babysit Barbara's kids back in the 1970s and 1980s, we used to duo babysit together.

Timmy Murphy was the one beheaded June 2013 at the Ross Rd and Cascaed Rd intersection.

That's why I can't understand these Todd Murphy fucktrds who spent the entire of November 2021 to May 2022, daily arriving in my Biddeford driveway, chanting "Todd Murphy! Todd Murphy! Todd Murphy! Todd Murphy! Todd Murphy!" while vandalizing both the building and my car. They did $10k+ in damages to my Volvo and they did so much damage to the building that landlord Matt Holiday couldn't afford to repair the apartment building so he sold it because the city of Biddeford was going to condemn the building and kick out all 9 families at 409 Maine Street, because the Todd Murphy fucktard attackers did so much damage to the building. People know about them cutting all the wires off the building, but it was a lot more then that. They did huge amounts of stucture damage to the building itself as well. That's why Matt sold the building. He just didn't have enough money to repair the damages.

But the thing was, these vandals were acting like they thought I knew who Todd Murphy was, and I never heard of anyone by that name before. I think they mixed up whoever this Todd Murphy was with my cousin Timmy... who is not an Atwater... what the fuck are the Atwaters even talking about? Timmy was my dad's older sister's god-son. My aunt Victoria from Portland? The one who lived in that big tower on the waterfront up on the Promanard.

Why are the Atwaters so damned fucking arrogant that they think they are the only relatives I have? The Allens of Allen Ave in Portland are my relatives too you know, and Timmy Murphy was one of them. You know, the whole family who founded Amatos... the woman who founded Amatos was my dad's great aunt. That's why we always get free food at Atmatos, their family. The Atwaters don't hold a fucking monopoly over me, what the hell is wrong with them? You know, I'm sick of the Atwaters barging their way into everything and trying to make everything be about them. They aren't the center of the world and they need to stop acting like they are.

Near as I can tell, these Todd Murphy vandals are conneted to the Atwaters somehow, but I don't know how. And again, they are impeeding a fucking FBI murder investigation. Do the Atwaters know how to do ANYTHING other then stick their busy body noses in places they don't belong? What the fuck?

Do you know what the police said? They said Todd Murphy is the son of someone my mother and Barbar fight with on FaceBook. I've had my mother and Baraba both blocked on FaceBook since the shit they pulled back in 213 after my son was murdered. I don't have a fucking clue who my mother or Barbara are friends with on FaceBook, I have them blocked. I've had them blocked for 10 years this Novmber.

But then, I have fucktards from the Sanford Ward church showing up here now, do you realize how far they have to drive to get here to my driveway? What the hell? And they claim that Todd Murphy was a member of the Sanford Ward... you know what he's not on the rouster. You know I'm a member of that church right? I got access to the rouster, because my husband is the high preist quorum leader of that church... there's no one named Todd Murphy who is a member of the Sanford Ward church, and there hasn't been in the last 48 years that I've attended that church. So now I'm left wondering, even more what the fuck?

Who the ell is Todd Murhy and why the fuck should I care? I haven't got a clue what these people are talking about. I don't know who they are and I don't know who their Todd Murphy is.

Only thing I can figure, is somehow, something my mother and Barbara said, convinced these people that when I talk about Timmy Murphy's murder case that I'm talking about Todd Murphy. But why? Was Todd Murphy murdered in 2013 of the Ross Rd in Old Orchard Beach, same as my cousin Timmy Murphy, who was also my abutting neighbor and had the same birthday as me, so we celebrated our birthdays together, you know because we grew up together and knew each other own entire lives?

I mean, what the hell? And what does Todd Murphy have to do with The Ouelltte case aka the beheaded girl in the Scarborogh Marsh from 20 years ago? That's what they were talking about last night... thee Snford Ward members who were here in my ard in Biddeford last night, who yes, I do know who they are, but I don't know who this Todd Murphy is that they are talking about or what he has to do with my cousin Timmy Murphy and that girl, both being beheaded down the street from my Old Orchard Beach farm?

I asked, no one in Timmy's family knows any one named Todd. None of my Scarborough or Old Orchard Beach Murphy relatives know or have ant relatives named Todd, so none of them, know what the fuck these people in Biddeford are talking about. You know just because someone has the same last name, doesn't mean they are relatede, right? Do these Todd Murphy people who won't stop hrassing us, and now clearly have a connection to the Sanford Ward realize that?

And what is with Joel Bailey? What? Yeah... they're bringing Joel Bailey back into stuff? He went to prison in 2013, he, if you forgot was the counsellor of the Bisiop of the Saco Ward church, the entire bishiprisk went to prision, 2 to 10 years each one, along with the Old Orchard Beach Town Manager, oh wait, he was one of the bishipric, and 13 people from the Old Orchard Beach town hall and police departments, all members of the Saco Ward church, for stealing a little bitty number of thirty MILLION dollars in Old Orchard Beach tax funds out of the town hall bank account, which I only found out about, because they tried to forge my name onto the documents and that was why FBI Laura, the agent ho was murdered in Florida on Feberuary 6, 2021, was sent to interview me in 2007, 2010, and 20134... the Saco Ward church bishopric stole $30million from the Old Orchard Beach town hall and tried to pin it on me, only, I can't count, mI never learned math, and they didn't know I couldn't possibly have written the math figures. I don't know how to do money and only someone really good with money could have done the things they did. They also put a lot of stuff in Ken Shoop's name. That Joel Bailey, the one who is now out of prison and likes to walk circles around my Biddeford apartment all summer long in 2022. Yeah, I am aware he's back, the mini-Winnie RV that parks at the Biddeford High School at night, he is the one driving it.

Given his past history, no, I'm not surprised at all to find his name bring brought back up. Though the Saco Ward Mormons now trickling out of prison and back on the streets, would explain why the vandalism started up again, seeing how they were the ones who used to do most of it and the vandalism did stop when they went to prison.

I'm sick of the Atwaters and their Mormon friends. They're nothing but criminals, drug dealers, and gangster thugs.

The fact remains, the only thing I'm focused on is finding my son's killer and the Atwaters and their Mormon thugs, are interupting that, and I want to know WHY? No one who is not guilty of being involved in my son's murder has any reason or incentive to be here harassing me and telling me to take the FBI phone number off my FaceBook wall, and that's what they are doing and I want to know why. What business is it of theirs if the FBI phone number is on my FaceBook wall and what is their involvment with my son's murder that they think the FBI phone number on my FaceBook wall effects them?

Here's a weird one… I just got a text message from a Sanford Ward Mormon which states: "I've known you for 40 yeas I would remember you being attacked how come you never mentioned it before now"

Uhm… since 1996, my website, originally known as Space Dock 13, has documented daily blog posts of every day of my life.

The July 2, 2001 attack, when a house mover cut my MOTHER'S house in half, put it on a flatbed and drove it to Waterville, was documented the day it happened. It was also the first attack. My neighbor's German shepherd dog was beheaded and left in the bucket of his bulldozer that same day.

That was not me or my house, that was my MOTHER and HER house.

The signs all over her yard about a stolen house were HER signs in HER yard.

In 2001, I was still in THIS room:

In THIS house:

And I had no ability to do anything with signs in the yard because I was locked in a 3 feet long racoon cage, padlocked into it and, I STILL HAVE that cage, so, yeah, I can show it to you.

Go look at my blog… every day since July 2, 2001 , every attack, from the minor paintball attacks to the big house bomb attacks, are all documented, each blog post written the day it happened. There are more then ten thousand daily blog posts just on that one blog, chronologizing every event of every day of my life and including every attack, since June 2001.

That fact that they only just noticed it now, does not mean, I've never mentioned it… it just means they were too self absorbed to notice anything going on around them. It also means I was never important enough to them, for them to notice I was homeless, or in the hospital, or had a baby that was murdered. … their shock of just discovering these things, says more about their lack of caring about me, then anything else.

As for the headless girl and dogs in the marsh, the murder of my cousin Timmy Murphy, and the golf club attack ,the 3 events they specifically brought up in their text…

I had Squidoo articles about all 3 events. Squidoo went out of business in 2014.

I have more then a thousand blog posts published between 2007 and 2013, on Tumblr, BlogSpot, and WordPress, about those 3 events.

On YouTube I had more than 2k video uploads between 2008 and 2017 that did absolutely nothing but talk about those events, and included the interrogations by police and Fbi, which I've recorded all of since May 2015. So, yes, you can go watch FBI agent Andy Drewer, lawyer Gene Libby in the Biddeford District Court, and police officer Will Watson, and dozens of others talking about these events, on YouTube, because my camera catches everything.

Since 2008, I have posted daily on Facebook and Twitter asking for witnesses to come forward about the dead dogs and the marsh girl...

Since June 2013, I added Tim Murphy to my daily Facebook request for witnesses to come forward,

Since August 2013, I added the back hoe driving over my house info to my daily Facebook requests for witnesses to come forward.

since November 2013, daily every single day requests for witnesses to the attack at phi theta Kappa ceremony at bug light lighthouse, where my baby was murdered and I was left crippled for the rest of my life.

I'm still crippled by the way, are they going to tell me they didn't notice that either? Did they not notice I was 5 months paralyzed, wait I know that person noticed because in February 2014 that exact same person carried me to their car and from their car into the hospital precisely because I was paralyzed and couldn't walk…. The person who carried me to the hospital because I was paralyzed and had to be carried is the exact same person who is now saying they don't remember this… and yet, they are the ones who had to fill out the paperwork to admit me in the hospital and their signature is on those documents. So, proof they are lying, right there.

after the June 2016 attack by the 2013 golf club woman, this time at walmart, the fbi gave me a hotline number for witnesses to call... this phone number has been on the flyers in the windows of my Volvo ever since June 2016 and these events are printed on said flyers.

Also in June 2016 the Old Orchard Beach Libby library and the Biddeford McArthur library and the Old Orchard Beach Salvation Army Church all printed up flyers about these events, and spent the summer handing them out to tourists and the fBI number was on all of those.

This is all very well documented as, I have been post them DAILY for over a decade now... and I talk about it constantly in my livestreams which I started doing in May 2015.

Just because one person had their head shoved too far up their church's ass to know what was going on in their own family, and they only just now noticed what was going on around them, doesn't mean I only just now started talking about it.

This is why I don't like churches. Church people are so focused on their Bibles that they haven't got a clue what's going on in the real world around them.

Not to mention all of the police reports, there are more than four hundred police reports, which span twenty one police departments, in three states as well as the Maine state police and the Florida state police, plus the FBI besides! Most of those police reports are public record, you can go read them for yourself. As far as I know only 3 of them were classified and sealed from public access which means there's still 400+ that can be read. There were newspaper reports of some of the attacks. And even though I don't own a TV so have never seen the tV news reports, I know those exist because there were so many TV station news reporters showing up in my yard with camera crews asking for interviews with me. This case is so damned well documented. It's utterly ridiculous to think there is a single person in Southern Maine who is so self absorbed and so oblivious that they have never heard of this case or any of the events that have happened within it in the last 18 fucking years!

But the worst part is, this my own church, a church I have been a member of for 48 fucking years, that is saying, they never heard of this! What the hell? There were more than 24 people from the Saco and Sanford Wards arrested by the FBI just since 2015, because of their involvement in this case. Several of them are still in prison. These people are really that oblivious that they didn't know I was in the hospital, they didn't know I was in a wheelchair, they didn't know my son was murdered, and they didn't noticed 24 members of their congregation disappeared because they went to prison for their involvement.

Really? Wow do these people really give a shit about their fellow congregation members or what? They not only didn't notice I was missing from meetings for 9 years because I am bedridden now, they also didn't notice 24 other members not in meetings because they are now in prison. Talk about dense numb skulls.

It appears the High Priest is back. You, Paul, have met the High Priest. You met him at WalMart. You met him at McDonalds, where you had a 4 hour long conversation with him. You met him my yard in Old Orchard when you visited a few days after the April 0, 2015 attack, and can I add here that you are the ONLY person since that happened, to ever once stop by and ask how I was doing, it’s you’re the only person I knew before the murder of my family, whom I still talk to. You ARE the only person, who ever showed you actually cared about what was going on.

Not one single member of my family or my church has ever stopped to see how I was doing, has ever asked online how I was doing.

But, since November 2021, Sanford Ward mormons have been showing up, all of them in wild raging infernos, and all of them talking about people and events I know nothing about, so I have no clue what any of them ae talking about, but they act like they think I know who the names they mention are, in particular they are cult-like worshiping someone names Todd Murphy whom I can only assume they have gotten mixed up with my beheaded cousin Tim Murphy of Pine Point district of Scarborough and Old Orchard Beach, somehow.

They showed up near daily from November 21, 2021 until May 17, 2022. They were lead on by two blond girls who looked like twins, and have mega long knee-length hair they kept in pony tails, and a smaller pudgier girl with a mint-green pixie hair cut. I don’t know these girls, they looked to be in their 20s. They are the same girls who spent the entire summer of 2021 harassing the homeless man who was living under the trestle bridge across the street from us. They would show up on bicycles every night around 1AM, chase him up out of the ravine, then chase him up the old back tracks along the dirt road to South Street, up towards your place. They did that every night for about 5 months, until he got hit by a freight train on Nov 19, 2021 at 6:27PM. They started attacking my and my family Nov 21, 2021, I think because they knew I had video footage of them harassing the homeless man and I think too they were pissed that I call the police when they killed him by cornering him at the bridge overpass so he couldn’t get out of the way of the oncoming train. Outside of them nightly harassing the homeless man, and then spending Nov 21, 2021 to May 17, 2002 chanting “Todd Murphy” in my driveway while vandalizing my car and apartment building, I’ve never seen these girls before of since. They seemed to have completely vanished May 17, 2022. Not seen them at all and the vandalism stopped cold turkey that day. I assume the police must have finally caught and arrested them, but the police never said they did, and in the past when someone harassed me, the police would always ask me to go to the station to ID them after the arrest.

In any case, the “Todd Murphy” dipshit bitches stopped harassing us May 17, 2022, and I heard no more of them, until this past month… only it’s not them showing up this time… this time it’s older people, elderly people in their 70s and 80s, members of the Sanford Ward Mormon church across the street from Curtis Lake Church… Curtis Lake Church being the congregation that shows up in my Old Orchard driveway with the “god hates fgs” signs and calling me a transvestite and calling my car gay, and marching around chanting “too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach”... several Curtis Lake members have been arrested by the FBI and gone to prison for their involvement in both the April 10, 2015 attack on my family and the headless Marsh girl. However, to date,, the killer has not been found, every one arrested so far has always been weird “cultist-like” gay-haters who are attacking people in the area while chanting “kill or be killed remember Saco Shaws” and then rambling gibbering about heads in ice cream. The people arrested, for 5 different local churches, are all outspoken in radically preaching a doctrine of beheading anyone suspected of being gay, while stating that they are doing so on god’s orders.

That’s why there has been so much difficultly in finding out who killed the marsh girl and my cousin Murphry and my family, because, it looks like it’s not just one person, but rather an entire group of people involved, and so far, all evidence has pointed to those 5 churches: Saco Ward, Sanford Ward, Grace Point, Curtis Lake, and New Life, all in Biddeford, Saco, or Sanford, and all run by just 2 families. One family runs 3, another family runs the other 2.

Anyways, I was just thinking, and I think I figured out why the Sanford Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints members are seemingly so clueless and unaware that I have been crippled and bedridden for nine years and why they were unaware that 24 members of their congregation have gone to prison, arrested by the FBI for being accomplices in the The Ouellette Murder Case aka The Cascade Murders aka The string of beheading on and around Portland Ave, Ross Rd, and Cascade Rd the past twenty years, which included the headless girl I found in the Scarborough Marsh, my cousin Timmy Murphy whom I found headless on the Ross and Cascade Rod crossroads, the beheading of my own foster children… Ben is the common link to all of them.

Ben, as you know, has severe dissociative identity disorder, that was brought on when his brother Willy commit suicide.

Ben has seven different, very distinctive different “people” living in him, that we know of, there could be moe then 7. Etiole is the one most locals are familiar with, though he does not call himself Etiole, Etiole being a name locals dubbed him. However, there is the High Priest, who is the one you, Paul, are personally most familiar with.

I’ve not seen the High Priest since April 10, 2015. Ben WAS there the day of the attack, he was also attacked… the attackers had me, my mother, one of my brothers, and Ben, all on the ground with guns to our heads, while they use a weird looking long pole with a piano wire-like loop on the end, to cu the heads off of everyone else who was there. Me, my mother, one of my brothers, and Ben, were the only ones to walk out of that attack alive. Ben’s favorite daughter Bella was one of the ones beheaded. His mind snapped, because, he recognized one of the attackers as “Rick”... When the attackers arrived, Ben ran up to one of them and said “Rick! What are you doing here?” Ben does have a friend named Rick… I know Rick. Rick is a very violent, vicious spouse abuser. His wife Paula used to come to church been to a pulp every week. Broken arms, broken legs, broken nose, black eyes. It went on for years. She finally divorced him and fled to Utah when he beat and nearly killed their teenage son. Rick has beaten me up, right in the Sanfard Ward church building. He’s a major bully, a huge bigot, and an extreme white power racists. Rick WAS there April 10, 2015… he didn’t have a white pillow case over his head like the rest of them did, but I don’t kow if he was a part of the attack or not, I was too busy trying to fight the bastard who was holding me own with a pistol in my face, to notice what Rick was doing. It was Rick though, his face in unmistakable… he has no face. Elephant man disease, I think you cal it, but you can’t mistake Rick, and he WAS in my yard April 10, 2015 the day my family was murdered, I just don’t know what he was doing there or if he was involved in the attack or not.

The thing is, something snapped in Ben that day. ALL 7 of his multiple personalities vanished, including the High Priest, thankfully. You know how bad the High Preist could get, you met him several times.

Ben left the Mormon church. I don’t know what triggered him more: his favorite daughter Bella being beheaded in front of him or his best friend Rick, seeming to be the one leading the charge ahead of estimated 74 people in white robes and white pillow cases over their heads.

In either case, Ben has developed a server hatred for the Mormon church and refuses to set foot in a Mormon church building… he who was High Priest Quorum Leader of the Sanford ward for so many decades.

The thing about the High Priest, was he was everything so far the opposite of who Ben, my husband, actually is.

The High Priest Quorum Leader of the Sanford ward boldly proclaims to be a virgin. Ben in not a virgin. Not even close. He had a prostitute problem back in the 1980s when I met him.

The High Priest Quorum Leader of the Sanford ward boldly proclaims to not be married, yet Ben and I got married on the Old Orchard Beach Pier August 13, 1987, so he’s been married several decades and still is, we don’t live together because he’s terrified of the Bishop finding out he has a wife. Keeping in mind Mormons don’t forbid priests from marrying, however Ben grew up extreme strict Catholic and his brother is the current leader of Opis Dia and he has to keep up appearances of being a Catholic Priest for his brother, from times when he visites from Italy, which happens a few times a year. Ben became a High priest in the Mormon church, but then goes to several local Catholic churches when his brother is in America, so that he can say he’s a High Priest without lying about it, and keeps his brother thinking he’s Catholic High Priest when he’s actually a Mormon High Priest. In other words, Ben lives a very big double life of trying to juggle his priesthood in two religions, hiding it from each other religion, while also maintaining a (very annoyed) wife (me) that he hides from BOTH religions.

Which is WHY, I’m allowed to PUBLICLY be friends with you, because it helps him to keep up the facade of “see, I’m not married, she hangs around with Paul”, which yes, that IS what Ben tells people at church about you.

Yes, Ben is a dick, I am very aware of this.

But, here’s the thing… Ben TELLS ME he is no longer in contact with any Mormons whatsoever, claims he hates, them, claims he shuns them, claims he’s not spoken to any of them since April 10, 2015…. HOWEVER… he was caught in July 2022, giving one of the Sanford Ward Mormons a ride to the store…. And Rick specifically, has been one the phone with him, when I came in the room and he thought I was elsewhere, causing Be to run around in a panic, knock his glasses off, break them by stepping on them, all while Rick was screaming out of the phone, “Ben, ya there? What happened? What’s going on?”

It appears the High Priest is back…. However, I suspected this in November 2021… the High Priest uses specific pontificating phraseology that none of Ben’s other personalities use…. And on november 24, 2021, the same night the Sanfard Ward Mormons were here cutting the wires off our Biddeford apartment building, Ben started talking like the High Priest again. It’s really distinctive. Normal people don’t talk in long winded drawn out droning, monologuing pontifications about Jesus, and of Ben’s 7 known people living inside him, the High Priest is the only ne who does this. Ben was here and witnessed the wire cutting event, he even went out side and talked to the crowd of “Todd Murphy” chanting lunatics to try to talk to them… and,... he said one of them is Todd Murphy’s grandmother from the Sanford Ward. Ben indicated at that point that he knew who Todd Murphy was, but since then, has denied knowing who Todd Murphy is. But, he came in, and told me outright that “I know her from the Sanfard Ward, she’s Todd Murphy’s grandmother”..

Each of the 7 people who live in Ben have no knowledge or memory of the other 6, and when one of the 7 does or says something, none of the other 6 have any memory of doing or saying those things.

It appears that The High Priest knows Todd Murphy, not only that, but also knows the attackers who came here daily from November 21, 2021 to May 17, 2022… and it looks like Ben, in his High Preist version of himself, is the one who told them where I live and is the one who worked them into a frenzy to begin with.

I have video footage of the homeless man who died Nov 19, 2021… a LOT of it. He knew Ben. That was obvious. Me and Ben were walking Main Street every night the summer of 2021 and the homeless man from under the trestle bridge would stop to talk to us a few times a week. And those weren’t just videos, those were Twitch livestreams so everyone watching my channel saw this homeless man stop and talk to Ben… he said he knew us. I did not recognize him, but Ben… I don’t know… Ben acted like he did know the homeless man, but didn’t want me to know it, so he told the homeless man he was mistaken. But people around local are saying that thie homeless man who kept showing up in my videos IS Todd Murphy, they say they saw my videos and it was Todd Murphy in my videos.

I am finding this whole thing very confusing… because NOW… even though I have video footage of Ben talking to the homeless man, Ben now claims, he never saw the homeless man at all and tells me I’m delusional. That's what he said: Ben said: “Your delusional, there was no homeless man” and, yet hundreds of people, many of them local, saw those videos of Ben talking to the homeless man. Which means, the man Ben was when he was walking with mt summer 2021,is NOT the man he is right now… and… either this a new 8th personality Ben has recently developed, or, it’s the High Priest back, but being deliberately sneaky to try to hide the fact that he’s the High Priest… which is odd, because before now, NONE of Ben’s multiple personalities have ever showed any signs of acknowledging any of the others, and the High Priest trying to high he’s the High Priest by trying to act like a different person, indicates the High Priest DOES remember and IS AWARE of the other personalities.

As you are well aware, I HATE the High Priest. I want nothing to do with him. I never would have married Ben if I had ever encountered his High Priest alter ego before marrying him.

June 26, 2016… FBI Agent Andy Drewer asked me to meet him at his Portland office on Middle St. He had… info. And a new primary suspect. Ben, specifically his High Priest alter ego, is the FBI’s #1 suspect in being the inforat, who told the golf club attackers I was at BugLight Lighthouse November 14, 2013. The FBI has phone records. I told only 3 people, where I was going that night: my mother, my father, and Ben. I told them only 5 minutes before I left, because I had been sick earlier and had previously told everyone I was not going to that event at the college. According to the FBI, my parents and step father Wayne Whitten, never left Biddeford, they continued to argue all night, and the FBI knows this because my father had hired a private investigator to tail Wayne, and so they have a lot of evidence as to where 2 of the 3 were. Ben on the other hand, called his friend Rick, the same Rick who was in my yard April 10, 2015… Minutes after I left my dad’s Water St apartment and drive to Southern Maine Community College, November 14, 2013… Ben called Rick. Rick drove to Ben’s house. And the two of them together left.

FBI Agent Andy Drewer had one question: “How well do you trust Ben? Because right now, he’s our primary suspect.”

They believe Ben told Rick, I was pregnant with someone else’s baby and Rick is the one who sent the golf club women to deliberately kill my baby.

Why do they believe this?

Because between 1987 and 2013 I have had 7 miscarriages, something that can be proven… Ben ins the only man I’ve ever been with. It’s not possible for anyone else to be the father. This was my 8th pregnancy by Ben and he was at the time running around accusing me of cheating on him with Etiole. The thing is… he IS the one people call Etiole… but his D.I.D. means he things Etiole is someone else, he doesn’t believe its him, because none of his personalities have any memory of each other.

Ben is a total nightmare to live with because I never know from one day to the next, who the hell he is going to be that day.

Ben has denied every pregnancy. Why? His exact words are: “I wouldn’t. I am a High Priest. What would the Bishop think?”

According to the FBI too, Ben, behind my back, runs around from one LDS/Mormon congregation to the next tell people that I am quote: “An unrighteous, unfaithful aunty-Mormon who puts the church down.”

Interestingly, I have been a member of the Mormon church since 1975. Ben joined in the 1980s. Ben left the church in 2015. I am still a member.

My FATHER is an extremist anti-Mormon, who preaches hatred for the Mormon church. Not me. Kenny, my father, is the anti-Mormon. My father, is such a huge radical extremist anti-Mormon that he has gone on to convince my mother, a 5th generation Mormon who is related to one of Smith’s poly-wives, to leave the church. She left the Mormon church in 1994 and joined up with some anti-Mormon group lead by some woman named Tanner or something. My mother, took her anti-Mormonism to extremes far above and beyond my father, taking to FaceBook and a forum called exMormon something and went total psycho nutjob anti-Mormon conspiracy theory all over the internet through the late 1990s into the 200s and still does it to this day now in 2023, preaching her wild anti-Mormon conspiracy theories now 27 years. In 3 years it’ll be her 30th anniversary of her wild mega hyper anti-Mormon rampage, with my father cheering her on and needling her forward the whole way in a weird Bonnie and clyde style vendetta attack everyone who is a Mormon hate fueled bigotry.

I on the other hand, am still a Mormon, have never had anything to do with the anti-Mormon movement, and, was shocked to learn from the FBI, that, the anti-Mormon rumors about me online are massive, and spread largely by members of the Saco and Sanfard Wards, with their info being just misinformation they regurgitate after talking to Ben, my mother, or my father.

Apparently, because I am bedridden and crippled, since 2013, and thus have had no way to get to church these past nine years, this, my absence in church meetings, after 48 years of never once missing a meeting, has allowed my mother, my father, and Benn to be able to spread wild anti-Mormon rumors about me, with the 3 of them going to my church, the Sandford Ward, and telling the church leaders that I’m not in church because I’ve turned anti-Mormon.

And yet, it is Ben who is the biggest anti-Mormon of all… he’s actual friends with that Tanner woman. My parents only run around preaching the Tanner woman’s message, Ben, actually sought her out and became personal friends with her and helps the Tanner woman one on one…. And he brags about this all the time.

I’m sick of hearing all the anti-Mormon Tanner woman bullcrap from Ben and my father and my mother so, whenever any of the three of them start chiding me for being a Mormon and telling me how evil and deceived I am because I refuse to leave the Mormon church, I just put my headphones on and listen to Markiplier YouTube videos and, ignore them.

I don’t hate the Mormon church like Ben, my mother, and my father do, so I am fed up with them constantly bitching at me because I’m a Mormon. Which is why I’ve not spoken to my father in 3 years even though we live in the same apartment, and was a contributing factor to why I blocked my mother on FaceBook in 203 and have had no contact with her at all offline since… though that hasn’t stopped her from showing up, trespassing, and hounding me.

Ben, is far worse then my mother or my father combined… since 2015, he has hand written thousands of anti-Mormon letters to every church leader he can find, local, not local, all the heads in Utah… and he bought a dozen cases, each case with 144 books in it, cases of Ket Kerr’s books and daily mails them out to every member on every rouster list of every ward in the Exiter and Augusta stakes, using his position as High Priest Quorum leader to get the home addresses of every Mormon in Southern Maine and New Hampshire, mailing all of them aunty-Mormon letters and copies of Kat Kerr’s books. Ben, as you know, has more money then he knows what to do with, and right now, he’s spreading thousands of dollars every day, just on the postage stamps to mail Kat Kerr’s books and his anti-Mormon letters to every local Mormon he can find.

And so, I knew he was mailing out the Kat Kerr books… but, until FBI agent Andy Drewer told me, I did not know that Ben and my mother and my father, having been putting MY NAME of the letters they are mailing out to people, and the three of them, through impersonating me, have got my church, the Sanford Ward, and it’s sister church, the Saco Ward, 100% convinced that I stopped attending church because I'm now an anti-Mormon who hates the church, and that’s why my church, the Sanford Ward, and it’s sister church, the Saco Ward, are both unaware that I have NOT left the church, but rather I’m bedridden and crippled and have no one to help me get to church.

My mother's shed has 3 bullet holes...from the September 12, 2015 Too Gay For old orchard beach attach when the men with assault rifles were marching around me yard... heck... my mother's the one who called 911... Of course my mother knows what happened. It's HER buildings they shot full of bullet holes, it's HER pets that got beheaded... and SHE is the one who called the police and made the report!

The police confiscated the guns of Ken Blow, Morin, Mark, and 5 different Townsends and arrested Ken Blow. Sargent Jack Nick and Timmy Deluca were the arresting officers.

And I have all the police reports, I went down to the station and got more then FOUR HUNDRED police reports for 146 Portland Ave printed up.

It wasn't in the paper, that is why I went to Channel 13 office in Portland to ask and they said Officer Will Watson had issued warnings to all tv and papers in the area to not cover it, they had the letters sent from the police department. Fbi arrested Tim DeLuca in 2016 for fraud and suppressing evidence. Ben knew all of this, I don't know why Ben is pretending he don't, it just makes him look guilty of being involved.

Ben took me and the police reports into every newspaper and TV news station in the area, every station had the same story of threatening letters sent to them by the Old Orchard Beach police department.

Ben knows all of this, and that was when Ben bought my camcorder, Ben bought it the week following September 12, 2015, and I have recorded every day since then. That was BEN's idea because BEN was so mad at them for not putting it in the news that he said we needed to start recording everything and uploading it online so people would know the truth. That was ALL BEN.

But now people from our church are saying Ben not only never told them any of this, but that he has been actively saying he doesn't remember saying or doing any of these things (even though I have EVERY DAY and EVERY WORD Ben has said SINCE September 13, 2015 in camera and can PROVE ALL of his involvement). I don't see how Ben could forget something like that.

I am crippled from the golf club attack November 14, 2013.

Ben took me to the hospital and they wouldn't take me in because no insurance.

Ben spent 5 months taking me to free clinics before we finally got into one in February, and by that point, my broken bones had healed wrong because they had not been set.

I was using a wheelchair for a week, then on crutches for over 6 months while relearning to walk, then on a cane, which I am still on, and Ben took me to every doctor visit those entire 18 months because I couldn't drive that whole time.

In 2013 I still had the bantams, I had to give them to my mother after the golf club attack at the college November 14, 2013, because I couldn't stand up to go feed them.

NEVER FORGET! You thought my dreams died alongside my child, both laid to rest together. However, the roots of my resolve are unshakable. I am not just a woman; I am an idea, an enduring force. Education is not a crime, and my pursuit will echo as the anthem breaking the walls of your prejudice. Brace yourselves for the birth of a revolution, immune to your brutality.

I had only 1 week left of my semester and failed all 5 classes because I had no way to get to the college to turn in my final exams because my hip, knee, and spine were broken. I planned to go back the next semester, but the next semester had started BEFORE I was seen by a doctor 5 months later.

I could not walk the ENTIRE of 2014 and most of 2015.

I had only just started walking again in September of 2015, Ben had just brought my car back so I could work at Hallmark, the September 12, 2015 attack was the 4th largest and most violent attack of all.

The Jun 26, 2016 attack, same 2 women with the golf club at the college, this time at Scarborough Walmart with a shopping cart, re broke my spine, this time doing worse damage then the college golf club attack. It happened on my lunch break and I couldn't go back to work. Ben took me to the hospital that same day.

The first MRI was scheduled a week later, Ben took me to all of those as well, because again, I couldn't drive. I had planned to both go back to college and back to work, but my spine and hip was injured so badly November 14, 2013 and re-damaged so badly June 26, 2016, that I am still not yet recovered now in September 2023.

NEVER FORGET! My 8 month old baby was MURDERED because I'm a female who committed the sin of enrolling in college. Where is my sin? Going to school is not a sin. Where is your sin? Murdering a child IS both a sin ANd a crime.

Ben pretending these things never happened just to keep up appearances for the church people who happen to be the very same people the FBi suspects of being the attackers, is beyond ridiculous and makes Ben look like Ben is lying about what happened to me in order to protect your church friends and cover up their guilt. But why? Why would he do that? Ben and I have been married since 1987. We celebrate of 40th anniversay soon, and there are even people at church, now say he never told them he was married, they say he's been attending singles meetings at church and going on dates with women from the Relief Society and that they are shocked to learn he's had a wife for 38 years.

Ben were heavily involved in all of these things and Ben were the one who took me to my hundreds of doctors visits throughout all of this.

And so, now I’m finding out, that Ben, my mother, and my father, working together, according to the FBI, seem to be the fuel that is, and has been for several years, the fuel working locals up into a frenzy… including, they are the ones who are getting the Atwaters riled up, my being an Atwater, and the Atwaters further fueling locals on top of what Ben, my mother, and my father are doing.

NEVER FORGET! My son's life was stolen, and those who block the pursuit of truth cast shadows of doubt upon themselves. Why resist justice unless you have something to hide? It's time to cast a relentless spotlight on anyone obstructing my quest for justice.

What is their motive?

I ask them.

My father says he’s doing it to impress my mother so she’ll remarry him.

My mother says she’s doing it because I need to sell my land and give her the money so she can buy a house in Kennebunk.

Ben says he’s doing it because Mormons are led astray by Satan and he has to save my soul from Hell.

I’m so sick of all of them.

NEVER FORGET! My son's heartbeat was silenced, and those standing against the quest for truth sow seeds of suspicion. What motives, if not guilt, drive them to impede justice? It's time to expose those casting shadows on my son's search for the justice he deserves.

NEVER FORGET! They took my son's life, and instead of support, they hinder the search for justice. These bigots try to silence the truth, but their actions speak louder. I won't rest until my son's killer is found, and those obstructing justice are exposed.

Update: March 9, 2023

You know, one of the things I find most weird about the Atwaters is that so many of them seem to think I know them, even though I have never met them, nor even know any of their names.

Of the original twelve, I have only ever met five of them. And while I know Danny, I don’t even know the names of his siblings. I met Angelia once when she was twelve, at a Halloween party at the Cape Elizabeth Ward LDS Church, and then I saw her for about 2 minutes before she left. And Danny I only met when I was 37 years old and I only saw him about 10 times, back when my mother was trying to scam him out of his money from being hit by a train… which I didn’t know that was why she was visiting him, until a few years later when she had a big rant about how she wouldn’t visit him any more because he was, in her words “stingy and greedy” because he refused to give her the money to “use as a downpayment for a house in Kennebunk”. I should have known that was why she was visiting him, as that’s the only reason she ever does anything. She’s obsessed with trying to by that $3.7million mansion by the Wedding Cake House, and has been trying to scam relatives out of money for a downpayment on it for decades now… it was her reason for her involvement in the backhoe that her brother Joey hired to drive over my house. She and Joey figured I’d sell my land if there was no house on it. They didn’t exect me to set up a lean to made out of a 8x6 tarp and just spend the next 9 years living under that.

I met Doris once when she was squatting illegally on my land back in 1996. Took me and the Old Orchard Beach Police 9 months to get them out. I only ever saw her one day. She had 4 military tents, the size houses, 2 Winobegos and a Cadillac, that they illegally dumped on top of my corn crops, along with more then 600 bicycles, and 2 school buses full of sawed up copper pipes. Took us 9 months to find out who in the hell was living there and dumping that garbage on m land, and it turned out it was Doris. Only time I ever saw her, was one day, for about 15 minutes.

I remember Michael, Tonya, and Scotty from before the caged years, but, I was put in the cage when I was 8 years old, so I’ve not seen then since I was 8.

Once every year, usually on September 19th, David and Lucy would show up with a herd of incredibly violent gun toting vandals who would go through our farm and use shovels to chop the heads off all our pet cats, dogs, hens, ducks, and roosters. They were kill 200 to 500 of our pets every year in this anuel bloodbath on my farm. I don’t know who the hoodlums were. David said they were his kids, but he also said he had 15 kids and there were WAY more then 15 people involved in the annual September 19 bloodbaths… way more, closer to 100. Brucie said once that it was not JUST David’s kids, but also a group known as The Halls. I don’t know who any of them were, but the police showed up every time, trying to get them out, and they always had huge shootouts with the police every year. It’s why I have a massive phobia of guns. A bunch of them were arrested in 1982, when that time the state police drug team showed up and arrested them and confincasted meth, marhawana, opium, and LSD

I know Dickie, Brucie, David, and Barbara because they were the ones that helped my mother build that room, that they locked me in when I was 8 years old, right after my Grammy Hellen Ricker’s funeral. They kept me in there for 27 years. One of the 4 of them would show up every 12 days to throw rotted molded food in the cracks between the boards. They are the only 4 Atwaters I know, and I only know them from their weekly coming into the room to beat me up, torture me. They are the five who raised me and said I was not Human, said I was a Demon and that I wasn’t allowed out of that room because Demons weren’t allowed to have contact with Humans.

I was 12 years old when the High Priest -Ben- found out about that room, and he took me out every Sunday to go to church, and then took me back to that room after.

NEVER FORGET! The echoes of my son's heart are gone, and those opposing the relentless pursuit of truth only deepen the mystery. What hidden truths do they fear will emerge? It's time to illuminate the shadows and demand justice for my son.

No one ever told me I was a Human and was allowed to go outside or talk to Humans until the social workers showed up when I was 31 years old. They are the ones who started using the term “feral child” to describe me and they to this day are still trying to “integrate me into Human culture” but two of them say they have given up on trying to convince me I am Human, they say there is little chance of my mind ever fully grasping the concept of being human because it’s too difficult to undo the three decades of Brucie, David, Dickie, Barbara, and my mother doing their “child social experiment” (as the social workers call it) to raise me to believe I was not human. They said the bigger problem is the fact that almost immediately after I was rescued out of that room/cage they kept me locked in for 27 years, the 2006 bomb blew up my house, which the FBI says it was Barbara’s husband Paul Martel who did that, but I don’t know why, as I never met him or even knew about him prior to the FBI arresting him, and the backhoe arrived to drive over my house 5 different times over the next 10 years, same back hoe, same yard, different house each time, as I kept rebuilding houses. Then I found that headless girl in the marsh with all the headless dogs and the FBI thinks one of the Atwaters did it seeing how the headless dogs were lined up in a row from my land to the march, each dog about 500 feet apart (for some reason the Saco and Sanford ward church members forget my land in Old Orchard abuts the Scarborough Marsh and is right on the edge of OOB bordering Pine Point in Scarborough. And that the dead girl in the Scarborough marsh was literally only a few hundred feet away from my driveway… they keep asking why I am obsessed with the Oulette Case, but they forget I’m the one who found the dead girl in the Marsh and that she was set up in a friging ritual pose, practically on my front lawn AND the FBI thinks the whole thing was done in some weird attempt by the Atwaters to frame me, so that I would go to prison for murder and they culd take my land… which it’s always my land and the Atwater obsession with taking it that is at the core of everything)

But in any case, the social workers say that because these events were my very first interactions with Humans, that it instilled in me an psychosis effect of further belief in not being human because I had trouble accepting the fact that I am the same type of creature as the monsters humans are, because, yeah, all I’ve ever seen from humans is death, bloodshed, violence and distruction. I have no reason to WANT to be integrated into a society that leaves headless dogs and headless girls in my front yard.

But then 2013, came along…. Social workers got me into college in 2010, in an attempt to show me that ONLY the Atwaters were shitty bloodthirsty bastards and that MOST humans don’t drop dead headless animals all over their houses and yards the way the Atwares do. And they were right. Humans in college were nothing like the Atwaters and their drug dealing, petty thieve, ganster thugs. The social workers and police keep telling me that this sort of behavior is not normal and that it is ONLY something the Atwaters and their friends do, that normal humans don’t act, do, or say the things the Atwaters do.

But then, 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 spelcasting 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.

NEVER FORGET! My son's life was extinguished, and those obstructing the search for truth carry the weight of suspicion. What motives, other than guilt, fuel their resistance to justice? It's time to turn the spotlight on anyone hindering my son's path to justice.

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.

NEVER FORGET! The silence that replaced my son's voice is deafening, and those impeding the pursuit of truth wrap themselves in suspicion. What truths are they desperate to keep hidden? It's time to expose those who stand between my son and the justice he deserves.

But then, every time this happened, and it just happened again today, because, as you know I’ve not received any mail since May 2022 and I went to the post office yet again today to once again ask where the hell is my mail… and low and behold, I can’t set foot outside without some alien believing, curse believing freak ass weirdo nutjob showing up to ask me to put a curse on someone while gibbering about ufos.

I ask him, where the hell did he get the ludacris idea that I was a witch, that I cast curses, or that I believed in aliens, nd he said: “Well, your mother says on FaceBook…” yeah, my mother is a freaking nut, which is why I’ve had nothing to do with her in decades. She’s a white power freak who runs around calling black people the n-word, is part of the anti-vaccer micro-chip in vaccines conpreracy theory, wouldn’t let me or my brothers go to school because in her words “the government controls the schools, and satan controls the government”, SHE spends 90% of her time running around putting curses on people, all she does is talk about whores and demons, demons and whores, every other word out of her mouth is either demon or whore. And the only time she ever shows up its because she’s trying to pul yet another lame ass scam to try to steal my land because she hated my grandmother and says it’s her life duty to destroy everything that”ever bolgned to that old bitch of a whore” including the farm I inherted from gramy Helen. My mother is spiteful, violent, vindictive, and has a police record for running around beating people in the face with bricks. On top of all of that she’s chronic liar and I’ve never heard a truthful word come out of her mouth.

I am well aware that my mother is the source of 90% of the problem, simply because she’s the biggest fucking gossip in Southern Maine, after he sister Barbara, and the two of them are rather famous all over Maine for thei trouble they have caused HUNDREDS of families. They are petty Karens who devote every minute of their lives to making up vicsious rumors and lies about every person they see, both people they know and people they don’t know.

And thanks to the FBI investigation into the murder of my on, I’ve found out a LOT about both my mother and Barbara and the bizarre, outlandish extremes they each have gone to in their petty vindictivness.

But the fact remains, I’ve not had contact with either of those bitches in several decades, precisely because I am sick and tired of their endless hate for everything and everyone around them. They both do nothing but gossip and lie, lie and gossip, and run around like a couple of teenage brats making a game out of seeing who they can hurt next … they fucking brag about it and spend hours laughing over how fun it is to destroy families.

It doesn’t take any level of intelligence to see that the dynamic trio (Barbara, Brucie, and my mother) are the source of every damn rumor about everyone in York County, Maine.

It’s such a big problem that I’ve had people come to my apartment and ask me if I could ask my mother and her siblings to leave their family alone. The fucking Biddeford Police have stopped by my apartment to ask me if I could do anything about my mother, that’s how I found out it was HER who knows Todd Murphey, because the police came right out and told me that my mother has been harassing Todd Murphey’s ex-wife and 15 year old son on their FaceBook accounts and wanted to know if I could ask her to stop.

No. I can’t. And you know why? Because when I asked her to stop spreading witchcraft and curse casting rumors about me, she arrived the next day and cut my car in half! The 1964 Dodge 330… she said it had a demon in it and she had to kill the demon by killing the car. What the fuck? She’s fucking insane!

And worse… half the time, these people will tell me some name I never heard of. Say this or that person told them I was a witch who cast curses or was some alien expert, and I’ll ask them who the hell is that, and they’ll say: “Oh that’s one of Brucie’s kids” or “David’s kids” or a grandkid… and I’ll point ou that I’ve NEVER EVEN MET Brucie's kids or Davids kids or ANY of the rest of the Atwares.

There are more then four hundred Atwaters, and I’ve meet EXACTLY SEVEN of them in my life time. I don’t even know the names of all the original twelve, let alone the names of their kids or grandkids… why would I? Most of them live in Utah and I’ve not set foot outside of Maine for nearly SIXTY YEARS!

I’ve never in my entire life even talked with an Atwater, not face to face off line, not online.

Because I’ve never even seen pictures of any of the Atwaters, I wouldn’t even know an Atwater if I saw one!

And yet, they run around spouting off things I supposedly said or did, and make the claim I’ve talked to them… and I’m just left wondering who the fuck is running around talking to the Atwaters while pretending to be me, because I don’t even know who the Atwaters are!

Clearly, there is someone out there pretending to be me and the Atwaters think they are talking to me, but they are NOT talking to me, I’m not talking to them, and I want to know in the the fuck is running around pretending to be me?

NEVER FORGET! My son's life was shattered, and those opposing the quest for truth cast a cloud of doubt over their intentions. What do they fear will be revealed in the pursuit of justice? It's time to uncover the motives of those hindering my son's fight for justice.

Its so damned fucking obvious the Atwaters don’t know one iota about me, just by the level of the ludicrous witchcraft, curse, alien, and ufo lies they spread around about me!

I should be able to go to my post office, go shopping, heck just walk down my driveway to get my mail, without being bombarded with stupid ass freaks gibbering about witches, curses, demons, aliens, and ufos! I am so damned sick of my mother and her fucking Atwater relatives…

NEVER FORGET! The void left by my son's absence is haunting, and those obstructing the relentless pursuit of truth only intensify the shadows. What are they afraid justice will unveil? It's time to shine a spotlight on those hindering my son's journey to justice.

You know, another thing that’s fucked up about all this and again is my mother running around lying her ass off to hell and back, yet again… is this whole situation with HER cats.

The attack on my family, happened the same day as the whole thing with her cats, and she is so obsessed with the cats, that she has gone out of her way to run around telling people that when I talk about April 10, 2025, I’m talking about HER cats… but, in order to further promote that lie, she also tells people they were MY cats! What the fuck?

You know that Nick guy my mother sleeps around with? The one she broke up his marriage, convinced him to leave his wife and kids down in Mass and move up here to Maine, because she was scamming him… the guy she stole his credit card and went and bought that shed she put on my land, and bought those $2k dogs with, and bought those appliances with, and bought that tractor with, before that Nick guy found out she stole his credit cards? Him.

Did you know, she convinced him that she owned MY land in Old Orchard Beach, and she tried to get him to join her scam, and pretend he was a real estate agent, and my mother and her pimp Nick tried to sell my land last year… and this is not the first time she’s done this.

Did you know, that in 2007, she went to the town hall, pretending to be me, had them divide my land into sections, and then sold one section? That’s why Don Cooliard and his sister have a house in my driveway now… something they built in 2019… and it was when they built the house in 2019, that was when I found out my shit face mother and her jackass whore master Nick, sliced off a peice of my land in 2007 and sold it!

I had no idea they had done it!

That’s the kind of shit faced scum bag scam artist my mother and her fuck buddy Nick are!

But it gets worse.

My mother had 83 cats… eighty three cats.

And she was hiding 113 of them in an apartment owned by this Nick scammer. He found out she had cats in her apartment… guess what day… April 14, 2015. The day before the attack on my farm.

Here’s a thing… did you know there were no locks on the doors of my motorhome? Not one. I bought it February 21, 2012, and first thing I did was took all the locks off, because I have a PTSD phobia of locks, after my mother kept me locked in the room cage thing for 27 years.

And yet… when the vandals showed up with a Blow Brothers sewage truck to fill my motorhome with 500 gallon of raw feces, they had to pry a padlock off the door to get inside. A padlock, that I did not put there.

Do you know how that padlock got there? My mother put it there the night before, when she took HER thirteen cats, and shoved them in my motorhome, without telling me she was doing it… because she had to hide them from Nick.

People often ask, why, I a professional artist whom has had displayed at the Portland Museum of art… don't paint anymore.

It’s because paint supplied are expensive, and 500 gallons of raw human feces not only did $10k in damages to my bedroom, it also destroyed $30k in art materials.

But it gets worse… my mother was two timing Nick with both my father Kenny and her other ex husband Wayne… and on top of that, she was mad at Wayne, so, it turns out, that 7 of those cats were HIS cats, and she had stolen them from HIM…. so not only was she hiding thirteen cats from Nick, but seven of those cats were stolen cats besides!

She put the cats in my motorhome, them, because she is fueding with ALL her whore master fuck buddy men, one of them, the FBI hasn’t figured out which one yet, filled my motorhome with feces out of a Blow Brother’s sewage truck (my cousin Ken Blow is my neighbour, they stole one of his trucks to do it) , and then called the police and told them that the motorhome was HERS, because my mother had been running around telling everybody it was hers, she these guys thought they were pumping sewage into my mother’s bedroom and didn’t know they were pumping sewage into my bedroom.

But, because they DID know that she had put the cats in there, and they were made at both her and Wayne, they thought if they called the police, the police would arrest her and Wayne…

,...however, the gays haters of the local Mormon churches ALSO showed up that same morning, a completely separate incident from the cats, to attack my family, because, earlier that year, I had published a gay Romance novel, called Night of the Screaming Unicorn, and these gay hating church freaks, decided murdering my family was punishment for me publishing a Gay Romance novel.

A fucking five towns worth of police, including a SWAT team showed up… the white robed klan pretenders fled, thep police found the cats, I was left asking “What cats? What are you even talking about?” Later an officer asked me if I knew the cats, and I said, “Yeah, these ones belong to my step father Wayne up in Biddeford and those ones belong to my on the other side of Bideford, how the hell did they get in my motorhome?”

And the court cases people talk about… there where SEVEN different court cases going on all at once, including the Guy Gamon murder trail because he murdered my dog walker who walked my dog when I was sick, which was the big case, that uncovered he was a serial rapist, and went on for several years and included a jury trial.

The murder trail of my family was also going on. Different court case.

And then, my MOTHER had a court case going on with police over the cats, which, in the middle of that, she spun it around, started telling people the cats were mine, and the next thing I knew, there were TWO MORE court cases slapped on me, that I knew nothing about… both an extension of the cat case my mother had going on, because 2 weeks into HER court case about HER cats that SHE hid from Nick in MY motorhome, she had Nick convince the police to switch the case out of her name into my name, because she had convinced Nick that the cats were mine! So all of a sudden, I get this weird court case about HER cats slapped on me, on top of the three murder cases and rape case, that were already going on.

The cat court case lasted less then an hour before the judge threw it out of court, telling some Dan guy that if he ever tried to pull a stunt like this again (apparently he worked for the Old Orchard Beach town hall and had pulled scam court cases to frame disabled women before, because the judge told the Dan guy that this was the 64th bogus case he had done to try to steal land from disabled women in OOB)...... but… the judge was asking me about the cats, and I keep telling him, I don’t know anything about the cats because they were not my cats, they were my mother’s cats, and I still had no clue how they had even gotten in my motorhome in Old Orchard Beach, 14 miles away from Nick’s apartment in Biddeford where they had been for several years before that. Finally the judge asked if someone could get my mother to the court house, and surprisingly she showed up… with Nick of all people… and she boo-hooed to the court about the cats being mine, and my being homeless and living under a tarp (I was still living under the tarp in 2015, but not at the time of the attack… I had just moved in with my dad in Biddeford March 31, 2015 due to I have just come out of intensive surgery and the doctor wanted me to not be sleeping outdoors for the next 6 months because I had intensive amounts of surgery to heal from, so I wasn’t in Old Orchard the day my mother put HER cats in my motorhome and that’s why I had no clue the cats were in there).

Well, the judge got mad at my mother, because it was blatantly obvious to him that the cats were hers, because she was using all the cats’ names, while I didn’t know the cats’ names, and she was describing what they looked like and what breeds and ages they were, while I didn’t know what half the cats looked like, Three of the cats I had never even seen before, and I didn’t know their names. I didn’t know how many cats there were!

The judge outright told my mother to her face that she ought to be ashamed of what she did, framing me and pretending the cats were mine, and he sent the cats to the West Kennebunk Animal Shelter, something we knew right there in the court room, but in order to get pity, and money (my mother started a fund raiser on one of those kickstarter type places) saying she needed to raise money to locate the cats. What the fuck? We knew where the cats were. They were at the West Kennebunk Animal Shelter… she even went there to try to get them back… asked me to drive her there in my car, took Wayne with her because the cats were technically HIS cats that she stole from him… I have the whole thing on video camera, it was livestreamed… she had a big fucking fight with the people at the shelter and they told her they’s arrest her if she ever tried to get near their shelter again.

After that, she built up this weird ass conspiracy that the cats were sent to lots of shelters and foster care… which they probably were., I don’t know… and she went from one animal shelter to the next harassing them.

Meanwhile, her friend Joel Baily hacks my Twitter account and uses it to harass, yet another of my mother’s whore master men that she sluts around with trying to get money out of… some guy named Mark, who I never heard of before, but apparently, he’s been friends with my mother AND my father for some forty odd years, even though I myself had never seen or heard of him before. And yes, the same Joel Bailey from the Saco Ward and Old Orchard Beach town hall who went to prison for hacking the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall bank account and transferring $30MILLION in OOB tax money to members of the Saco Ward church… who it turns out, most of them were the anti-gay attackers in my yard April 10, 2015, which is why 24 members of that church went to prison between 2016 and 2021.

So, I’m still unable to do anything because, you know, still recovering from major spine surgery, because of the golf club attack that murdered my son in 2013, three years earlier, I didn;t have surgery until 2015 and 2016., because of the fucking red tape the USA medical system runs on… here I am, not online at all since November 14, 2013, so I have not yet told anyone about any of the April 10, 2015, and come January 2016, all of a sudden, there’s the Mark guy who crawls out of the woodwork, with yet another court case, this one claiming I was saying stuff on Twittrer about him… and yet, I had never heard of this guy before AND I hadn’t been online since November 14, 2013, so what the fuck? Who the hell is hacking my Twitter account pretending to be me, while harassing this guy I never even heard of before. But by this point FBI Agent Andy Drwer had taken over the whole case, and by June 2016, he found out, yeah,:” it’s your mother’s friends from the Saco Ward church. She’s convinced them the cats were yours and that you need to be punished for animal abuse, that you didn’t even do, by hacking your accounts and framing you” Great. So yet again, my mother and her cat obsession and her Atwater friends, and her Saco ward friends, and her fcck buddies are at the core of all of this, with them once again, putting my name on something I fucking had no part of and didn’t even know anything about! What the fuck!

This court case was ALL livestreamed, you can go watch it on YouTube. The Cat Court case was also live streamed. You can watch that on YouTube too. The murder court cases and the rape court cases, also livestreamed. You can watch them on YouTube too. And then on top of that, was the Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach Court case with the Old Orchard Bach Town Hall… also livestreamed, you can watch that on YouTube as well.

My mother, Nick. all these Saco Ward church people, the Dan guy, the Mark guy, the Gene guy… they are ALL on livestream… the judges, the police officers, the witnesses, the DA, even the FBI agents… all recorded, all livestreamed on Twich, all archived on YouTube, all SEVEN court cases, every day of every trial. You can go watch them all yoursel and see the truth, instead of listening to siller gossip and rumors started by my mother and her Nick buddy trying to cover their asses for trying to steal my land YET AGAIN, via the cats.

But have you ever noticed it is ONLY my mother and Nick talking about the cats in connection to April 10, 2015… do you notice how I never talk about the cats, because… oh look… they were NOT my cats, they were my MOTHER’S cats and that’s why SHE is talking about them?

Did you also notice how, in order to make people believe the cats were mine, that both my mother and Nick, are going out of their way to try to erase the existence of my family that was murdered that same day?

Did you notice how in order to push THEIR cat agenda, my mother and Nick are are doing a major gaslighting move to try to make everyone FORGET what happened two years earlier on November 14, 2013, the day my son was murdered and my spine was broken?

Did you notice how my mother and Nick are trying to use THEIR cats as a slight of hand move, so people wouldn’t see that they DID steal and sell part of my land to Don Colliard in 2007 nd that they tried to sell another section of my land in March 2015… yes, yet another court case which was going on, BEFORE the cats happened, and that the FBI believes my mother and Nick pulled the cat stunt deliberately to try to make people look the other way and forget that she and Nick tried to steal my land only 2 weeks prior to the cat event? Or that she and Nick tried for a THIRD time to steal and sell my land April 2022…

Know the truth.

Those cats were not mine, they never were, and I’m sick and tired of the jack ass fucking animal abuse rumors and lies my mother and Nick are spreading about me… lies that they are spreading ONLY to try to cover up the fact that they were trying to steal my land, to sell my land, so my mother could by some fucking mansion in Kennebunk.

Well guess what… my son is buried on my land, He’s been buried there since November 2013, and it doesn’t matter that there is no house on my land, because my son’s there and I’m never selling it. And my mother and he Nick and Saco Ward and Atwater friends are bunch of fucking scum bags who don’t give a shit about anything but the damned fucking money they think they can get out of my land.

NEVER FORGET! My baby is gone, a victim of a twisted perception of sin. Seeking an education should never lead to such tragedy. Justice is not just for my son; it's a plea to a world that needs to redefine its priorities.

Update: March 13, 2023

So, we have confirmation that yes, our mail IS being stolen from 146 Portland Ave. As you already know, we have not received mail since May 2022 and it is now March 2023, it's nearly a year. Post office has just been saying "we are short drivers" and has not looked into it... so we went over the heads of the local Old Orchard Beach post office and went to the distribution center, and told the state post master what was going on, they got in touch with our delivery driver, and he has delivered our mail every day, all year, and is baffled because the post office had not alerted him that we were not getting our mail. So, YES, if you live on Portland Ave, in Old Orchard Beach, and have not been receiving mail, and I know most of my neighbors are saying they've not gotten mail in weeks to months, as well, go to the Saco distribution center in the industrial park, and complain there, because tour driver IS delivering daily and has not been missing delivers... all missing mail from Portland Ave is stolen and you need to let them know what mail you have not received to they can get to the bottom of finding who is doing it.  

So, while I was at the post office today, seeing how the post office is on the Cascade Road, out here in the Old Orchard Beach section of the Scarbourgh Marsh... I decided to check the family cross, see if the name Todd had been added, seeing how the vandals and shitard harassers can't stop gibbering Todd Murphey this and Todd Murphey that in my driveway, and nope... here it is, https://www.eelkat.com/images/cross.jpg as you can see the only two names are my cousin Timmy Murphy and my uncle Gordon Murphy. No Todd.

You know, I would recommend these shittards take their heads out of their asses, and drive through all the roads of the Scarbourough Marsh. Why?

This cross is one of the more then a hundred crosses in the marsh, which marks the locations of the one hundred and twenty people whom have been beheaded in a four mile radius since June 2001. This cross stand at the Ross Road x Cascade Rd intersection. The Cascade Road, as everyone who watches the local news is aware, is where bulk of the serial killer's attacks have occurred, which is why local news reporters have dubbed the entire case as "The Cascade Murders", officially know to law enforcement as "The Oulette Case".

If you start driving through all the side streets of the Scarbourgh Marsh, you will find there are 120 - one hundred and twenty - of these crosses, some with 5 or more names on them, each marking the location where the the person dubbed by locals as "The Portland Ave serial killer" has murdered 120+ people between June 2001 and February 2021.

For some odd reason, the Sanford Ward LDS church, a church only a 30 minute drive awa from the Scarborough Marsh, is so clueless about the local biome, that they seem to think the ONLY place the Scarborough Marsh exists is across the street from the church owned candy store Len Libby's Chocolates.

Do you recall how people like to dub my land "Etiole's Swamp"... do you know why they do that? Because my land is a literal swamp. It's a peat bog, with more sinking quicksand and 6 foot tall marsh grass, then solid ground. I live IN the Scarbough Marsh, as does EVERYONE on Portland Ave, Ross Road, Pine Point Road, Cascade Road, Walnut Street, East Grand Ave, West Grand Ave, Milliken Mills Rd, and more then 200 - two hundred - other streets in Old Orchard Beach, all of which are located inside the Scarborough Marsh.

The Marsh is not JUST in Scarborough, nor is it just that one quart mile stretch of road across from Len Libby's. The Marsh sits in two countries and five towns, and covers several thousand acres of land... and the Scarborough WalMart and the South Portland Main Mall, both site in the marsh, with both of those mega buildings building on a massive system of concrete pilings to keep them from sinking into the many acres of peat bog that site under each of those buildings.

But do take a drive on the above listed streets in Old Orchard, as well as the following ones in Pine Point: Pine Point Rd, Blue Point Rd, Black Point Rd, Dunstan Corner, Portland Rd aka Rt 1, Payne Rd, and all the little side streets off of each one. In Saco head to Heath St, Jenkins Rd, Flag Pond Rd (stop and see the very real pet cemetery where Stephen King's The Pet Cemetery movie was filmed while you are there), and all their side streets, yes those are in the Scarbourogh Marsh as well... and instead of just blindly driving through the Marsh on your way to work, slow down and start counting the crosses... big white crosses, little white crosses, unpainted wooden crosses, reflector covered orange crosses... see if you can find all one hundred and twenty crosses in the Scarbourogh Marsh... they sit in 5 towns, in 2 counties... and every one of them marks the location of someone who was beheaded by a still uncaught, still actively killing people, serial killer who has plagued the streets in the Portland Ave region of the Scarbough Marsh since June 2001.

But as you can see, it's Timmy Murphy who was beheaded on the Cascade Rd... not Todd Murphy... there's it's cross which has stood there since June 2013.

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?

And worse... y Atwater relatives... they keep showing up and ALSO saying they never heard of this... really? How? I know the FBI has been talking to them about it because they keep showing up in a rage yelling that the FBI was just at their house and it's all my fault and demanding I stop sending the FBI to their house... but I didn't send the FBI to their house, heck, I didn't even know they were related to me, as I never heard of them before they showed up to yell at me, so how the hell do they think I sent the FBI over there? What the fuck?

But also... what the fuck? Family members have been murdered and as far as I know, the FBI is trying to locate every relative to find out if they might have any information about a member of their family being murdered... I mean, if these people really are relatives, like they scream that they are when they are in my yard yelling at me, then, someone in my family being murdered IS ALSO someone in THEIR family being murdered.... and yeah, of course the law enforcement is going to go to every family member and ask for info, that's what law enforcement does, because, they just naturally assume that normal families help each other and WANT to solv a murder that happened in their family.

Which is something FBI Agent Andy Drewer pointed out to me, he said: "The Atware relatives of yours... they're pretty paranoid aren't they? I'm having trouble getting any of them to talk to me. Most slam the door in my face the minute I say I'm with the FBI. They act like they got something to hide. Looks mighty suspicious. Can you think of any reason why any of your uncles might want you dead?" That was the same day he pointed out that his five top suspects for the November 14, 2013 attack were my uncle Bruce, my aunt Barbara, my mother, my father, and Ben. He said he can prove they all knew about the golf club attack, and yet everyone of them is openingly, publicly denying any knowledge of it, and all five of them are doing their most public outspoken, over the top denying it in two places: The Saco Ward LDS Church and the Sandford Ward LDS Church.

And most disturbing of all is this: He says my father was having an affair with a woman named Claire back in the 1970s, and that my father and my mother and Claire and Claire's husband have been feuding since the late 1970s, a fued which goes on to this day... and... that on ALL of my mother's social media accounts, FaceBook, Twitter, Pinterest, everything, are two usernames that show up in her friends' lists: both with the same last name, one using the username Claire while posting a 4 door white truck as her user photo, and the other... wait for it... has the user name: KendraSilvermander".

Yep.

The FBI has found an actual person, a relative, in law of the Atwaters, who goes by the username KendraSilvermander.

Why is this significant?

The people who murdered my son at BugLight Light house art studio at Southern Maine Community College on November 14, 2013, was a blond woman whom the other two called "Claire", a red haired woman who was chanting: "I'm Kendra Silvermander It's my turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine! I'm Kendra Silvermander It's my turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine! I'm Kendra Silvermander It's my turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine! I'm Kendra Silvermander It's my turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine!..." like she was singing a song... both women looked to be in their 60s, and today a decade later, would now be in their mid-70ish, and were with a large bald man, about 30th, today would be about 40ish, and the 3 of them left in a 4 door white pickup truck.

The odd thing is, people don't talk about themselves in 3rd person limited, but, that's what the red haired woman was doing.... and I've seen her before... she showed up at Westbrook Panera 3 different occasions in 2009 and 2010 and in each of those instances also did the same marching goosestep around, back then carrying a white poodle wearing a purple dragon coat... while again saying "I'm Kendra Silvermander It's my turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine!" while also bragging that her father owned Saco FunTownSplashtown USA and having a psychotic meltdown screaming" My chair, my chair, my chair, my chair, my chair, my chair, my chair, my chair, my chair, my chair, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIR!" Annalese, the woman sitting next to me, another published author, as thi was a NaNoWriMo writer's meeting, who was the NaNoWriMo Ml of Souther Maine, leaned over and whispered to me "That's Kendra Silvermander, she thinks she's he ML, we try to humor her. She can get rather violent if you don't."

Whoever this red haired woman is, she has a server, mega in need of medical care, mental disorder, appears to be incapable of functioning beyond the mental level of a two year old, and is quite proud of repeating her name as fast as an auctioneer. But, she speaks in 3rd person limited about herself, using us and ours and we to refer to herself, and uses the phrase: "I'm Kendra Silvermander It's my turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine!" as though it was a period at the end of every sentence. I don't know what sort of a mental disorder she has, but Annelese was right, this woman gets over the top violent, as we quickly saw at Westbrook Panera in 2009, when she started slamming her dog on the table while chanting "My chair", and then quickly lashed out at me, in a mega violent rage of throwing chairs. The restaurant had to drag her out and make her leave.

She repeated this at three different writer's meetings at the Westbrook Panera in 2009 and 2010.

She is the same woman who was ordering/leading/demanding the blond Claire woman's golf club attack at Southern Maine Community college November 14, 2013, murdering my baby and crippling me.

She returned for a 5th attack June 26, 2016, again with the bond Claire woman, this time at Scarborough WalMart, and this time attacking with a shopping cart, this being the attack that caused the inoperable 3 broken vertebrae and the organ and nerve damage which caused my current crippled stat. In this attack, yet again the red haired woman was chanting: "I'm Kendra Silvermander It's my turn to shine, my turn to shine, my turn to shine!" but this time the blond woman was shrieking: "That's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband. That thing is Ken's son, look at how IT's dressed! Kill or be killed! Remember Saco Shaws! No more heads in ice cream! End the gaypocalypse! Kill the transvestite freak! Too Gay for the Family Friendly Town of Old Orchard Beach!" This time instead of driving away in a 4 door white truck driven by a bald man, this time he two women were alone and drove away in a gold Volvo late 1990s vintage suv station wagon.

The usernames now showing up on my mother's social media, and the Atwater relative's social media is significant, because, according the these FBI agents.... those are the exact same Atwaters who are REFUSING to talk to the FBI, slamming the doors in the FBI agents faces, and also, are the most vocal on social media in spreading the alien/UFO/witchcraft/cat rumors about me. And the FBI believes they not only know who the golf club murderer is, they likely were involved in planning the November 14, 2013 attack... and every one of them has been seen with the Sanford Ward LDS Church members who are likewise the biggest defamatory gossipers, running around slandering my name with their lies about witchcraft/curses/aliens/ufos/and cats.

AND... on top of that... they ae the EXACT SAME Atwaters ans Sandford Ward church members whom have spent the last two years bombarding my Biddeford apartment with these same rumors while the vandalize the building, which the landlord now has to spend the summer repairing.

AND... these are the same people who are also claiming, they had no clue these murders were going on in the Scarborough Marsh.

Overall... these people who are denying the events of the Scarborough Marsh murders, while simaltaniously going overboard gibbering lies about me online, are really working overtime at making themselves look like they were involved in the November 14, 2013 murder of my son, and making themselves look tremendously guilty of not only knowing who the killier is, but trying to cover up for the killer, and attempting to gaslight me with their weird alien rumors, in an attempt to make people not see their connection to the killer, that they are trying so very blatently to hide and are only succeeding and shining a mega sized spotlight of suspision on themselves, leaving everyone who is watching them doing it to ask: What the fuck did they do, that they are trying to hide so damned bad, that they are going mega big time slanderfeat screaming about aliens and ufos all over social media, trying to convince people that I believe in aliens and ufos when there are 40+ years of documented evidance of me debuncking aliens and proving their ufo accusations to a be a hoax they created to cover their own asses over a drug raid from 1982? And now they are rearing up their alien accusations again, which again, I can prove to be a hoax, because... what are they trying to cover up THIS time? Last time they rolled out the alien accusations they were trying to blame literal toddlers for the 1982 drug raid, by saying that 4, 5, and 6 year old children saw aliens... 72 people were arrested in the 1982 drug raid... there were no aliens... if anyone was seeing aliens, it was the drug addicted having drug induced hallucinations... and yet, those same drug dealers, now out of prison, are once again pointing to aliens, this time because they are mad that the FBI showed up to ask if they knew anything about the murder of my son.

???

Can I ask, what the fuck does not real, fictional aliens they saw because of drugs, during a 1982 drug raid, what does that have to do with my son being murdered?

And are they really that retarded that they think I control the FBI and tell the FBI what to do? What the fuck? Them coming over here and screaming for me to stop sending the FBI to their house, when I didn’t even know these people were relatives, never heard of them before, and wouldn’t even have had a way t tell the FBI a blooming thing about them at all, just makes them look suspicious, because for one thing: who even are these people? I still don’t know who they are! And for another thing, why do they think I sent the FBI over to them? And again: who are they? There are over 400 Atwaters and I’ve only ever met 7 of them, I don’t know the names or faces of any of the others, I don’t even know all the names or faces of the original 12, so I can’t figure out how they’d think I would know the names or faces of any of the kids, grandkids, or great grandkids of the original 12. What the fuck?

How are the Atwaters so full of themselves that they think I would have one iota of a clue anything about them, when I’ve never met them and I don’t even know their names… and also… why would I care? Tell me that? Do you know any sane person who knows the names of their parents in-laws.

Yes… my parents in-laws… in-laws of in-laws… not even blood relatives, but the aunts, uncles, cousins, grandkids, and great grandkids of in laws of my parents’ in laws… who in their right mind would even know the names of such distant relatives…

You, reading this right now… can you name your parent’s cousins? Do you know the names of your mother’s uncle’s great grand kids? Do you?

Can you see how utterly stupidly ridiculous the Atwaters are being, when they show up here yelling and screaming, and expect that I should know who they are or what the fuck they are talking about:

Newsflash: normal people don’t live in 400 person large family herds.

Normal people don’t live in herds.

Normal people don’t swamp in shark style frenzies in the driveways of distant relatives of your great grand pappies 5th removed cousin of an in-law, either. What the actual fuck?

And on top of everything else, there are Awaters running around screaming that I am vandalising some grave… the grave of a distant relative whom I never heard of before, so I don’t even know where the grave is… when I’m here bedridden and crippled and not even capable of going to visit my own son’s grave because… oh look: I’m crippled and stuck in bed with a broken spine and severed spinal cord for the past nine years!

You know… if you are going to accuse someone of going somewhere to vandalize something, you might want to first make sure that person is not wheelchair bound, bedridden, and crippled for a decade with a broken spine, so unable to even get to the place you are accusing them of going!

Also… since the day my son was murdered, I have a camera running 24/7 so, it’s pretty foolish of you to lie about me when I can not only prove you are lying, I can also prove every time you’ve been screaming in my driveway, because I have you on camera. They didn’t think of that did they? Oh no, of course not, why would they? They were too busy thinking about those aliens and witches they can’t stop gibbering about.

But look at this cross... Do you remember Timmy Murphy? He was the 5 year old with curly black hair, who was also accused of aliens during that 1982 drug raid. They called us The White Monkey Children, because we found Helen Pearly's missing pet white monkey. And the people arrested during the 1982 drug raid, many of them Atwaters, pointed to that white monkey that had escaped from White Animal Farm, a zoo in Old Orchard at the time, they pointed to that white money and called it an alien. Helen Pearly, look her up, is the founder of the Scarbourgh Marsh preserve, an animal preserve that started out with one pet white monkey, and is today, many thousands of acres of protected land known by the name The Scarboughorgh Marsh.

Can you see NOW why the idiots screaming aliens are seen as so damned idiotic?

But can you also see the names on the cross?

https://www.eelkat.com/images/cross.jpg

There were 31 children involved in helping Helen Pearly capture her escaped pet white money.

Drive through the scarborough marsh looking at the names of the beheaded victims on those crosses... 29 of the 31 White Monkey Children are now dead, killed and tossed in the marsh, where 40 years ago, they helped little old lady look for her lost pet albino monkey.

Every one of them accused of being alien abductees; accusations which was screamed ONLY by the drug dealers and drug users of the 1982 drug raid, which took place in the Scarbourough Marsh.

The only people who accuse me of aliens are the people now out of prison, who went to prison because of the 1982 drug raid... a drug raid known to locals as "The 458 Shoot Out" due to one woman screaming "Four! Five! Eight!" in between each time she loaded up her shotgun.

Everybody that has shown up in the marsh since June 2001, has been either one of the now adult White Monkey Children, or one of their children or grandchildren.

EVERY - SINGLE - ONE.

Go to the marsh, look for the crosses. Read the names. My cousin Timmy Murphy's cross is not the only one and if you open your eyes and start looking at the side streets all through the marsh, you'll see one hundred and twenty of these crosses, some with 5 or more names on them. Crosses the entire country has seen on Dateline, 20/20, and dozens of unsolved crime shows... crosses that the Atwarers and their friends at the Sandford Ward church, are right now, this very week, posting all over social media, claiming aren't there, claiming I'm the only one talking about them, when clearly I'm not seeing hoe Dateline and 20/20 are pret big international news shows... and also claiming "Yeah EeelKat's crazy, she believes in aliens" when its extremely well documented my not believing in aliens and my debunking alien abductions as hoaxes... and these same people are also trying to convince people on social media "cats!".... but the cats were my mother's not mine, and my son was murdered November 14, 2013, two years before my mother's cat incident occurred.

These people are making total idiots of themselves, because all any one has to do is look up the new reports about the Scarbourough Marsh murders and the Cascade Murders to see that since June 2001, a LOT of people here in the marsh have been murdered, and originally they were not thought to b connected, but, now it is known that they are.

I wish these crazy ass Atwaters and their weird Todd Murphy obsessed Sanford Ward lunatics and their alien abduction ufo nuts, would leave me and my family alone. I don’t know what their problem is or why they are so obnoxiously hell bent on stalking my family and harassing us like this, but I am getting pretty damned sick of it. I have enough shit to deal with with, oh, I don’t know, half my family being murdered, my son’s killer still being on the loose, 9 years bedridden and still relearning to walk, … I don’t need these fucktards jumping into my life and trying to grab their 15 minutes of fame by tampering with the FBI’s investigation into hunting down my son’s murderer.

Know the truth. The truth will set you free.

April 7, 2023

It is 3 days to the 8 year anniversary of the murder of my family in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. The murderer is still unidentified and at large. If you have any information on the April 10, 2015 murder of my family please call FBI agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322

May 2, 2023

Also the vet found out someone fed my dog Mickey chocolate, cough drops, onions, and garlic... all extremely deadly poison to dogs... he almost died... he was having seizures and bleeding .... it damaged his pancreas and kidneys and liver and nerves.... he was on an iv for a week and had over $4k in hospital visits and has been on pills for over a month... and now he shakes all the time like Parkinson disease, which doctor says indicates he suffered brain damage from the seizures the toxins caused. Mickey has an entire grocery bag of pills he has to take every day, now....it is believed one of the Atwater s did it, in an attempt to kill my dog... it is believed to be connected to the April 20, 2015 murder of my family, considering it happened on the 9th anniversary of that murder... it happened the day the squatters with the Lincoln were in our driveway....the squatters are now suspected to be involved in the attempted murder of my dog this month, and are likely Atwaters... If you have information about anything, call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 and give it to him, not me.. in addition to the FBI, Biddeford and old Orchard Beach police are also seeking information about the people with this car who was in our yard, the week my dog was force fed poison...

I will point out that I don't have chocolate, cough drops, onions, or garlic in my house, because I am deathly allergic, peanut allergy levels of allergic, to those things, and that is a well known fact, which means the attack on my dog, might have been an intended attack on me as well.

May 27, 2023 - She's Back... psycho bitch who screams on porch has returned, because... somewhere there is a baby whose first words were... "EelKat" and "Volvo"? What the fuck? What is she even talking about?

You know... when you have a baby, just learning how to talk... you would expect it's first words to be momma or dadda. A few weeks ago, Crackhead Camilla was here, you heard her in the background of my March 20th livestream on Twitch, the day my dog was poisoned... that day... as you heard her screaming through the window of my apartment, her grandbaby's first word was "EelKat", according to the screaming she was doing in the window.

I have to ask... how much hatred do you have to have for me, that you talk about me so much, that your baby's fist word is MY name?

Interesting development. The baby, now speaks TWO words. Guess what the second word is?

Volvo.

And so, there is a baby, whose family, spends so much time obsessing 24/7 over me, and my car, that the first 2 words their baby learned to say was "EelKat" and "Volvo" and they are pissed about it.

I have to say, it's their own fault for talking about me 24/7 instead of spending quality time with their family, that has caused their baby's first words to be "EelKat" and "Volvo", however... I would have no way of knowing this if they hadn't taken it upon themselves to be in my driveway yelling at my neighbors about it.

Here's a tip: maybe you should stop harassing me, maybe you should stop obsessing over me, maybe you should get a life, maybe you should have been spending more time with your baby, instead of bitching 24/7 about me and my car, in front of your baby? Maybe you should just leave me alone, seeing how I've never bothered you and I haven't got a clue, who the hell you even are.

Here's another tip: my baby is dead, he was murdered, try being glad your baby is alive instead of being a psycho bitch Karen who spends here days being the loud mouthed busy body spreading rumors and lies about me. How would YOU feel is a psychopath beat YOU up with a golf club and murdered YOUR baby and left YOU crippled with a broken spine for the rest of YOUR life, and some bitch ass Karen like YOU showed up to endless harass YOU while running around spreading lies calling YOU a transvestite and transgender... did you ever think that maybe, YOU might not like it if someone like YOU did to YOU the things you do to me?

It serves you right if your baby's first words actually were "EelKat" and "Volvo". Maybe that'll teach you to leave me the fuck alone and stop spreading slander about me 24/7.

You are able to leave your house and walk, and you have a baby who is still alive, why don't you stop being a psychotic bitch and count your blessing and go spend time with that baby instead of showing up here and bitching at me? Do you realize every minute you waste focusing on me is another minute you miss in your baby's life? Do you even have any iota of a clue what a b;essing you have and are squandering, by having a baby who is alive and wasn't murdered by a psychopath named Claire who smashed it's brains out with a gold club, the way my baby was murdered?

Your baby is alive, go spend time with it. And leave me to continue my search for the Claire bitch who murdered my baby with a glf club at Southern Maine Community College on November 14, 2013 when she also left me crippled for the rest of my life.

As for my car.. it was NOT painted BEFORE my baby died. I painted it BECAUSE my baby died. I also did not own the pink motorhome before my baby died, I ought it BECAUSE the same Claire bitch who murdered my baby, also drove a backhoe over my house.

And both things she did, because someone, probably you, considering how you keep calling me a transvestite, convinced her that I was a man, a transvestite, even though I was 8 months pregnant.

I don't know who you are or why you keep showing up to yell at me, a blind, crippled, bed ridden elderly cis woman, but your harassment is rather annoying. Leave me alone. I'm not bothering you and I don't know either who you are or why you are bothering me.

May 28, 2023:

There keeps being an issue of people saying they have talked to me and I said this or that to them... as was being done again 2 days ago, so I wrote a response to that. Here it is: Next time someone tells you I said or did a thing READ THIS and REMEMBER WHY it is NOT possible for me to have said or done the things they slanderously claim about me:

There keeps being an issue of people saying they have talked to me and I said this or that to them… as well as people saying Ive done this or that as well… Do you want o know how you can tell if these people are lying to you? It’s very simple really:

#1: I am crippled. I am bed ridden. I have a broken spine. I can’t stand up. I can’t get out of bed. I have been crippled and bed ridden with a broken spine since November 14, 2013.

Test them by asking them to describe to you, what my bed looks like, what my room looks like, how is my bed set up… you see… if they HAD in fact talked with me, they would know the answer to these things, because, they would have been in my room, beside my bed, because… there’s this little detail, this one little problem, that they over looked when they told you they had talked to me, and it’s called: I can’t get out of bed, because:

I am crippled. I am bed ridden. I have a broken spine. I can’t stand up. I can’t get out of bed. I have been crippled and bed ridden with a broken spine since November 14, 2013.

#2: No ONE, not ONE, SINGLE, SOLITARY person, has EVER visited me. Not once. No one has ever visited me.

#3: I don’t have a phone. If you talked to me at a distance, you talked to me on FaceBook, as everyone is well away, I don’t comment, reply, direct message, or private message anyone, so EVERYTHING I ACTUALLY said, can be seen on my profile, just scroll down and read it for yourself.

#4: The ONLY people, whom have talked to me in person, are the psycho deranged harassers who show up nearly daily to scream at me, through my bedroom window, while standing at the end of my driveway. And I don’t know why they are, because I do not recognize their voices, and there’s that one other little detail:

#5: I am blind. I have been blind my whole life. I can only see a little out of one eye. The little bit I can see, is exactly four inches. Have you ever noticed that when I do walk, which is very rare, I wear wrap around black glasses, and a carry a red and white striped cane with a yellow tip at the end? I am blind, so I do not recognize your voice, I have no way to identify who you are.

And if you did not know I was blind, you have to ask the question… how then, did you claim to have talked to me, because had you talked to me, you would have notice, I never look at your face, because I have no way of knowing where your face is, because I can’t see it.

This is why I can not identify the attackers, and why the FBI is asking for witnesses who CAN identify them to come forward, because I am blind and I do not know who attacked me. I couldn’t see them, because I am blind. I’ve been blind for over fifty years, and anyone who have ever ACTUALLY talked to me face to face, knows that I am blind. I know only that one had red hair and called herself Kendra Silvermander, speaking of herself in the 3rd person which is very unusual, the other, blond woman with her she called Claire. I was at the BugLight Lighthouse Art Studio packing my easel and suitcase of paint supplies into the back seat of my Volvo, when back then, was just a plain ordinary black Volvo, this event is what inspired me to paint it, I was not painted before this attack…I can see well enough to make out colours and shapes, but not details. The red-haired woman wore a black and white horizontal striped sweater and neon black-light glowing green cyborg style glasses. The blond woman wore a blue denim button down shirt and jeans, and had strange unnatural stripes in her hair, bands of light blonde and dark blonde, each several inches wide, very distinctive her hair and the red-haired woman’s glasses. But their faces I could not make out. I can’t see faces. I never could, not once since I was born. I do not know what ANYONE’S faces looking like, not my parents, not my brothers, not Ben, not you, NO ONE!

Which goes back to point 2: No one has EVER visited me. Not once. Not ever. Not once in over fifty years. You see people do not like to be around anyone with disabilities. People avoid you if you are disabled. I’ve never had a friend. No one. Not once. Not in my entire life. Not one friend, not ever, in more than fifty years.

#6: I have no friends. Any one telling you they are my friend, is lying to you. Friends visit each other. Friends spend time together. Friends go places together. Friends go to restaurants together. Friends go to movies together. Friends go shopping together. Friends do things together.

—-But no one has ever visited me: not once in fifty years, originally because I was blind, but now also because I am crippled, bedridden with a broken spine.

—-But no one has ever spent time with me: not once in fifty years, originally because I was blind, but now also because I am crippled, bedridden with a broken spine.

—-But no one has ever gone places with me: not once in fifty years, originally because I was blind, but now also because I am crippled, bedridden with a broken spine.

—-But no one goes to restaurants with me: not once in fifty years, originally because I was blind, but now also because I am crippled, bedridden with a broken spine.

—-But no one goes to movies with me: not once in fifty years, originally because I was blind, but now also because I am crippled, bedridden with a broken spine.

—-But no one talks to me: not once in fifty years, originally because I was blind, but now also because I am crippled, bedridden with a broken spine.

So how do they explain, their CLAIM, their LIE, when they say I have said a thing to them, when they have never been here to my room, to speak to me face to face.

And THAT is how you can tell, that ANYONE, and EVERY ONE, who says they have talked to me, and makes the claim I said some such thing, that’s how you can tell they are lying… ALL of them… EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM… because NONE of them, has EVERY, not once in fifty years, visited me, spent time with me, or talked to me face to face, and there is no other way to talk to me, then face to face.

So the next time someone makes the claim that I said something, KNOW that they are lying to you, because they NEVER talked to me. No one ever has.

If I am standing up, and you see me, believe the very fact that I am standing, means I am fucking pissed, because I have a broken spine, and every move I make hurts like hell, and YOU pissed me off, enough for me to get out of bed… or worse, if you have pissed me off, enough for me to drive to my land in Old Orchard, believe me, I’m fucking infuriated, not only for whatever you did, but also, because standing up hurts like hell, and every move I make, makes me hate you, because you were such an inconsiderate, ingrate jackass, uncaring about my health, uncaring how much pain I am in, how much each step I take is endless searing pain… then believe me, by the time I get to my land, I hate you a thousand times MORE then I did, the moment I stood up in the first place.

If you were not being and unkind, uncaring, ingrate, inconsiderate jackass, I wouldn’t have had to stand up and get out of bed in the first place.

And guess what? That brings us to point 7…

#7: If you were ACTUALLY my friend, and you ACTUALLY spent time with me, you would KNOW how much pain I am in 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year, because I have a shattered vertebrae bone severing my spinal cord, and the doctors can’t overate on it, and every move I make, puts pressure on that shard of bone, that is punctured through my spinal cord, causing intense nerve pain to surge through my back, my hips, my pelvis, both legs, and my left arm, with every single fucking step I take… and the pain is s bad, that I often can not talk at all, and the nerve damage is so bad that I have almost no function in my left side at all, and this effects my ability to speak… I struggle to get out a full sentence…. The pain is so bad, that I take long deep breaths between each word, and a single sentence can take me several MINUTES to speak, as a result of this, resulting in I have very slow, stuttered, disorganized speak, and even if you WERE here face to face visiting me, you wouldn’t be able to have very much of a conversation with me, as I can barely speak at all…and if you ACTUALLY knew me, and was here, seeing what I go through, you’d have known that too.

#8: When I was 14 years old, I was beaten in the face with a brick, by DEAR KIND OOOOOh SOOOOO LOVING parents and Atwater uncles… beaten in the face with several bricks… cinder block bricks… that broke my jaw, so badly, that I was MUTE from the age of 14 till the age of 42.

I was 42, when the golf club attacked happened, and while at the hospital, having surgeries, and cat scans, and x-rays, and MRIs… the doctors made an alarming discovery… one that no one had ever considered before: I wasn’t actually a deaf, dumb mute like my parents had told every one for decades… no… I just had a broken jaw, and I was unable to open and close my mouth, and THAT was why I couldn’t talk.

I’ve had plastic surgery, and jaw surgery… that happened in 2016… three years AFTER the golf club attack… go watch my VoDs, you can see EXACTLY when I had the jaw surgery… because in my videos before, I couldn’t open my mouth and you could not understand my attempts to speak, because the limited ability to open my mouth resulted in garbled mumblings… and then there is a space of a few weeks of me with a very bruised looking face, and BOOM, suddenly, a video, where for the first time in forty years, I could speak well enough, that I could be understood… if you waited long enough for me to get a full sentence out, that is.

#9: I have lung scarring, caused by stacybotrin poisoning, a side effect of being locked in that “room” from the time I was 8 years old, until I was 31 years od. The mold was growing so thick in my lungs, that I can barely breath, and my throat is damages so badly, from the mold growing so thick in my esophagus and throat. For so many decades, that my voice in barely a whisper. I can not raise my voice. I can not yell. I can not scream. And if you want to talk to me, and a normal, everyday conversation, you have to have your ear VERY close to my face, in order to be able to hear me speak, at all.

Which does make some things people say about me laughable… like the white haired man who runs around Old Orchard with the false claiming slander saying that I yell at him…a claim he was making in 2015, a year BEFORE, I had my jaw surgery, a time period when I was still mute and had ZERO speech ability AT ALL. Pray tell, how exactly am I going to yell at him or anyone else, with my lifelong, multi faucted speech disability, that results in I only started speaking vocally, in June 2016, just seven years ago, and even now, most people can whisper far louder than my loudest volume is even capable…. AGAIN… this is a thing you WOULD HAVE KNOWN, had you ACTUALLY been friends wih me, and ACTUALLY visited me and ACTUALLY spoke with me face to face…

So the next time someone tells you that they have spoken with me or that I have spoken with them, know that, they are lying to you… because, well, it IS kind of difficult to speak to someone when you can’t speak at all, now, isn’t it?

And my question here is: WHAT IS THEIR MOTIVE?

That’s what I want to know.

If someone is running around slandering me, making the false claim that I spoke to them and said something to them… when clearly I have NOT spoken to them at all… my first question is to ask: WHY? Why are they slandering me in this manner? WHY are they spreading rumours and lies about me? WHY are they lying to YOU about me? WHY are they making the claims of me doing and saying things, that I simply am not even physically capable of saying or doing at all? What is their motive? They MUST have a motive, otherwise they would not be doing it at all. So what is their notice? What incentive drives them to spread these rumours and lies making slanderous claims about me?

May 31, 2023

So... these Atwaters who, supposedly know soooo much about me that they keep saying I'm YOUNG then my 3J brothers who are aged 33, 32, and 30... did you know that Ben and I's 40th anniversary FORTIETH ANNIVERSARY - is less then a year away now... Ben and I have been together just under 40 years now. You might want to think on THAT little tid bit, next time you believe anything an Atwater says.

And YES, I have been seeing your messages of "you mother says you told her..." and "you mother says you said...". No, I have no clue what my mother is talking about, no one ever does, it IS rather difficult to translate anything my mother says in between her gibbering about aliens, demons, witches, witchcraft, saran, hating god, anti-vaccine, hating blacks, hating jews, hating Mormons, or whatever else it is this time that her demon friends are telling her to hate.... Thing is: I don't believe in aliens, demons, ghosts, ufos, satan, witches, witchcraft, or ANY of the other lunacy my mother runs around claiming I believe in... if you pay attention you will notice that it is ONLY the ATWATERS, of which my mother is one, who EVER talk about aliens, demons, ufos, satan, witches, or witchcraft, and they accuses EVERYONE of being abducted by aliens, posessed with demons, or witches practicing witchcraft, I'm NOT the only person they falsly accuss of being demon possessed,, falsely accuse of be an alien abductee, falsely accuse of being a witch practicing witchcraft... also, my mother and ALL the Atwaters is one quater black and one quarter native American, because their mother Eva Viola Atwater had a full blooded Kickapoo mother and a full blooded black father. DNA has proven that, so, the Atwaters in all their white superiority aren't nearly as white as they are telling you they are.... and as for ANYTHING, my mother is telling you I supposedly said to her: I have not had contact with her in WELL OVER A DECADE... and I blocked her and all the rest of the Atwaters on every social media, way back in 2010, thirteen years ago, so I've not said anything to Barbara, Brucies, Dickie, David, Dawnie, Joey, Peter, Bobby, or and of the rest of them in WELL OVER A DECADE either...

...the short of it is this... either YOU are lying when you say, my mother, my aunt Barbara, or anyone else said to you, that I said something... which I doubt... you have no motive to say my mother told you I said something... or... it's my my mother and the Atwaters doing what they do best, doing what they ALWAYS do... trying to start fights, by running around lying about everyone they can think of, gossipping about everyone they can, and lying when they tell you that I said something to them...

NEVER FORGET! The ache of my son's absence is unbearable, and those impeding the search for truth stand under a cloud of suspicion. What truths do they fear will emerge in the pursuit of justice? It's time to illuminate the shadows and demand justice for my son.

Remember, these are the people who knew so little about me, that they didn;t know my son Xavier Wildes was murdered November 14, 2013, or that I was have been paralyzed and crippled and bedridden since November 14, 2013... or that on April 10, 2015 a grou p of around 74 people dressed as the Ku Klux Klan arrived murdered the REST of my family and nailed the heads of my ten foster children to the front door of my big pink motorhome.... My mother and the Atwaters know so VERY LITTLE about me, that they were unaware these things happened... and that tells you just EXACTLY how much they REALLY do NOT care or give a fucking shit about me or my family.

NEVER FORGET! My son's heartbeat echoes in the silence, and those standing against the pursuit of truth drape themselves in suspicion. What secrets, if not guilt, are they desperate to conceal? It's time to expose those who obstruct my son's path to justice.

Remember THAT, next time my mother or ANY other Atwater lies to you and says I even had one iota of an inkling of thinking of talking to them at all, let alone actually DID say ANYTHING to those no good filthy peices of dhit, who.... oh year, PAID the man who drove a back hoe over my house yes, destroying everything I owned inside the house including the ten thousand comics books people keep asking what happened too, they also paid the golf club woman $26k yes twenty six THOUSAND dollars to murder my baby, my father is the one who took out the loan and gave it to my mother, who gave it to the other Atwaters, the FBI has all the paperwork for that.... so, yeah... my parents, BOTTH of them, were involved in hiring that Claire bitch and Kendra Silvermander to murder my baby and cripple me, they are NOT as innocent as they pretend to be and the FBI can fucking prove it. What they can't figure out it who the hell Claire or Kendra Silvermander are... because the Claire they thought it was, the dead, and she's been dead a long time...

And yes, I AM aware that my father was involved in stealing a boat from Arizona and putting it on my land in Maine, that's why I want the fucking boat out of my yard, because it was my father who put it there... I asked him... he said he had to put things on my land to piss off some guy named Mark. I don't know who Mark is, I don't know antone named Mark, but apparently, whoever Mark is, my father conned him into thinking my father owned my land, and that's why my father dumped that silver car and boat on my land... and no that doesn't make since to me, but nothing my father ever does makes sense, logical considering he was diagnosed as having schizophrenia back in May 2006.

My father doesn't own the land in Old Orchard Beach and HE NEVER DID... that's why I'm also pissed to find out my father cut off half of my land which was only one eighth of an acre to begin with, and SOLD IT TO HIS COUSIN COOLIARD... which apparently he did in 2007, and no one at the town hall ever told me, even though I continued paying taxes on it until 2020.... something I stopped doing when Colliard put a house, yes, ON MY LAND that he bought from my father, AFTER MY FATHER FUCKING STOLE IT FROM ME!

Something, we now know was my MOTHER'S idea, she's the one who told him to do it!

So, yes, I HATE both of my parents with unfathomable fury and I want nothing to do with either one of those two piles of crap!

So, NO, I haven't said ANYTHING to any of them... so whaever they aree telling you I said... they ARE LYING TO YOU!

My parents are fucking con artists just like ALL the Atwaters are and I want nothing to do with any of them.

But also...Do you KNOW how old Ben is? You people who are giving him orders to run all over hell, moving things, lifting things, carrying thing, you DO realize he was in WOLR WAR TWO,,,, right? He's an Austrian who moved to America in 1953... Yes, that guy the Sanford Ward Church members keep getting to do errands for the elderly, is TWENTY to THIRTY YEARS OLDER then the elderly they got him running errands for and... I'm sorry, but the guy is almost a hundred years old, and I don't exactly like you making him do YOUR HEAVY LIFTING YARD WORK for you!

June 4, 2023

The car the squatters parked in my yard is gone... the boat the other squatters illegally parked in my yard is going next. Health update: Mickey, my elderly 12 year old dog, is starting to walk again. He can now sit up and scoot himself around on his bum. He still can not stand long though, and we are not yet able to return to going for walks. If you don't know, on March 20th, the jackasses whom have been squatting and dumping their cars and boats on my land poisoned him, because they thought poisoning a dog is funny... he's been on an IV and 15 different medications that he has to take every 8 hours, for the past 3 months, and his medical bills are now just under $10k. He's also been paralyzed, has severe nerve and muscle damage, and now has seizures and tremors. Which is why I'm no longer having the police issue the monthly please remove your illegally parked cars and boats off my land, and I'm just now outright having junk yards take them away. I am fucking sick of being harassed. Poisoning my dog was the last straw.

There are four different sets of squatters, 5 if you count the bicycle guy the police dragged out who was hiding his drugs under my motorhome, 4 different sets of squatters are dumping, huge, massive piles of garbage on my land... and I don't know which one poisoned my dog, so, I'm just getting rid of everything. I'm tired of being nice, being sympathetic to people who claim to be struggling when in reality they are just taking advantage of my good nature. This fucking dumping stuff in my yard has to end. In 2015 that idiot with the green dump truck hauled garbage, bagged garbage and dumped it on my land, the pile was 30 feet wide, one hundred and seventy-five feet long, and twelve feet tall, and cost me $12k to have it removed.

This pile went on for one hundred and seventy five feet long, stood twelve feet tall, and in 2015 was thirty feet wide, and was dumping on my yard by a green construction dump struck with a red apple painted on the doors and a black and silver stripped hood:

This pile went on for one hundred and seventy five feet long, stood twelve feet tall, and in 2015 was thirty feet wide, and was dumping on my yard by a green construction dump struck with a red apple painted on the doors and a black and silver stripped hood.

And they are fucking doing it again! More stuff keeps being dumped on my yard every month. Do you know what is under the boat and the car? My picnic table, shattered, and my blue girl rose bushes, dead. People keep asking why I don't do the book review garden vlogs anymore... I can't... there is a giant boat and a car sitting on top of my now crushed recording set up! They didn't give a shit that they destroyed the thing I do for an income!

The one who owned the car, which just left this morning, is the one who cut all the wires off the Biddeford apartment November 2021, and is the one who runs around bragging he killed my previous dog, Mary, with rat poison, is the one who brags he put the potato in my Volvo tail pipe March 2022, when the gas tank blew up at the Wal-Mart intersection where I almost got hit by an 18wheeler, and is the same one who has spent most of Fall 2022 threatening to poison my dog Mickey, who was poisoned March 20th 2023. That is why, his car is now gone from my yard…. A car which he put there in 2027, without my permission or knowledge and has been refusing to remove. He's also one of the FBIs three primary suspects in the November 14, 2013 golf club attack at Southern Maine Community College, the attack which murdered my infant son and left me crippled with a broken spine, 5 months paralyzed, and 9 years relearning to walk.

It's his stuff that is being removed. The other stuff, not his, I am willing to work with the owners of the items, if they ACTUALLY want to take their things which have been on my land more three years for some more then 7 years for others. They've not been threatening me, and does appear that the guy who has been threatening me, is the one who actually stole their items and put it on my land, as some of them, like the boat the owners are unaware how their things got on my land… neither me nor the boats owner can figure out how his boat came to be sitting on my land… if any one knows of a way to deliver his boat back to him, that would be greatly appreciated by both of us.

Health update: Mickey, my elderly 12 year old dog, is starting to walk again. He can now sit up and scoot himself around on his bum. He still can not stand long though, and we are not yet able to return to going for walks. If you don't know, on March 20th, the jackasses whom have been squatting and dumping their cars and boats on my land poisoned him, because they thought poisoning a dog is funny... he's been on an IV and 15 different medications that he has to take every 8 hours, for the past 3 months, and his medical bills are now just under $10k. He's also been paralyzed, has severe nerve and muscle damage, and now has seizures and tremors. Which is why I'm no longer having to police issue the monthly please remove your illegally parked cars and boats off my land, and I'm just now outright having junk yards take them away. I am fucking sick of being harassed. Poisoning my dog was the last straw.

NEVER FORGET: these people hurt my dog because they are trying to stop my son's murder investigation.

NEVER FORGET! They took my child in the name of sin, but their hands are stained with the real sin – murder. Justice for my son is not just a demand; it's a warning to those who think they can silence the voice of a grieving mother.

June 10, 2023

Boat's gone. The guy it was stolen from, has it back. We finally found help to get it back to him. We still don't know who stole it from him and dumped it in my yard or why they did it.

June 9, 2023

I do have to wonder the montive, of someone who doesn't know me, never met me, and feels the DAILY need to run into my driveway whenever aa stranger is around, run up to said stranger, and ACTIVLY take them by the arm, telling them to stay away from my car, telling them quite specifically and outright: "Don't read the lies on that poster", and then spends ten minutes, still trespassing in my driveway, explaining to said stranger that "she's crazy, you know, there are no children, the FBI is not looking for murderers..." and leaving said stranger to wonder what the hell she is talking about.

Side note: since the murder of my son on November 14, 2013, there has been a sign on my car asking for witnesses to come forward with info; the Ku Klux Klan attack on April 10, 2015 when 74 men and women in white robes and hoods beheaded my 10 foster children and nailed their heads to my motorhome door was added to the sign after April 10, 2015... June 16, 2016 FBI Agent Andy Drewer gave me the FBI hotline number, set up specifically for witnesses to call with information about the murder of my ELEVEN children was added to the sign.

No one who was NOT involved in the murder of my children has ANY reason to show up in my yard and do, what Steve's wife just did.

Steve: is your wife one of the women who was in my yard on April 10, 2025 using a piano wire noose to saw my 4 year old daughter's head off? Please explain to me why you wife, is right now, this very minute, standing in my driveway, beside my Volvo, telling a man with a lawnmower that my children were not murdered? What is your wife's motive for doing this? No one with out a motive has any reason to try to cover up the murder of my children... especially not to my landscaper who is just trying to mow the yard and is wondering why your wife is being a raving lunatic ranting at him about my car.

You know, when someone refuses to stop standing on your porch calling your car a suicide demon, the solution is to remove the porch, so Crackhead Camilla now has no place to stand and scream... Yes... the front porch is gone... try screaming your bitch lungs out at my car from the porch now.

June 15, 2023

This happens every time I CosPlay Quaraun, except they are starting early this year... PortCon is still a few days away. Quaraun, is a homosexual bio-cis-male, who wears elaborate pink ballgowns and is a transvestite; he is he main character of Gay Romance novels. He is my favorite character, and even though I am a bio-cis-female, I CosPlay him at events, like PortCon, something I have done since the late 1990s, almost thirty years now. And EVERY SINGLE TIME I CosPlay him, local nutcake fruit jub holier than though Christians, show up calling me a "transvestite freak", acussing me of being gay, accusing me of being transgender, throughout the entire of 2015 multiple church groups (Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, Sandford Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, Grace Point Chaple, New Life Church, Saco Baptist Church, and Curtis Lake Church... all different denominations, but their members joined forces in a massive group of more then one hundred fag-haters, too show up in my yard with god hates fags signs while chanting "too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach" on a near daily basis for the entire of 2015 and 2016, and they are the group who showed up April 10, 2015 murdered my children, cut their heads off and nailed their heads to the door of my motorhome...

that group, them...

they also spent Christmas eve 2017 throwing rocks at the high street apartment while chanting "transvestite freak", they returned to the high street apartment February 2019 and did $230k in damages to the building and over $30k in damages to my car... which is why we moved to main street because the city condemned the high street building due to said $230k in damages...

the same haters who arrived at Southern Maine Community College on November 14, 2013 and crippled me with golf clubs when I was 8 months pregnant and they also murdered my baby by smashing his head in with golf clubs... THEM... those hate mongering slanderous jackasses who have spent the past decade trying to convince everyone I am transgender because I a cis female CosPlay gay men at event like PortCo... those idiots, are back...

because, oh look, Portcon 2023 is in 5 days and I am CosPlaying Quaraun, a two thousand year old shape shifting gay alien transvestite Moon Elf from Dungeon's and Drangon's SpellJammer... you know, a fucking FICTIONAL character! You do realize that the ONLY people who knew I was making a new version of the Quaraun CosPlay were people on my FaceBook friends list, because I haven't told anyone else about my costume... and that means, one of the haters who was involved in the murder of my son, is someone on my FaceBook friend's list, because hey look... those church crazy homophobic trans haters are here 5 DAYS before I've even worn the costume...

how the fuck did they find out I'd be wearing it, unless someone on my FaceBook friend's list told them? I am so sick of these fucked up haters who think, it is okay to harass a crippled, blind, woman, because she likes to CosPlay gay men at anime conventions. Never forget, those gay haters were so damned convinced that I MUST be trans because I CosPlay trann charcters, that they murdered my baby WHILE I WAS 8 MONTHS PREGNANT!

June 16, 2023

I'm getting weird messages from people asking why this or that other person is saying I said or did this or that other thing, and I don't know what they are talking about, or who is saying I am saying or doing what, or why they are claiming I am doing or saying anything at all. You do realize the people saying, that when I said A, I actually meant B, are total idiots who clearly never met me face to face, right? I have Kanner's Syndrome. They are inferring context, subtext, innuendos, similes, metaphors, cryptic messages, and hidden meanings to my words, which I'm not capable of. They'd know that if they have ever met me in person. Please watch the movie RainMan. THAT is Kanner's Syndrome, and that is EXACTLY what I talk like, act like, and how I function in life. Just because I am a savant who published my first book at the age 3, yes, I was 3 years old, and was removed from school at age 8, yes, 8, because I couldn't be taught, in spite of having published 5 more books by 8 years old. I was reading and writing at a college level by 9 years old, but I still could not talk, didn't know how to hold a spoon, and had no ability to be taught numbers or math or science. By the time I was 18 I have published more than 3 dozen books as well as more than 200 articles for the Boston Globe newspaper, but I also had not yet learned how to bath myself, count, tell time, or speak.

Kannar's Syndrome is also known by the names of "ACTUAL Autism" or "REAL Austism" or "None verbal Autism" or "Savant Autism". There IS a reason when I go to conventions like Portcn and PAX and Comic Con, that even though I am in my 50s I have adult caretakers with me at all times, and there is a reason when doing book signings, my fans and readers always say: "what's this retard doing here? come on, what's the joke, where's the real author, I want to met EelKat, not this fucking retard, look at her! look at how she acts, she can't even get a full sentence out, she can't talk, all she does is sit on the floor rocking back and forth and slapping her head, are you really telling me this brain dead retarded vegetable is EelKat, oh my god, I didn't know she was this damned retarded, how the hell did she write all these books?" ... I'm sorry, but there is a reason why 99.99% of people whom have ever met me face to face are going to be quick to tell you I am too retarded to fed myself, too retarded to not wear a diaper, too retarded to hold a vocal conversation... it's because I AM TAT retarded... no, them telling you I am retarded is NOT them being mean, because I AM retarded... I have Kanner's Syndrome.

Go watch the movie RainMan, I act EXACTLY like that.... I can write books, I can sew costume, but I literally can NOT do one other thing else... that's what Savant MEANS... and it also means that I am not mentally or physically capable of subtext... I say EXACTLY what I mean, straight up full dictionary definition, no, slang, no subtext, no hidden meanings, I don't know slang, I don't know how to infer subtext, ... I think perhaps you are too used to Asperger's idiots running around falsly calling themselves Autistic when they are not, and has caused you to not know what REAL AND ACTUAL AUTISM, is like... did you know that Autim, REAL Autism, ACTUAL Autism, is so rare, one of the rarest diseases on the planet, that since the 1940s, there have been FEWER then one hundred and twenty thousand REAL and ACTUAL cases of REAL and ACTUAL Autism, evr diagnosed? Aspergers on the other hand is so common that one in three people have it. Aspergers is NOT Autism, and I've always hated that idiots try to say Asperies are Autistic when they are not...

I say it again: go watch the movie RAINMAN... that is what REAL and ACTUAL Autism more correctly known as Kanner's Syndrome is like, and THAT is what I have, REAL Autism, NOT Aspergers...so no, these people who are trying to add subtext, THEY are inferring context, subtext, innuendos, similes, metaphors, cryptic messages, and hidden meanings to my words, which I AM NOT CAPABLE OF... and you and they and everyone else would KNOW this IMMEDIATLY, if you or they or anyone else ever met me face to face and actually attempted to have a real live vocal face to face conversation with me. Pay attention to WHO says exactly WHA... I know the meanings of words and I use them correctly as the dictionary intended. I do NOT use slang, subtext, innuendos, similes, metaphors, cryptic messages, and hidden meanings to my words, because, everyone else with Kannar's syndrome I'm not capable of it. If people what to SAY, my words MUST mean this or MUST mean that, that's on them, that's THEIR own paranoia putting words in my mouth and attributing words to me, that I never said. It's like the idoit who run around yip yapping about aliens, ufos, and demons... THEY talk about aliens, ufos, and demons... NOT me.

NEVER FORGET! My son's life was cut short, and those opposing the relentless pursuit of truth wrap themselves in a cloak of suspicion. No one but the murderer has any reason, any motive to hinder the police investigation. What are they trying to hide by obstructing justice? It's time to uncover the motives of those hindering my son's fight for justice. Why do they demand the investigation cease? Why do they make up wild rumors and lies of demons and witches? What do they seek to hide behind their ravings of ghosts and aliens?

I've never studied aliens, ufos, or demons so I don't know the first thing about them. I never studied them because I don't believe in them and I think anyone who believes in aliens, ufos, or demons is stupid, to the point of being far more retarded than I am... and that's hard to do, because, guess what, when most people think of a retarded adult itting on the floor slapping their face gibbering one word over and over for hours, like I do, because I do that, that is what I do... THAT mental image of "retarded" IS REAL and ACTUAL Autism, and yes, if you have Autism, you ARE retarded, because that' IS what the word Autism means... Autism is NOT Aspergers... Autism is NOT "high functioning"... Autism, IS mental retardation of all the centers of the brain except for one... which is what SAVANT means... for me that one thing is reading and writing. But it really is the ONLY thing I can do. I have no ability to go shopping on my own because I have no ability to count or use money or even know one type of money from another. I have to rely on the honesty of a cashier, when they tell me this dollar amount and I literally hand then a giant wad of cash and say: "I can't count, I don't know math, I don't know money, is there enough here?"...

There is a reason it took me three decades to get a driver's license... because in America you can't drve if you have Autism... and I fought that for decades... and won... and at age 37 I became the FIRST and to this am still the ONLY person in America who has both REAL and ACTUAL Autism, and ALSO has a driver's license.... if you have Asperger's you are NOT mentally retarded and NOT restricted by the law from driving, but you have Autism, real and actual Autism, you are very, very, very, SERVERLY mentally retarded and the law won't let you drive, unless you fight them to hell and back and prove you CAN drive. And Autistics can't, so to this day, now twenty years later, I am not only STILL the first person with Autism to ever be given a driver's license, but I am still the ONLY Autistic driver in America, thus WHY I built and own The Autism Awareness Car... my Volvo is the Autism Awareness Car, that is WHY it is painted and why it says in VERY BIG LETTERS: Autistic Driver... Autism, real and actual Autism, the head pounding non verbal in the corner type, NOT Aspergers....

So the next time, someone says to you, I was inferring this or that such and such subcontext, context, subtext, innuendos, similes, metaphors, cryptic messages, and hidden meanings to my words, which I'm not capable of... you just punch them in the face for me and you tell them to stop making up nasty bitch rumors and lies about a mentally retarded Autistic Savant with Kannar's syndrome, who is not capable of inferring context, subtext, innuendos, similes, metaphors, cryptic messages, and hidden meanings to my words, because, again... go watch the movie RainMan... I'm EXACTLY like THAT. With him he could do numbers, with me, I can type., and I really can't do anything else, because yes, I REALLY AM THAT retarded. And these people who are attributting to me, things I'm not physically capable of, PROVE they have NEVER met me, NEVER talked to me and DO NOT know me, just by the fact alone, that they were UNAWARE how very, very, very SERVERLY retarded, I actually am.

The fact is, they heard I had Autism and thought it was Aspergers, because most people with Aspergers call themselves Autistic when they are not, which causes us who ACTUALLY are Autistic to have an even harder time interacting with people, because people see the Aspeies doing normal things, and forget that Aspergers is NOT Autism... and you RARELY see REAL ND ACTUAL Autism outside of a mental institute, for the very simple fact REAL Autism does require 24 hour adult supervision, something yes, I do require. Did you never notice I always have a care taken with me? There IS a reason he is always with me... I really am NOT mentally capable of doing things on my own, and he really does need to be there all the time.... so it's just plain silly, the idiot things these local nutjobs are trying to attribute as things I would or even could say and do.

June 21, 2023: Death Threats on FaceBook

Does anyone know who the FaceBook Account "Brooke Johnson" is? FaceBook just sent me a message notifying me that she's been posting a LOT of hateful threats about me, but I've never heard of her before. I just looked at her profile to see who she was and the profile image is a redhaired woman with green glasses, who looks like the "Kendra Silvermander" woman who was wielding the golf club that murdered my son on November 14, 2013. I don't know anyone named "Brooke Johnson" so I don't know who she is or why she's posting death threats of me on her friends' profiles, but she looks enough like Kendra Silvermander, that I think she could be the woman who murdered my son. Does anyone know who she is or why she posting death threats to me, on other people's FaceBook walls?

Also... There seems to be some sort of weird mix up going on. I keep getting messages about the signs in my yard, but the messages keep talking about a house, and saying the signs were about a house. Uhm... no. I have NEVER had signs about a house. The signs went up in 2013 and have ALWAYS been about the murder of my son. There have never been any signs mentioning a house.

And I've been getting messages about this for a couple of years, and it's always baffled me because I have no clue what these people are talking about.

Well, a guy sent me pictures of the signs about a house... ah... no... those are not mine. Those are over at 148 Portland Ave. Those are signs my mother put up about Pastor Elliot and The Arundel Christian Tabernacle. Those signs are made out of poster board and magic makers, and they are NOT mine. I don't know the details about the house signs over next door to me at 148 Portland Ave... those are NOT my signs and I'm not involved in any of whatever it is going on with them.

I'm at 146 Portland Ave. And my sings are the big twenty foot tall cloth banners and the metal 1950s billboard, both painted with paint. And are asking for people to call the FBI hotline about the murder of my son, if they have any information leading to the murderers being identified.

Again, these people seem to be mixing me up, with two other woman. My mother to the left of me at 148 and my cousin to the right of me at 144.

I'm the one with the pink motorhome at 146, and the motorhome is only about 10 feet skinnier than my yard.

The log cabin at 144, they are the ones fighting with some guy about a septic system... and the massive crater that used to be a house, that was stolen and to Lake Arrowhead, that's at 148, and she is ALSO fighting with the same guy about a septic tank...

I am between BOTH of them... the big hill, with the pink motorhome at 146 is me.

I'm not involved with the signs at 144 or the signs at 148, I'm not involved with e septic tank feud at 144 or the septic tank fued at 148. I'm not involved with the stolen house signs. I'm not involved with the Pastor Elliot signs. I'm not involved with the cat signs (which are again at 148, next door to me), I/m not involved in the Arundel church signs.

Those signs these people are talking about are my neighbours signs at 144 and 148, and those those signs went up in 2001, they've been up for almost 25 years now.

I never had any signs before 2013, and my signs are ALL about the murder of my son and asking for help in id-ing the murderer.

Likewise, the woman who fights with the pick up truck guy, she the woman at 148... again... I'm at 146, next door to her, and I don't know who that guy is, expect, she keeps calling him "Mark" so I assume his name is Mark, but I don't know anyone name Mark, noor do I know who he is. And he is always over at 144 fighting with my right side neighbor over there. Again, my 144 neighbor always calls him "Mark", but again, I have never met him and don't know who he is.

My 148 neighbour has a white car, my 144 neighbor has a big black car... I have the Volvo with the unicorns painted all over it.

The women at 148 and 144 are the two women you keep seeing out their yelling at some guy named Mark... NOT me... I can't yell, also... my voice is barely a whisper, my throat was damaged when I was 8 years old, I have been mute my whole life until I had surgery in 2016, and I can't yell, I can barly even talk.

These people are mixing me up with these two other women really bad. I think that's why I always have so much trouble trying to figure out what people are talking about. People are constantly saying I say or did this or that thing, and I'm always wondering what the fuck are they even talking about... I think 99.99% of the stuff people are attributing to me is actually stuff being said and done by my neighbours at 144 and 148 and for some reason, people don't know we are three different women? I'm at 146. I have no involvement in the goings on at 144 and 148.

The signs in my yard say the same thing as the signs on my car:

Updated wording of the new signs on my car:

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

June 23, 2023

There seems to be some sort of weird mix up going on. I keep getting messages about the signs in my yard, but the messages keep talking about a house, and saying the signs were about a house. Uhm... no. I have NEVER had signs about a house. The signs went up in 2013 and have ALWAYS been about the murder of my son. There have never been any signs mentioning a house.

And I've been getting messages about this for a couple of years, and it's always baffled me because I have no clue what these people are talking about.

Well, a guy sent me pictures of the signs about a house... ah... no... those are not mine. Those are over at 148 Portland Ave. Those are signs my mother put up about Pastor Elliot and The Arundel Christian Tabernacle. Those signs are made out of poster board and magic makers, and they are NOT mine. I don't know the details about the house signs over next door to me at 148 Portland Ave... those are NOT my signs and I'm not involved in any of whatever it is going on with them.

I'm at 146 Portland Ave. And my sings are the big twenty foot tall cloth banners and the metal 1950s billboard, both painted with paint. And are asking for people to call the FBI hotline about the murder of my son, if they have any information leading to the murderers being identified.

Again, these people seem to be mixing me up, with two other woman. My mother to the left of me at 148 and my cousin to the right of me at 144.

I'm the one with the pink motorhome at 146, and the motorhome is only about 10 feet skinnier than my yard.

The log cabin at 144, they are the ones fighting with some guy about a septic system... and the massive crater that used to be a house, that was stolen and to Lake Arrowhead, that's at 148, and she is ALSO fighting with the same guy about a septic tank...

I am between BOTH of them... the big hill, with the pink motorhome at 146 is me.

I'm not involved with the signs at 144 or the signs at 148, I'm not involved with e septic tank feud at 144 or the septic tank fued at 148. I'm not involved with the stolen house signs. I'm not involved with the Pastor Elliot signs. I'm not involved with the cat signs (which are again at 148, next door to me), I/m not involved in the Arundel church signs.

Those signs these people are talking about are my neighbours signs at 144 and 148, and those those signs went up in 2001, they've been up for almost 25 years now.

I never had any signs before 2013, and my signs are ALL about the murder of my son and asking for help in id-ing the murderer.

Likewise, the woman who fights with the pick up truck guy, she the woman at 148... again... I'm at 146, next door to her, and I don't know who that guy is, expect, she keeps calling him "Mark" so I assume his name is Mark, but I don't know anyone name Mark, noor do I know who he is. And he is always over at 144 fighting with my right side neighbor over there. Again, my 144 neighbor always calls him "Mark", but again, I have never met him and don't know who he is.

My 148 neighbour has a white car, my 144 neighbor has a big black car... I have the Volvo with the unicorns painted all over it.

The women at 148 and 144 are the two women you keep seeing out their yelling at some guy named Mark... NOT me... I can't yell, also... my voice is barely a whisper, my throat was damaged when I was 8 years old, I have been mute my whole life until I had surgery in 2016, and I can't yell, I can barly even talk.

These people are mixing me up with these two other women really bad. I think that's why I always have so much trouble trying to figure out what people are talking about. People are constantly saying I say or did this or that thing, and I'm always wondering what the fuck are they even talking about... I think 99.99% of the stuff people are attributing to me is actually stuff being said and done by my neighbours at 144 and 148 and for some reason, people don't know we are three different women? I'm at 146. I have no involvement in the goings on at 144 and 148.

The signs in my yard say the same thing as the signs on my car:

Updated wording of the new signs on my car:

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

NEVER FORGET! My son is dead, not because of my ambition, but because of their brutality. Justice is not vengeance; it's a plea for a world where seeking education doesn't cost the life of an innocent child.

Update June 24, 2023 - Stalker arrives at PortCon Maine

So, interesting thing just happened...but you know the woman (the young fat one with short black hair, that is sometimes blond and other times has purple hair, not her elderly grandmother that locals call Crackhead Camilla) was just at PortCon doing the same thing she does on our Biddeford front porch... getting drunk and babbling about me, Ben, Etoile, and my car... she followed me and Ben out of the Doubletree across the street to Round 1... she, another similar aged and sized woman with strawberry blond hair, a guy who appeared to be cosplaying some odd version of Bob Ross, and a big bleach blond guy, got into the booth beside me and Ben, and the drunk woman who yells about suicide demons on the porch, spent two full hours blubbering drunk gibberish about me, Etiole, Ben, and my car... i have the whole thing on video, by the way. Camera was sitting on table less the 3 feet from her face, while she yapped right into it too drunk to realize she had her face practically in my camera.

NEVER FORGET! They tore my son from my womb, smashed his innocence, and now those standing against justice cloak themselves in lies. Only the guilty fear the truth. What are they hiding by stopping the investigation? It's time to expose the monsters hindering my fight for justice. Why silence the search? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperate to conceal behind their madness of ghosts and aliens?

Okay, I've said before that this drunk woman who since October 2021, shows up on the front porch of the Biddeford apartment, was saying things that THE POLICE DID NOT RELEASE TO THE PUBLIC about the April 10, 2015 Ku Klux Klan attack on my farm in Old Orchard... information known only to the victims of the attack, the attackers, the police officers, and the FBI agents in charge of the murder investigation... specifically she has details about the extremely unique one of a kind hand made item that was used to murder, behead, and gut my 12 year old foster daughter Cleo. Because that murder weapon was a one of a kind, hand made item, the police withheld what it was. It is not mentioned in any reports other then the classified report that was sealed from public access. The old Orchard Beach police department put a bogus report for April 10, 2015, in the public access system, specifically to see WHO would go to the police department to request that report. .. since April 10, 2015, more then 200 people, not a one of them anyone I know, have gone to the old Orchard Beach police department to request a copy of the April 10, 2015 police report and were given the FAKE report not the ACTUAL report, to see which one of them would notice that the information was incorrect.

This is the first time this woman has made a move at PortCon. .. something that IS IN FACT THE REASON I started attending PortCon June 2015, just days after my family was murdered. When 10 members of my family were murdered all the same day... I responded by doing something I had never done before: I attended PortCon. .. were raised a lot of eyebrows, because we hadn't even had the funerals yet... and here I was at PortCon, cosplaying very specifically a transgender character whom the April 10, 2015 attackers had been chanting about during their attack...the exact same character I am cosplaying right now.

This woman who was just stalking me and Ben at PortCon and the Doubletree and The Maine mall and the Round 1... who is the same woman who shows up at the Biddeford apartment to yell classified, not released to the public information about April 10, 2015... is the ONLY person whom has ever gone to the Old Orchard Beach police department to request the April 10, 2015 report AND notice that the information was incorrect. .. which MEANS... she is involved in the April 10, 2015 attack, and is very likely one of the 70+ people who showed up in my yard April 10, 2015, wearing fake COSPLAY versions of Ku Klux Klan white robes... keep in mind, the police and FBI found now ACTUAL Ku Klux klan involvement and the robes these people wore were made to look like robes found in a movie NOT robes actually worn by ACTUAL Ku Klux Klan.

She showed up for the first time October 21, 2021 the same day an FBI agent requested I paint the April 10, 2015 date on my car, but with the info for the November 14, 2013 attack... to see who would notice the wrong date for the wrong murder, and what they would do... the FBI agent said they had information which suggested a relative of the murderer had moved into our apartment building SPECIFICALLY to harass my family. .. this woman showed up less then 10 hours later... my car was parked in the back year, the info was painted on the roof, and could only be seen from 7 windows of 3 upstairs apartments. That woman somehow saw what was painted on the roof of my car as it was parked in a place where it could not be seen from the road... and the paint hadn't even had time to dry, before she showed up to yell about suicide demons and Etiole for the first time on Oct 21st 2021, less then ten hours after I painted what the FBI agents had requested I paint on my roof.

That information was painted over the following morning before my car was moved, and so no one other than those 7 windows of those 3 apartments EVER saw what was painted on the roof of my car. This raises A LOT of questions about this woman who shows up on the porch to yell at my car, and who was just now at PortCon and round 1, doing the same thing.

She seem to be VERY DESPERATE to try to slander me to as many people as possible, and is HIGHLY AGITATED by my Volvo, specifically the April 10, 2015 never forget, slogsn painted on it. Why? No one who was NOT involved in the murder of my family has any reason to be getting upset at all, let alone as extremely upset as this woman is becoming.

NEVER FORGET! They ripped my baby from my belly, extinguished his life, and those opposing justice shroud themselves in deceit. Only the guilty cower from the truth. What darkness are they concealing by blocking the investigation? It's time to unmask the villains obstructing my battle for justice. Why halt the pursuit? Why invent fables of demons and witches? What atrocities are they desperate to bury behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?

Keep in mind too that my FIRST PortCon was June 2015, less then 60 days after the April 10, 2015 attack BECAUSE right from the beginning it was suspected that the fake klan robes wear made by a local CosPlayer and police wanted me to attend PortCon SPECIFICALLY to draw the murderer out... they have waiting 9 years for a PortCon CosPlayer to come forward either with information to turn in the murder or for murderer themselves to slip up and start making mistakes. .. mistakes like this drunk woman is making more and more often as we count down the days to the 10th anniversary of November 14, 2013, the 10th anniversary of the murder of my son.

Keep I mind too... the police HAVE located a woman named Claire and a woman named Kendra Silvemander ... the two names that the Nov 14, 2013 murderers used, and... these women ARE NOT the women who were at the college and so even back in 2013, it was suspected that that it was a CosPlayer and that this was WHY these two attackers went so over the top in specifying their names, talking about themselves in the 3rd person , something that no one does when talking about themselves.which was a big indicator that the attackers were NOT the names they said they were and were I fact just pretending to me those 3 woman... one of whom, Claire, had actually died of cancer BEFORE November 14, 2013, meaning it 100% that she didn't murder my son, because she had died 6 months BEFORE the attack happened and apparently the attackers did not know that when they addressed themselves as her name.

Something I rarely mention. ..but the Sept 12, 2015 attack... no one was hurt that day, in spite of the attackers being armed with riles and shooting holes in all the buildings... an attack which would not have been connected to either November 2013 or April 2015 had not been for one little detail... more then a dozen of the people involved in September 12, 2015... were in cosplay costumes ... specifically they were men, who were wearing neon pink Tulle ballet dresses, with rainbow colored fairy wings, riding on bicycles, in circles in the road, blocking traffic on Portland Ave from 7am to 9am when the Old Orchard Beach police were finally able to clear the blockage of cyclists in pink dresses, who were chanting " too gay for the family friendly town of old Orchard Beach, down with transvestite freaks, kill or be killed, remember Saco Shaws the transgender murder store"... again... costumes and transphobic hate slurs, were what connected this event to the two murders... elaborate cosplay level costumes and a massive hatred for gay men and Trans people have been at the heart of these events.

And this is why, right from the beginning the police have suspected someone who makes a habit of sewing costumes on a regular basis...because EVERY attack has featured transphobic CosPlayers doing the attack.

Now as my ACTUAL READERS are aware, Quaraun's is not gay. He has a wife a 4 children. He just like wearing dresses. Quaraun is ONLY portrayed as a gay man when I Cosplay him at PortCon. .. because, because people whom have ACTUALLY read my novels are aware that Quaraun is not gay, and ONLY the murders at Nov 14, 2013 and April 10, 2015, and the gun shooters at September 12, 2015, only them, have ever called Quaraun gay... something anyone who had ever ACTUALLY read the novels, would never do because an ACTUAL reader is aware Quaraun is a polygamist with 37 wives, and more then a hundred concubines, and has fathered so many children, he has never counted how many there are. My readers know this.

And yet in each attack, the attackers referenced my novels, called me a yaoi author, a word i had never heard before, claimed my books were gay romance, and, gibbered a lot about Quaraun.

The whole reason I started cosplaying Quaraun was because of these attacks. I used to CosPlay lord Sesshomaru. CosPlayered Lord Sesshomaru for 9 years.

In 2014 BECAUSE of the 2013 attack, a special edition Quaraun novel was released, showing an alternate dimension where Quaraun and his friend Unicorn were shown as a gay couple. The book had already been released under my primary author name, and featured no gay anything, and included Quaraun's wife. A new penname was created for this release: EelKat.

As my longtime readers are aware, Empress EelKat is a black bobcat who is queen of the talking Kats of planet Ptarmigan.

I am NOT EelKat. i am Wendy. EelKat is a fictional character from The Twighlight Manor books. Before the November 2013 attack, no one had ever called me EelKat as though it was my name before. and it was not the username I used online before that attack either. Xavychup was always my online username BEFORE the November 14, 2013 attack.

The attackers of all 3 previously mentioned attacks addressed me as EelKat as though that were my name... and they appeared to be unaware that EelKat was a talking cat from my novels.

EelKat is a black bobcat who raises pet space eels... thus the name Miss Citten The Eel Kat... oh, yes, it IS TWO words... "Eel" + Kat" and is a descriptor NOT a name. Miss Citten is her name. The Eel Kat is her title.

And again, fans of my books, which by the way have sold over ten million copies since 1978... my fans KNOW that I am not "EelKat" and that "EelKat" is correctly spelt: "The Eel Kat".

The EelKat penname was created BECAUSE of these attacks, and changed all my social media usernames to EelKat in 2015 AFTER the 2nd murder... Including to change the name of this website.

From 1996 until 2013, this website was called Space Dock 13. Space Dock 13, as my readers are aware, is a haunted lighthouse, which is Quaraun's Black Tower, that acts as a beacon for guiding EelKat's VISDION-D8 ship to land under the ocean, where it parks. Space Dock 13 is nextdoor to The Twighlight Manor, owned by Quaraun's grandson Sir Roderick Swanzen. Space Dock 13 was the primary setting location of almost every story published from 1978 to 1996, thus why this website was named Space Dock 13, when it was started in 1996.

Here... to show you just how HUGE of a mega retarded idiot these harassers really are... here's pictures of the fictional characters from my novels, that these people are running around claiming are real people:

Empress-EelKat-Miss-Citten-aka-The-Eel-Kat-Queen-of-Planet-Ptarmagin

PPMF-Kat-Princess-Lynxiana-cousin-of-The-Eel-Kat

PPMF-Kat-First-Officer-Spriggan-communications-officer-of-The-VISION-D8-and-head-of-staff-at-Space-Dock-13

PPMFKat-The-Ptarmagin-Kats-screenshot-Lynxiana-Spriggan-and-The-Eel-Kat

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Checka

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BeLuna-The-Orchid-Gnome

Xanaddot-the-goblin

Can you see NOW, why it's so stupidly ridiculous these people calling me "EelKat" or my husband "Etiole" or the homeless man I take care of "Etiole"?

Can you see NOW how utterly brain dead retarded these people actually are?

People often ask why only 5 novels sit published under the EelKat penname when I have more then 400 books published for the Quaraun series. The Quaraun Series existed under a different series name on a different author penname. The 5 Quaraun novels on the EelKat penname are the only ones which call the Quaraun Series or feature gay characters. Those alternate gay romance versions of those novels exist ONLY because of the ongoing murder investigation.

In the original series, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn have different names. Those names only exist in the gay romance alternate versions.

The EelKat pennam and the gay versions of these 4 characters exist ONLY as part of the murder investigation of my children, due to the fact that the attackers, addressed me the name EelKat ...a name that NO ONE ELSE has ever called me...and these attackers are also the ONLY people to ever make the claim that the characters in my books were gay, when they were not, so gay alternate versions were created, to see, what these attackers would do if ACTUALLY gay characters did exist in my novels.

This woman who screams on the porch and was just going nuts at Round 1... is one of only a handful of people whom have EVER addressed me as EelKat. .. which makes it even more suspicious the baby she was talking about, one one whose first word was EelKat. .. because EelKat is not my name, nor is it an identity I have ever used... EelKat is the fictional talking black bobcat who live in the fictional haunted house The Twighlight Manor.

I am Wendy. I have always been Wendy, so why did the 2 murderers from November 14, 2013 refer to me as EelKat?

Why did the April 10, 2015 gang also refer to me as EelKat?

Why did the September 12, 2015 shooters likewise refer to me as EelKat?

Squidoo.

Squidoo, an old social media site similar to MySpace that went out of business October 2013, was the ONLY place online, in 2013, where you could have come across EelKat as a username… however, my Squidoo profile existed as a fan page profile for the EelKat CHARACTER and thus why the profile picture was the black bobcat herself, and why the bio mentioned things like being two thousand years old, flying a spaceship, and being empress of Planet Ptarmigan… and interesting note here… the pilot of EelKats star ship, is an Eel-Salamander-Hybrid Merman named Etiole, who was listed as five hundred years old and from planet Vesonta. EelKat and Etiole were also listed as best friends in a relationship. Etiole went by the nickname The Silver Salamander.

EelKat and Etiole are also fictional characters from a 16 page Science Fiction short story Friends Are Forever, that was published in a print magazine on September 23, 1978. It was the first thing I had ever published. It will celebrate its 50th anniversary, in five years.

My Squidoo profile also linked to the locations where you could by copies of said magazine and the reprint edition chapbooks of the story.

At that same time (2005) each of these 2 characters had a MySpace page where more information existed about the space cat and her silver salamander friend.

And let me state again… EelKat and Etiole were fictional characters.

However in 2007, a weird thing happened. Three of my uncles Brucie, Dickie, and David (all there of whom were members of Heavens Gate UFO cult and were friends with George Applewhite and lived on his compound for a while)... created Squidoo and MySpace accounts, and unknown to me at the time, took to calling ME EelKat and 2 local men in my life Etiole. One my Austrian husband Ben, got dubbed Etiole and the other, a homeless WW2 concentration camp survivor hermit who was living in the swamp that abuts my Old Orchard Beach farm, and whom I was taking care of because he's not capable of taking care of himself, was also called Etiole by my uncles. My uncles had never met either Ben or the WW2 vet so, they believed them to BOTH be the same man … and interestingly… believed them to also not be real, citing that I had made them up to cope with being an alien abducted.

It was my uncle Richard Merlin Atwater aka Dickie who wrote the original Amphibious Aliens article, which made the claim I was a member of MUFON, I was an abducted, and Etiole was an EBE alien… and yet, I had never heard of MUFON or EBEs before and had no knowledge of the concept of alien abductions, until AFTER fans of my uncle Dickie article showed up in my yard with weird beeping scanner boxes looking for aliens.
I wrote my version of Amphibious Aliens April 17, 2007 and pointed out, this was an uncle who had recently been released from Pine Land Center Mental Health Institute in New Gloucester, Maine, released due to the hospital going out of business and simply opening its doors, to let, previously straight jackets people walk free. This uncle being one of them. He claimed to work for NASA, claimed he walked on the moon with Niel Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin, claimed he went to Russia and used a sledgehammer to help tear down the iron curtain, and at one point in his life was married to a store mannequin that he bought in Europe. .. he was diagnosed with more than a dozen very deeply disturbing mental illnesses, including Narcissism and Grandiose Delusional Schizophrenia. He was also the author of several thousand handwritten and snail mailed "poison pen" letters which had been signed with the name "The White Monkey OST". In short, he was insane… BIG TIME.

I was very upset to discover that this psychotic deranged uncle of mine was calling me an abducted, calling me EelKat, and calling two different men in my life Etiole while also claiming they were aliens, while also claiming my car was haunted…thus why I wrote my rebuttal to his Amphibious Aliens Squidoo page, by writing Amphibious Aliens: The REAL Story of Etiole and The World's Most Haunted Car… which detailed out why my car was not haunted, why I was not EelKat, why Ben and the homeless man were neither Etiole nor aliens, why wasn't an abducttee, and why the entire Amphibious Aliens bull shit was nothing but a hoax started by three of my uncles, who… did I mention they were members of Heaven's Gate UFO Cult, and that that fact alone is proof they were fucking insane?

People like this woman at the Round 1 last night, who call me EelKat, ONLY call me EelKat because they are fucking UFO nuts who were fans of my deranged uncles' UFO lunacy articles… and as she proved by her actions at Round 1, are just as fucking psychotic as my uncle.

Everything always goes back to my three deranged uncles and either their obsession with UFO aliens or their obsession with Stephen King… every single time, some jackass shows up its ALWAYS a UFO nut or a Stephen King fan who found me through some idiotic slander my uncles wrote.

Always the Atwaters and their fucking MUFON friends. Every single time.

And it appears this woman is yet another of my uncles' lovesick fangirls who can't stop listing after my uncles, and so runs around a slave to her horny overages, attacking me, by my uncles told her to. Which is so damned ridiculous and I am so damned sick of it… and also, my uncles are dead now, so what the fuck? What is wrong with these women who kiss my uncles' asses so much that they slave to them even after they are dead?

Can I point out that my Uncle Richard Merlin Atwater, author of the Amphibious Aliens hoax, the man who started the trend of calling me EelKat, the man who called all the men in my life Etiole and accused them all of being aliens… can I point out he died

September 11, 2013.

I'll let that date soak in for a minute.

Did you see it.

The backhoe drove over my house August 8, 2013, and it is a known fact that my uncle hired the man who did it, because he bragged IN HIS WILL that he had done so… he also bragged IN HIS WILL that more would soon happen as he had hired a lot of other people to carry out his work of "spending the next decade harassing my niece EelKat and her best Etiole the Amphibious Alien"... he put that in his fucking will… I know this because September 13, 2013 after he died, The Jacksonville County State Police of Florida (my uncle Dickie Richard Merlin Atwater lived in Florida) contacted me to tell me my uncle had put that in his will.

And WHEN was my son murdered?

November 14, 2013.

And what detail was there, that a dead man wouldn't have known, and neither would his cronies have known?

Oh, yeah, Claire died…BEFORE…she murdered my son.

It is a known fact that my uncle hired someone to pretend to be Claire. The documents were found.

But he's dead and so is Claire. Claire was a friend of my father's. I never knew her. Claire and Leo. My uncle tried to frame them for murdering me… except there were some problems… Claire and Leo were both dead by the time the November 14, 2013 attack happened and I lived through that attack. So, the attackers botched up the job badly, because they didn't make sure I was dead and they also didn't make sure the people they were framing for murder were actually still alive at the time they were framed.

The fact remains my uncle hired someone to cosplay my father's old girlfriend and the police have been looking for, specifically a local female cosplayer, who knows information that wasn't in the public police reports, who addresses me as EelKat because she doesn't know EelKat is not my name, who refers to both Ben and the homeless man as Etiole, who refers to me as "EelKat Etiole's friend", who has never read my books so does NOT know that my characters are NOT gay, who thought I was a man who transitioned into a female, and who did not know I was 8 months pregnant because my uncle hired here a year before he or Claire had died, at a time when I wasn't yet pregnant.

I got pregnant in March 2013, the night a bomb shut down Southern Maine Community

College and sent Ben into a panicked frenzy because he saw it on the news, and us students in the building had no contact with the outside. Ben is the father. He claims he isn't but he is, because sex was his response to finding out I hadn't been killed in the bomb attack of Southern Maine Community College, which happened the same day as several other bombs throughout New England, including the Boston Marathon Bomb which killed 14 people.

It appears that the woman who murdered my baby, is having serious problems with learning that not only was I NOT transgender man in a dress like she thought I was, but I was also days from going into labor, and she murdered my baby… and that's a guilt she appears to be having a hard time living with.

And it's starting to look more and more, like the woman on the porch, who is now known to be a CosPlayer… IS the golf club wielding woman who murdered my baby.

The actions of this woman are very confusing to me, because I don't know who she is or why so mega obsessed with me... and yes, she is the same one who was here a few weeks ago in May making the claim that some baby's first words were EelKat and Volvo, and thing that she was very upset about and paced around my driveway babbling about for a very long time. And I am very upset that she felt the need to show up in my driveway and yell these things.

I have no way of knowing who that baby is or if it actually did say EelKat as it's first word and Volvo as it's second word, but if what she said is true... do you realize HOW super over the top obsessed you have to be with me and my car, in order to talk about me and my car so much, that you're baby's first words are EelKat and Volvo instead of momma or daddy?

This very deeply concerning and incredibly terrifying fir me and my family. .. to realize that someone is so obsessed with me that they spent 24-7 talking about me in front of a baby, to the extent that my name was that baby's first word?

The same woman who makes the claim that some baby's first word was EelKat. .. is the same women who spent 2 hours at the Round 1 tonight, gibbering about my best friend Etiole, my Austrian husband Ben, ... and here's something. .. do you remember I told you the day before PortCon that I endometriosis, which is causing abnormal levels of bloating, and I have ovarian cysts that has caused 500 days of none stop bleeding... THAT was the primary focus of her topic... but... people who know me offline, are well aware of my medical diagnoses and the $37k surgery I need to fix it... unknown to me, because I didn't read it before posting it, autocorret changed the $37thousand to $3MILLION. .. I just checked, yep, that is what it says... I went and checked. .. because at one point at the Round 1 last night, she jumped up on the bar table and started broadcasting to all the little children and their families, that I needed $3MILLION surgery. .. which led me to ask, where the hell did she get that number?

Well... I guess we know from that she's someone on my Facebook friends list isn't she? They are the only people who would have seen that typo autocorrect stuck in my post.

This by the way, is the FaceBook post she was referring too:

If you know who the woman is who is at PortCon RIGHT NOW... call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 and tell him who she is, because as it stands right now, there is a more than 90% chance she is the primary ringleader of the April 10, 2015 attack.

If you have information about anything or anyone connected to either the November 14, 2013 attack at SouthernMaine Community College, or the 70 people who staged the fake Ku Klux Klan attack at 146 Portland Ave in Old Orchard Beach, both attacks featuring the murders of my children, please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207-774-9322 and tell him what you know.
Don't let these child murderers walk free. You'll never know when YOUR children are next children they decide to kill.

June 24, 2023:

Multiple people this week have used the phrase "dedication to your cosplay" in describing my 12 foot long Rapunzel extensions... but they miss the point... I'm not dedicated to my costume... I'm dedicated to finding my son's murderer, and if I have to put in 12 foot Rapunzel extensions to cosplay a gay man who is a Rapunzel fan, in order to draw my baby's killer out into the open, well then that's what this mother is gonna do.

June 26, 2023

mation, about the group of people who ganged up on me and murdered my infant son, in 2013, who were just at PortCon and Round 1 harassing me and Ben 

...the SAME woman who screams about some fucktard Tod Murphey --- whoever the hell that is, because as I've said a million times already, I have no clue who Tod Murphey is, I don't know anyone named Tod Murphey and I don't know what the fuck she is talking about... that she uses as an excuse for vandalizing my car...

...the same woman who arrives in my driveway, to yell from my neighbour's front porch accusing my car of having suicide demons in it, a thing she has been doing since November 2021...

...THAT SAME WOMAN is the one who is stalking my family now at PortCon and The Maine Mall... and because of what she said at Round 1, information that police sealed, classified information about murder details that were not released to the public...

...that women, is now, the FBI's #1 suspect for BOTH the murder on November 14, 2013 AND the multiple murders of April 10, 2015... if you know who this woman is:

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

NEVER FORGET! My son's heart echoes no more, snuffed out by those who now shield themselves in falsehoods. Only the guilty fear the light of truth. What sins are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to unravel the motives of those thwarting my quest for justice. Why silence the cries? Why fabricate tales of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperately hiding behind their fantasies of ghosts and aliens?

You know, if a good, moral, decent, not guilty person, found themselves in possession of classified information that the police and FBI had withheld SPECIFICALLY so they could use that information to identify a serial child murderer… that good, moral, decent, not guilty person, would make an attempt to prove they were actually not the serial child murderer, by going to the FBI and telling the FBI agents WHERE they got the information they have, and explain WHY and HOW they have access to classified information… because guess what?

ONLY the serial child murderer has that information, and if a good, moral, decent, not guilty person now have that information as well, that means one: the possesor IS the evil, immoral, scumbag, guilty as fuck, serial child murderer, OR they have been in contact with the evil, immoral, scumbag, guilty as fuck, serial child murderer, meaning the person who gave that information IS the evil, immoral, scumbag, guilty as fuck, serial child murderer.

A good, moral, decent, not guilty person would turn the evil, immoral, scumbag, guilty as fuck, serial child murderer… only equally evil, immoral, scumbags would protect the evil, immoral, scumbag, guilty as fuck, serial child murderer by allowing said evil, immoral, scumbag, guilty as fuck, serial child murderer to implicate them.

And that is what they are doing if they gave you said classified information…the murderer is getting scared, so they are giving the classified information to the dumb as fuck scapegoats they want to get rid of.

It does appear that what we are seeing happening right now, is the murderer is terrified out of her mind… and yes, the murderer is a female… the fact that classified information was being spouted out by this woman at Round 1, indicates that the murderer is scared out of her freaking mind and is trying to hide her guilt, by spreading the classified information to as many people as possible… she is desperately trying to lay the blame on others, desperately trying to lay false trails, desperately trying

…and that too seems to be why a massive increase of libal, defamation, and slander, has gone big time spreading like wild fire…

Oh, big, big, big… big time… on Sunday morning as we were getting ready to leave for the final day of portcon, the woman from Round 1 was in the driveway, telling the elderly woman, who's she likes the scream from, "EelKat's not crippled she walks 2 miles a day"... and she wasn't just saying this, she was running out into the road and yelling it into the window of each and every car that drove by, making a big time fool of herself…. And it does appear now, that the elderly couple out front if us KNOW THIS WOMAN…

I live at 409 Maine Street apartment 101 by the way. She was streaming from the porch of the next apartment over, and the woman who lives there…this time…WAS DOING IT WITH HER…that’s new.

As for the walking she was referring to… it's 2 hours, not 2 miles… and it's about 750 feet from the front porch to the train tracks… not even close to one twentieth of a mile… it takes me 2 hours to walk from the front porch to the train tracks and back to the porch… a stretch of road which takes the average not crippled person about three minutes to reach and back.

And it's not every day… that walk happens once a week and hurts so bad to do, that I am bedridden unable to sit up at all, for 4 to 5 days afterwards.

So, again, you can see the type of slander that porch bitch is spreading…

…and one has to ask…

WHO OTHER THAN THE GOLF CLUB WIELDING MURDERER WHO MURDERED MY SON AND CRIPPLED ME…. WHO OTHER THAN THAT WOMAN HAS A MOTIVATION TO TRY TO CONVINCE PEOPLE I AM NOT CRIPPLED?

Only the person who is scared they are going to get slapped with the lawsuit to pay for my entire 9 years and OVER TWENTY MILLION DOLLARS in medical bills has any motivation to try to convince people I am not crippled.

The fact remains, I am supposed to walk to the tracks and back daily as part of my physical therapy to strengthen the muscles in my legs and back, so that I can relearn to walk normally… and at the start of this, in 2019, I was only able to get from the front door to the end of the driveway, before collapsing and having to be carried back inside.

To go from not making it even thirty feet in 2019, to being able to walk 750 feet now in 2023 is a massive accomplishment… especially when you consider that in 2013 doctors said I would never walk again at all, due to the amount of damage that bitch ass baby murderer did to my spine.

And this is very new… porch bitch aka Round 1 psycho just started doing this Sunday morning June 26, 2023… she is now running out into the street, trying to get the attention of random strangers driving by, flagging them down, waving her arms around, while screaming at the top of her lungs:
"EelKat's not crippled she walks 2 miles a day"

Why?

What is the motivation for this increasing incredibly bizarre behavior…and why was the woman who lives here… helping her do it?

It's got to be one of the most outlandish nut job freak shows I've seen porch bitch do since she first showed up here October 21, 2021.

But the 2 hours later, at PortCon, while waiting in line for the Oxford panel, over in the Doubletree restaurant, that same woman at Round 1, who was with porch bitch, but is not porch bitch, the strawberry blond woman, was sitting on a barstool of the Doubletree restaurant, and grabbing the arm of literary every person to walk by her, dozens and dozens of people over the course of the hour I was sitting in line… and pulling them aside to say "That's EelKat, she's not crippled, she's faking."

Well, I have 9 years of medical bills, mris, cat scans, surgeries, medications, physical therapy, wheelchair, walkers, and canes that can prove otherwise… but again, I'm left to ask, what is the MOTIVE here?

I do not know either of these 2 women, so, I simply can not fathom why either of them are so hung up on me, that they are literally running around tackling strangers, trying to spread lies about me as much as possible.

Why?

And yet, these women are BOTH also talking about classified information about my son's murder which police withheld from the public.

HOW did they get this information?

Either these two women ARE the November 14, 2013 murderers, or they know who the murderer is.

And, no, these two women are not the two women who attacked me November 14, 2013… they are far too young… but they are the right age that they could be the daughters of the women who murdered my son and crippled me on November 14, 2013.

It is very clear that these two women are trying to protect the ACTUAL murderer, by launching a massive slander campaign to try to discredit my disability that was caused by the golf club attack.

But why?

Who are they protecting?

Their actions at PortCon this week have made it painfully obvious that these two women KNOW WHO THE MURDERER IS and are hoping mega psycho extreme overboard to try to protect the killer.

If you know who these two women are or who it is they are trying to protect

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

NEVER FORGET! In the pursuit of knowledge, I lost my child. Education is not a sin, but murder is. My demand for justice is not just for my son; it's a reflection of a world that must confront its own skewed values.

NEVER FORGET! They call it a sin, but the real sin is in the silence that allows injustice to prevail. I demand justice for my son, a demand that echoes the resilience of every woman fighting for her right to learn.

Update: June 27, 2023:

Answering the message just sent to me here, because I do not answer anything in private... There are 21 police officers (from Old Orchard Beach, Biddeford, Saco, Scarborough, South Portland, and Portland Maine police departments, as well as Maine State Police and Jacksonville County Florida State Police departments) and 6 FBI agents (from Portland, Maine and Boston, Mass field offices) who follow my FaceBook profile and track EVERYTHING I post here, everything everyone else posts here, and everything posted by my friends and followers on FB, as well as the posts made on pages I run, groups I run, and pages and groups I am joined. Because of this, I post NOTHING in private, and your private messages are forwarded to them, so that they can see, what it is I am responding to, even if I do not publicly post the message that was sent privately to me... yes, ALL posts I make on my FB profile ARE directed to these officers and NOT my friends list or followers, that is why long specific details of EVERYTHING done, said, and worn, by harassers and stalkers is spelled out here in these posts, this is so the officers know exactly who they are looking for...

keep in mind,... the FBI is not currently arresting people, they are looking for INFORMATION so they know who to WATCH... which houses to bug, which phones to tap, and so on... they already rewired my apartment building February 15, 2021, after one of the 2 primary FBI agents on my case was murdered in Florida... REMEMBER... my case happened a decade ago and was a cold case/unsolved case, that had not been focused on since 2016... it was the February 6, 2021 MURDER OF AN FBI AGENT in Florida, specifically the murder of Laura, who was originally in charge of this case before Andy Drewer took over...

...EVERY MURDER CASE... that Laura had been a part of was reopened in February 2021, and given top priority because they are looking for a COP KILLER who has killed now FOUR FBI agents since February 2021....including the one that was in charge of my case.

They are looking for a VERY LARGE DRUG GANG, headquartered in Connecticut, with connections to Biddeford, Saco, and Old Orchard Beach, Maine.... they believe the two women who murdered my son on November 14, 2013, are members of this gang.

AND... keep in mind, they can confirm there were AT LEAST 74 - SEVENTY-FOUR - people in my driveway on April 10, 2015... and suspect the actual headcount was closer to 120 people... and the FBI wants to identify EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM... which they have already ID-ed and arrested 64 of them... all in the past 3 years SINCE I painted the FBI phone number on the trunk of my car... The FBI has arrested 64 people as a result of the phone number on my car, that requests info... people ARE calling that number and people ARE being arrested.

They are NOT just looking for the two women who murdered my son and crippled me… nor are they just looking for the 74+ people who attacked my farm…they are looking for a VERY LARGE heroin and cocaine dealing drug gang, whom they believe my uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater was heavily involved with and they believe my Uncle Bruce tried to pull a scam on the drug dealers, and that THIS was what led to the April 10, 2015 attack… you see, one of Uncle Bruce’s daughters ALSO lives on Portland Ave and ALSO has a pink motorhome and ALSO had a large family of 10+ children… and SHE (not me) is now known to have been the ACTUAL target of the April 10, 2015 attack, this was confirmed when a few months later HER FAMILY WAS ALSO attacked and even more people got murdered and beheaded… the “correct” people this time (the family that was the actual target)….

…and unknown to me at the time (I found out June 2016 when FBI agents told me)... my family was the SEVENTH family on Portland Ave to be raided like this. Between June 2001 and February 2021, a total of 120+ people have been killed on Portland Ave, during, now ELEVEN of these large scale “fake Ku Klux Klan” attacks…

At least two of these attacks, the one on my farm on April 10, 2015, are confirmed to have been the wrong family attacked.

MOST of the families attacked had a connection to my Uncle Bruce, most being his children, grandchildren, or in-laws, and most of them having long drug dealing records. In short, my Uncle Bruce and his children and grandchildren, pissed off some big time heroin/fentanyl/cocaine gang from Connecticut, and that gang, sent gang members up here to Maine to pose as “Ku Klux Klan” (as I said before, the police have found no ACTUAL evidence of ACTUAL Ku Klux Klan Involvement, and have only found evidence of drug dealers who have been hiring local CosPlay costume makers to sew white hooded robes).

Me, being a big name author, who gets 7 million hits on my author website each month, who was also in a Stephen King movie and have 57million followers on my profiles for that, was a BIG, BIG, BIG mistake on the drug gang’s part… because they just attacked the first yard they saw on Portland Ave with a pink motorhome, and didn’t stop to look t WHO owned that pink motorhome or how insanely famous I really am… remember, my biggest selling series sold over ten MILLION copies, my biggest selling book sold over a million copies… and the entire EelKat persona was created SPECIFICALLY BECAUSE my family was murdered… I am someone else, if you know what username to look for… I did not want my regular penname connected to the murder investigation, and that is WHY the EelKat penname was created… so that ALL murder investigation involvement could be directed to here and keep my big author name out of the news.

Keep in mind too, that in 2013 when the murder happened, I was a District Retail Merchandiser for HallMark and that job had me driving 100 to 500 miles per day to stores all over New England… I covered every state in New England, and that meant I was parking my car at EVERY WalMart, Post Office, Khols, CVS, WalGreens, RiteAid, and HallMark Gift Shop in ALL THIRTEEN STATES of New England… and THIS is WHY I suddenly painted lots of eels, cats, birds, fish, and unicorns all over my car… because I had put the FBI hotline contact info on posters in the windows of my car, but people don’t just randomly walk up to a car to look at posters… they DO however walk up to a carnival circus car to get a closer look at the murals… literally MILLIONS of people walk by my car every month, as a result of my long distance driving career…. My car was painted with bright pop art murals specifically to attract people to it, so they could read the FBI poster and call the hotline with information.

…and they do in fact know the identity of 64 of the people who raided my farm on April 10, 2015... 14 of those people were police officers from Old Orchard Beach and Scarborough and they are already in prison, and were obviously removed from the police force...

24 additional people were arrested from the following five churches: Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, The Sanford Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, Curtis Lake Church in Sanford, Grace Point Church in Biddeford, New Life Church in Biddeford; additional arrests were made at the Baptist Church in Saco and the Arundel Christian Tabernacle but the arrests at those 2 churches were for other cases, not the murder, and were arrests that resulted from people calling the FBI hotline for my murder case, with info, but the info turned out to be connected to a different case then mine. The driver and owner (2 different people) of the 4 door white truck were arrested in 2017, they were a mother and son duo the mother worked at both the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall and the Old Orchard Beach Police Department and it turns out was also involved in the 2007-2010 money laundering fiasco of the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, that was not connected to me, but they only found her because of her 4-door white truck attacks on my car. Had she not been arrested for the 4-door white truck attacks, they would not have uncovered her as the town hall embezzler.

Before my own family was murdered, I was connected to another murder case, The Ouellette Murder aka the headless girl in the Scarborough Marsh… I am the one who found the bodies of the thirteen headless black dogs lined up in a the road and called the police… the police followed the trail of dead headless dogs to see where it went, and it led them to the headless teen girl in the marsh. Because I was the one who found the body, HER case was also reopened in 2021, as a result of all the cold cases being reopened after FBI agent Laura was murdered. It was not her case, but it was considered connected because my case was Laura’s case and I was also the primary witness of the headless girl surrounded by thirteen headless black dogs in the Scarborough Marsh.

I don’t know the exact number, or how many cases have been reopened… I know there are MORE then TWO HUNDRED murder cases throughout New England and Florida, all cold cases, all involving beheaded victims, that have ALL be reopened, because it is now believed that they ALL might be connected to this one big heroin/fentanyl/cocaine drug gang in Connecticut.

I don’t know any details about any case, other than my own case. The only time I find out there i another case involved, is when police officers or FBI agents specifically ask me: “So what do you know about this case/date/murder?” and 99.99% of the time it’s a case I’ve never heard of. They don’t tell me any details so I know nothing of them. The things I know, I only know because they either happened to me/my family aka I/we was/were the victim(s) or I was a witness to them aka I was there and saw what happened.

YES… if you are on my FaceBook friends list, YES, the FBI HAS checked out you and you family. Who knows what exactly that means or how much checking they did. I only know that they said they check every single profile of everyone on my FaceBook friends list and my Twitter followers. I have no idea how much checking they did.

YES… if you have ever said or done ANYTHING that was recorded by one of my 3 video cameras that run 24/7, then YES… the FBI DID see and hear you do it… if you do NOT want the FBI to know what you say and do, then DO NOT do it within recording distance of my camera.

YES… if you set foot in my driveways - any of them… Biddeford, Old Orchard, or elsewhere, and there ARE several elsewhere in multiple counties throughout Maine - YES, YOU ARE RECORDED, both your VOICE, everything you say, and your person, everything you did… yes, also your cars, your plate numbers… ALL of it… all is recorded and all has already been forwarded to the FBI and state police.

NO… you CAN NOT run around my driveway, scream from my porch, jump up and down in the road, and then run to Round 1 and say you never did it, say your mother never saw it happen, - oh by the way, thank you for telling me your mother lives in my building, that was very helpful information you gave me - we DO now have confirmation that family members of the murderer of my son live in the 409 Main street Biddeford apartment building,,, and… oh, yeah, what was I saying… yeah, you can’t scream from the porch, then run to Round 1 and say you never did it and your mother who lives in my building never saw you do it… when,... uhm… yeah… I kind of have you on camera doing it. Yes, I DO have all the video footage of your screaming your Tod Murphy suicide demon insanity on camera… you probably should have thought off that BEFORE you stood on the porch to scream and yell… and your mother doesn’t see you do it? Interesting, does that mean your mother is involved in the murder of my son? I think I should start taking a closer look at the women who live in this building here at 409 Main street, where porch bitch says her mother lives and does not see porch bitch bitching or harassing me… I’m fascinated to learn that someone who lives in my building is actively proclaiming they are not seeing porch bitch harassing my family, because now I want to know just what exactly ARE they trying to cover up?

What did porch bitch’s mother do that porch bitch is covering for?

What did porch bitch do that porch bitch’s mother is covering for?

Who the fuck even is porch bitch’s mother and why should I care? What the fuck is porch bitch even talking about? I don’t know.

If you have any information on what the flying fuck porch bitch is talking about…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Porch bitch acts like she thinks I know who she and her mother are and I haven’t got a clue who either of them are!

Porch bitch is the same drunk, drug aideled woman who yaps about Tood Murphy all the time, accusing my car of being the suicide demon that killed him, and don’t know who Tod Murphey is either, but porch bitch seems to think I do!

If you have any information on who porch bitch is and why she is calling my car a suicide demon …

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

If you have any information on who Tod Murphy is and why porch bitch thinks my car is possessed by a demon that killed him…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who the fuck are these criminal cunts?

And what the hell does it got to do with me? Why are they even taking an interest in me? Why are they going out of their way to broadcast to everyone WHERE I LIVE? Yes, I DO live at 409 Main Street aprt 101 in Biddeford…., what they hell are they running around telling people that? WHO are they trying to herd into my yard? Why is porch bitch so obsessed with me that she is stalking me all over the fucking state?

If you have any information on who porch bitch is and why she is doxxing me…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who the fuck is porch bitch and why is she stalking me?

If you have any information on who porch bitch is and why she is stalking me…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

If you have any information on why porch bitch and her mother are so full of hatred for babies, toddlers, and the more then 120+ small children these drug dealers have murdered, that porch bitch and her mother have made it their life’s goal to do everything in their power to stop these children’s killers from being brought to justice…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

And why are they sticking their gossiping, trouble making, busy body noses in my business where neither they nor their noses belong?

If you have any information on why porch bitch and her mother are so full of hatred for babies, toddlers, and the more then 120+ small children these drug dealers have murdered, that porch bitch and her mother have made it their life’s goal to do everything in their power to stop these children’s killers from being brought to justice…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

But therein lays another problem… I’m legally blind. I’ve been legally blind in my left eye since I was 8 years old. I can see only 4 inches with that eye. Without glasses, I am also legally blind in my right eye, however, I can see about 20 feet with glasses via my right eye, but perception is skewed because I can only see out of one eye. This result in I can’t see fine details, for example: faces. I can see bodies, make out size, weight, height, shape, hair colour… but I can not see faces. And this is why I can not identify the two women who murdered my son and crippled me on November 14, 2013.

Porch bitch has never gotten close to me… she clearly knows at what distance my vision cuts out… but interestingly… there are THREE women in my building, whom also have NEVER gotten close to me… quite the contrary… they literally RUN away if I’m outside in the driveway… they laughably big issues of running away too, knocking over chairs and plant pots in their huge mega panic of getting as far away from me as possible… 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…so I’m used to people doing their over the top panic running away when they see me and I originally thought nothing of the three women in our building whom have NEVER spoken to me not once since I have been here… I’ve been here since February 4, 2019. Not even a single “hello” or “good morning” your typical holier than thou Christine snob nosed rudeness…

I’m used to that… I am a Christo-Pagan aka I practice Folk Catholicism aka I practice New Orleans Voodoo, I’m too Christian for most Pagans and am generally not accepted in Wicca or Witch circles… but I am also too Pagan for most Christian denominations and am not welcomed in Christian circles either. When you practice Voodoo aka Folk Catholicism as your religion, you get used to being outcast and hated by Christians and Pagans alike, as Christians hate Pagans and Pagans hate Christians and neither side can accept a unity of ChristoPagan coexistence.

And so, for the past four years, I had assumed that the general rudeness and high nose snobbery of the three women in the building who shun me (but NOT Ben… they DO talk to Ben) was due to my not Christian enough for them… I had never before considered that one of them, could be connected to the murder of my son, and might in fact even be the murderer… that never crossed my mind… not until porch bitch said at Round 1, that her mother lives in my building… that’s a VERY big deal… you see… porch bitch is the one who keeps spouting off classified info, info that the police withheld from the public… info that could identify the murderer because ONLY the murderer would know about it… but porch bitch is too young to be the murderer, so how does she know the info? The three women who snub me… one is also too young, one is far too old and also was in prison at the time of the murder, but the other one… she IS the right age… so many questions have now surfaced, because porch bitch’s saying at Round 1, that her mother lives in my building. This is a very, very, VERY deeply concerning revelation. So now the question is, not only how did porch bitch get the classified info… but also… WHY have these three women shunned me for the past 4 years? What is their motive for shunning me? Like I said, they do not shun Ben… they frequently talk to Ben, almost daily in fact, and even when I am right beside him, they completely ignore my existence, which I had always chalked up to Christian high polluting self righteousness hatred for Pagans, because that’s just Christians are, at least around here, but now… I’m wondering if it is instead because they are connected to the murder of my son and my becoming crippled?

But the fact remains…YES… if you show up in my yard, ANY of my yards, at buildings, ANY of them… you WILL become a murder suspect the moment your do or say ANYTHING even remotely unfriendly… you WILL be put on an FBI watch list… you ALREADY HAVE been put on an FBI watch list. The FBI is looking for a VERY BIG drug gang, and they are watching EVERYONE who has any connection to ANY of more than 200 different murders throughout New England and in Florida, NOT just my one/two murder case(s).
I agreed to help them, because I have the platform to do so.

There are more than TWO HUNDRED grieving families, who have no one to platform for their dead loved ones, they don’t have a social media presence; they don’t have a big name fan following… and they NEED help… more then two hundred unsolved murder cases in more than fifteen states are involved here… this is a LOT bigger then just me or my murdered son… I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again… you have NO CLUE what you are getting involved in, or massively BIG this really is… and so if you do not want to be slapped on an FBI watch list… you DO WANT to BACK OFF, get out of my yard, stay off of the porches of my building, stay away from my car, stay out of my driveway, and do NOT get within range of my camera in public…

…there IS a very good probability that porch bitch is just a severely mentally ill attention seeking copycatter who is just looking for her ten minutes of fame… there have been several of those show up already… and guess what… THEY DID GET ARRESTED… why? For impeding an FBI investigation. Yes, they DID turn ut to be fakers with ZERO connection to the murders, but they got arrested anyways, because being a troll IS illegal, when you start trolling federal officers.

If you have any information on why porch bitch is so full of hatred for these grieving families that she has made it her life’s goal to do everything in her power to stop their children’s killers from being brought to justice…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

YES… if you think you know who porch bitch is, and you think she is a mental nut case who is NOT connected to the murder… then YES, you DO DESPERATELY NEED to reel her in, call her off, and get her out of my yard, out of my building, off the front porch, and out of my camera… because as it stands right now, because of the things she did and say Saturday and Sunday, HER and HER ENTIRE FAMILY… are NOW MURDER SUSPECTS… and she and or they WILL be arrested, on grounds of impeding an FBI investigation, even if it turns out they are NOT involved in the murder… but she HAS got a connection… because… again… she DOES have classified information that she is saying, and she got that information SOMEHOW.

Either she knows the murderer by being related to them, or the murderer has targeted their family knowing that her busy body's big mouth would make her a good scapegoat.

If you have any information on why porch bitch is so hell bent determined to stick her fucking nosy, busy body cunt ass in my private business that does not concern her…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again… if your family is NOT one of the murder victims’ families, you NEED to back off and STAY OUT OF THIS… this is not some fucking game you can joke around with… we are dealing with a drug gang that is KILLING ENTIRE FAMILIES… and if your family are NOT already murder victims; you getting involved could very well cause them to be!

I AM trying to protect your stupid ass, by telling you to back off and stop messing around with things you don’t know what is going on and getting involved could make your family a target!

I’m only involved because my jackass uncle messed around with fucking drug dealers, thought he could pull a fucking scam on them and they decided to teach him a lesson by killing his daughter’s children, only they messed up, because they didn’t know there were TWO pink motorhomes on Portland Ave in Old Orchard Beach and they got the wrong damned one.

These people drove a backhoe over my house and murdered my children! And they’ll do the same thing to you if you stick your damn gossiping busy body nose in places it doesn’t belong!

My family is already dead, my house was already run over by a backhoe, I don’t have anything to lose, so I can be the bait that draws them out into the open… but you’re messing that up… these people are fucking inner city drug dealers from down south… these are not small potatoes dip shits bumming drugs in hick villages of Maine… you need to get the fuck out of this. You need to get your family the fuck out of this.

Yes… she IS endangering herself AND her entire family, all her friends, all her relatives… if she is, as you believe, just a mental case trying to get attention, then you NEED to pull her out of this FAST before she gets her entire family killed. These people are dangerous and they will not care that she’s a retard who thinks she’s playing a game. These drug dealers murdered FOUR FBI agents! Do you think they CARE about you? Your friends? Your families? They DON’T.

But I do! I DO CARE! And I’m trying to help the FBI stop them before they kill again!

These jackass drug dealers killed my family and I don’t want them killing anyone else's.

What the fuck is wrong with you people?

A lot of people have already been killed by these drug dealers and we are trying to stop more deaths from happening, and that shit she pulled at PortCon, at the DoubleTree, at the Maine Mall, at Round 1… she might very well have made EVERYONE WITH HER a target. Everyone who was sitting at that table with her… there were 8 people at two tables, one table in front of us and one table behind us… she may very well have endangered ALL EIGHT of them. So, if you know who those 8 people are, and they are NOT families of the murder victims, then you fucking tell them to reel her in…because it’s THEIR families she just put in danger this week.

I’m trying save lives here, you fucking idiots! Stop putting yourself in harm’s way by getting involved in things you know nothing about!

Who is porch bitch and why was she stalking me at the Round 1? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

IMPEDING AN FBI MURDER INVESTIGATION! THAT IS WHAT SHE AND HER 7 FUCK BUDDIES JUST DID AT ROUND 1!

If you have any information on why porch bitch or porch bitch’s 7 friends just helped child murderers escape at the Round 1..

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Oh, by the way… WHILE she was having her screaming fit at Round 1… someone poisoned my pizza… yeah… so, it DOES appear that the murderer paid her and her seven friends to stage that scene… I have a deadly allergy… there are foods I am allergic to… food that will kill me… and someone, while my back was turned to watch her screaming… peeled the cheese off my pizza and dumped about a half cup of uncooked chopped onions on it, then rolled the cheese back over it… I only noticed it, because when I picked up the first slice, the tampered cheese fell off and scattered chopped raw onions all over the table.

Who is porch bitch and why did she try to poison me at the Round 1? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Soooo… yeah… she’s now a BIG suspect, because… yeah… she clearly staged her whole Round 1 scene SPECIFICALLY so one of her 7 friends could try to kill me with a food allergy.

By the way… got that part on camera too.

It’s unknown yet, if the drug dealers paid her and her 7 friends to do this or if they just did it on their own thinking it was some sort of prank.

Who is porch bitch and why did she try to kill me at the Round 1? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Either way… porch bitch tried to kill me, and her 7 friends helped. What we need to know now is WHICH one of them put the onions in my pizza.

Who are these 8 people and why did they try to kill me at the Round 1? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Onions was the same thing that was used to poison my dog March 20, 2023…

Who poisoned my dog with onions March 20, 2023 and was it one of these 8 people? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Onions WILL kill me. I have an onion allergy.

If you know which of these 8 people put the onions on my pizza...

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who is porch bitch and why does she want me dead? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who is porch bitch and why did she and her friends try to kill me at the Round 1? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who is porch bitch and why was she stalking me at PortCon? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who is porch bitch and why was she trying to prevent my son’s murderer from being caught? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who is porch bitch and why was she getting involved with this murder case? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who is porch bitch and what is her motive for interfering with this FBI investigation? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

I was dragged into this against my will… there is seriously something wrong with anyone who tries to get involved with it willingly.

Who is porch bitch and why was she overly invested in tampering with the FBI’s murder investigation of my son? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Do you have any clue what that bitch just did?

We had evidence that the murderer was going to be at PortCon this year and porch bitch, just flushed a 9 year long FBI investigation down the fucking toilet.

THAT is what this fucking bitch and her 7 jack ass fuck buddies just did.

Who is porch bitch and why is she impeding an FBI investigation? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who is porch bitch and why is she protecting my son’s killer? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who is porch bitch and why doesn’t she want my son’s murderer to be caught? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

I was trying to ignore porch bitch with all her screaming and yell from the porch every holiday week since October 21, 2021… but now she is stalking me to conventions and restaurants and making active attempts to prevent the arrest of my son’s killer.

Who is porch bitch and what is her connection to my son’s murderer? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Who is porch bitch and why doesn’t she want my 8 month old baby’s murderer brought to justice? If you know…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

If you have any information on why porch bitch and her 7 friends just activatly jumped in the middle of a murder investigation at Round 1 to make a big scene and to help give the murderers time to escape...

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

They just let a fucking child murderer get away AGAIN!

If you have any information on why porch bitch and her 7 friends just helped child murderers escape...

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

This is NOT THE FIRST TIME THIS FUCKING JACKASS BITCH HAS DONE THIS!

If you are one of porch bitch’s 7 friends who just helped child murderers escape at the Round 1 and you WERE NOT AWARE that porch bitch was using you as her scapegoat to help murderers get away...

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

Which is WHY, she and her mommy and daddy, whoever the hell they are... are now primary murder suspects #1, because this bitch, has made it VERY clear, that she will STOP AT NOTHING to do EVERYTHING IN HER POWER to stop the FBI from arresting the two women who murdered my son.

If you know who she or they are...

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

If a member of your family is NOT one of the murder victims, then you NEED to get yourself and ALL of your friends, family, and relatives OUT OF THIS SITUATION! STOP GETTING IN MY FACE! STOP GETTING IN MY CAMERA! STOP GETTING IN MY YARD - ALL OF THEM! You haven’t got a clue what is going on here and you are making yourselves a very big problem! LEAVE ME ALONE!

If you have ANY information about ANYTHING connected to ANY of this…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

I don’t know who these people are or why they are doing this.

If you know who these people are or why they are doing this…

please call FBI Portland Office @ 207-774-9322

ask for Agent Andy Drewer.

I don’t know who this woman is or why she is harassing me, but she put onions on my pizza, hide them under the cheese, and that is attempted murder. Onions can kill me. She tried to kill me. And I want to know why. I want to know who she is, why she is stalking me, why she is following me, why she shows up in my yard, why she shows up at the restaurant I was at with her gang of 7 thugs to surround my table on all sides and put an item I am allergic to in my food. She and her 7 cronies put a deadly allergy food on my pizza. That is attempted murder.

She first showed up in October 2021, it’s now June 2023. I don’t know who she is or why she is doing this, but I want her to stop.

I am not bothering her. Why is she bothering me?

I do not know her. How does she know me?

I am not harassing her. Why is she harassing me?

I am here, minding my own business, trying to track down my son’s murderer, something that has been the full 100% focus of my entire life every day since he was murdered November 14, 2013.

I want to find my son’s murderer, and I can not do it when some mentally deranged drunk ass psycho bitch is getting in my face every chance she can get.

I want to find my son’s murderer and she is trying to prevent me from doing that and I want to know why?

What is her connection to my son’s murder?

No one who is not connected to my son’s murder, has any reason to be interfering with the investigation into my son’s murder.

Only someone who knows who the murderer is and seeks to prevent me from finding the murderer, has any incentive to be interfering with attempts to locate my son’s murderer.

She makes repeated attempts to derail the investigation into the murder of my son and I want to know why.

I am severely crippled, something the murderer did to me. I am bedridden. I was paralyzed for 5 months, spent 18 months relearning to walk, only to be attacked a 2nd time by the same two women who murdered my son and crippled me the first time. The 2nd attack, June 2016, did severe damage to my spinal column and nerve bundle, causing my current state of being crippled, after I had spent 18 months relearning to walk the first time, I had to relearn to walk AGAIN, a 2nd time.

I have reached the point were it takes me now only 2 hours to walk seven hundred and fifty feet…. It takes the average person only 3 minutes to move that same distance, and they are not in agonising pain every step of the way like I am.

And yet, this woman is going to the corner store on Cutts Street, the Biddeford Library, the front porch on my apartment building, the restaurant at the Hilton DoubleTree, the Round 1 arcade at the Maine Mall, running around grabbing the arms of every random stranger she meets to babble out between her slovenly drunken slurs : “That’s EelKat, she walks 2 miles a day, she can run, she’s not crippled, she’s faking it!”

Why?

Tell me, WHO other than friends and family of my son’s murderer, the two women who crippled me, who ELSE has an incentive to be running around spreading these evil vicious slanderous defamations lies about me?

Who?

Only someone who is trying to protect the two women who crippled me, has any incentive to spread these filthy lies about me.

Who is this woman and what is her incentive to spread her hateful smear campaign about me?

Tell me that.

Tell FBI Agent Andry Drewer that.

He wants to know who she is and why she’s doing this too.

I have spent the last 3 years ignoring this woman and her harassment, but she has become too big of a problem to ignore her any more… namely in the fact that:

SHE FUCKING TRIED TO KILL ME BY TAMPERING WITH MY FOOD TO PUT SOMETHING I AM ALLERGIC TO IN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That… along with her constant endless defamatory smear campaign, and warranting her number one first place of my primary attention now.

My primary focus was on finding my son’s killer. But I am finding it difficult to focus 100% of my attention on finding my son’s killer, when this bitch can’t get her fucking fat ass out of my business.

Every time I turn around, there she is again, no matter I go or what I do, and she is becoming a VERY BIG PROBLEM!

She needs to leave me alone.

I’m not bothering her.

I don’t know why she is bothering me.

I don’t know who she is.

I don’t know how she knows who I am or how she knows where I live or why she keeps showing up in my yard or why she shows up at stores and restaurants and libraries and conventions and every place else I go!

She’s becoming like a fucking shadow, there all the time and I don’t know why.

She just can’t fucking leave me alone and I don’t know why?

What is her funking OCD mega obsession with me?

Who the fuck is she and why the fuck is she bothering me?

What she did at Round 1 during PortCon was the last straw.

I am now removing my focus away from finding my son’s killer, to put all of my focus on finding out what this woman’s motive is and how she is connected to my son’s killer, because clearly she IS connected to my son’s killer. She has made it more than obvious that she is involved with the murder of my son and that means the best way NOW to find my son’s killer is to follow this lead and find out who this woman is and what her fucking problem is.

I apparently live rent free in her head, to such an extent that she has devoted 24/7 of her life to hounding and harassing me, and I want to know why this total stranger has taken such an illogical and unwarranted interest in stalking every move I make.

I am trying to find my son’s murderer and she is doing everything in her power to try to stop me from finding my son’s murderer and I want to know why.

Throughout 2021 and 2022, she showed up in my driveway to yell: “Get that shit off the trunk of your car!” Almost every day. From October 21, 2021 to May 17, 2022…. The shit she was referring to? Here, have a picture of the trunk of my car…

https://www.eelkat.com/images/volvo-art-car-eelkat-Dazzling-Razzbury-3-april-10-2015-never-foreget-fbi3.png

… do you see it?

Yeah… she was harassing me because she wanted me to remove the request for help finding my son’s murderer off my car.

WHO OTHER then the murderer or someone protecting the murderer would want THAT taken off my car?

Tell me THAT!

We had not seen her for a few months after that so e assumed she was gone… but then May 2023 she showed up again whining and bitching about some baby that she claims the baby’s first words were “EelKat” and “Volvo”.... Uhm… really? She’s obsessed with me SO BAD that she talked about me SO MUCH steadily none stop in front of some baby that that baby is now fluent in saying “EelKat’s Volvo” and nothing else… according to her.

Uhm… why do I care what some baby’s first words are? I don’t. I don’t care.

Do you know why I don’t care?

Because my baby is dead. He never got to say first words.

Do you know WHY he never said first words? Because 2 scum bag bitches beat his 8 month old head in with golf clubs… that’s why.

My son is dead and I’m trying to find his killer. And I really don’t care, that you hate me so much that you tught your baby how to say “EelKat’s Volvo”.

You know, normal people teach their babies to say momma or daddy. Normal people don’t spend their days gibbering “EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo,EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo,EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo,... 24/7, like you apparently do, because, a baby’s first word is ALWAYS going to be the word YOU say the most to that baby… yeah.

So, why exactly do you chant the words EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo, EelKat’s Volvo,... all day and all night to such an extent you taught a baby to say those words? What are you some type of Cthulhu cultist trying to summon an Elder God Mother Demon? I wouldn’t be surprised. I mean you DO run up here and screaming “suicide demon” at my car.

What the fuck?

There is the Hand of God aka The Evil Eye Protection Symbol painted on my car and she gets her face in that and starts saying that the Demon is trying to suck her into it!

Good god! What the fuck? Do you have any idea how crazy you are?

And then, now, she’s at Round 1, saying “My mother lives in the same building with EelKat and my mother says there is no one coming up in the yard harassing her”... uhm… HELLO… it’s YOU… YOU, are the one coming up in my yard harassing me… YOU who just said your mother lives in my building… YOU ARE PORCH BITCH… yeah… YOU. It’s YOU. Are you REALLY getting that drunk that you are unaware that you are harassing me? Is THAT your “insanity plea”?

YOU who was at Round 1, saying “My mother lives in the same building with EelKat and my mother says there is no one coming up in the yard harassing her”... YOU ARE PORCH BITCH!

YOU who was at Round 1, saying “My mother lives in the same building with EelKat and my mother says there is no one coming up in the yard harassing her”...YOU ARE THE ONE COMING UP IN THE YARD HARASSING ME!

IT’s YOU!

YOU who was at Round 1, saying “My mother lives in the same building with EelKat and my mother says there is no one coming up in the yard harassing her”...YOU ARE THE ONE CALLING MY CAR A SUICIDE DEMON!

YOU who was at Round 1, saying “My mother lives in the same building with EelKat and my mother says there is no one coming up in the yard harassing her”...YOU ARE THE ONE SCREAMING ABOUT TOD MURPHY!

YOU who was at Round 1, saying “My mother lives in the same building with EelKat and my mother says there is no one coming up in the yard harassing her”...YOU ARE THE ONE WHO SAYS YOUR BABY”S FIRST WORDS WERE EELKAT”S VOLVO!

YOU who was at Round 1, saying “My mother lives in the same building with EelKat and my mother says there is no one coming up in the yard harassing her”...YOU ARE THE ONE WHO SCREAMS FROM THE PORCH!

YOU who was at Round 1, saying “My mother lives in the same building with EelKat and my mother says there is no one coming up in the yard harassing her”...ITS YOU WHO ARE DOING THESE THINGS!

If you can REALLY honestly say you were UNAWARE that it was YOU, YOURSELF who are doing these things, then, hey, here’s a great idea… maybe you should try… NOT DRINKING!

The bitch only seems to show up when she is drunk out of freaking mind.

Also… trespassing… you do KNOW you are trespassing when you are clinging to my bedroom window sill with your grubby drunk hands, slobbering your hate slurs through the screen at me, right?

You have to stagger your drunk ass 75 feet up the driveway, then squeeze around my car, climb over my car, to stick your face in my bedroom window to slobber out your drunk insanity at me, while lay here in bed… you know bedridden, can’t get out of bed, laying on my back 24/7, in the bed beside the window you are gibbering in…

LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE YOU FREAKING DRUNK LUNATIC!

I’M NOT BOTHERING YOU, SO DAMN FUCKING STOP BOTHERING ME!!!!

I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHO THE FUCK YOU ARE OR WHY YOU ARE DOING THIS!

LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

I am days on end, unable to sit up at all, can’t even roll over, let alone stand up… and, there’s not one damned thing I can do to protect myself from this drunk bitch who puts screaming in my bedroom window as her favourite pastime.

Who the fuck is this crazy ass lunatic?

And she reeks of liquor all the time. She smells like a fucking still. She’s one of those scum bags who drinks. You can smell it on her so bad! God! She’s a funking drunk, and I think that’s what half her problem is. It looks like every time she gets drunk she blubbers her drunk ass over here to my driveway to bitch funking lunacy at my car. She needs to stumble her way back to the fucking bar she fell out of and leave me alone!

What kind of a mental problem do you have to have to stalk a person and show up at every place they go to, so you gibber about suicide demons? What the fuck is wrong with her?

NEVER FORGET! They ripped my baby from my womb, murdered his innocence, and those opposing justice cloak themselves in deception. Only the guilty fear exposure. What secrets are they concealing by halting the investigation? It's time to unveil the motives of those obstructing my son's fight for justice. Why halt the search? Why concoct tales of demons and witches? What darkness are they trying to bury behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?

What is her motive for not wanting me to find my son’s killer?

What is her incentive for trying to impede the investigation into my son’s murder?

No one who is not involved in the events of August 8, 2013, November 14, 2013, April 10, 2015, May 15, 2015, September 12, 2015, or June 26, 2016… has any motive or incentive to try to hinder the search for my son’s killers.

Only someone involved in my son’s murder would try to stop the murder investigation.

Only someone involved with the killer would try to prevent the killer's identity from being found.

That means she knows who murdered my son and she’s withholding evidence, because no one who does NOT know who the killer was, would go to these extremely bizarre lengths this woman is going through to try to hinder the investigation.

ONLY someone who is protecting the murderer would run around trying to throw a monkey wrench into the works, like she is doing,

ONLY a person who knows who crippled me would go around trying to convince people I am not crippled.

This woman is going out of her way to act very, extremely, incredibly GUILTY of knowing who the murderer is… and that means we now need to find out WHO this woman is and WHAT exactly she knows and WHO she is trying to protect and WHAT she is trying to hide.

I’m trying to find my son’s murderer, and I want this fucking drunk gutter trash scum bag to leave me the fuck alone so I can focus on putting my son’s murderer behind bars.

But, there you go… your question answered.

Follow up Response: No. I am not joking. I am NEVER joking. I am completely incapable of joking. I have Kannar's Syndrome, aka the type of Autism featured in the RainMan movie. Go watch Rainman. I am like that. I am completely incapable of telling jokes, lies, slang, innuendos, or other types of falsehoods. I am also completely incapable of telling when someone is telling to me a joke, lie, slang, innuendo, or other type of falsehood. I do not joke. It is not physically or mentally possible for me to do so. I have Kannar's Syndrome, also known as ACTUAL and REAL Autism, not to be confused with either Aspergers or Autism Spectrum Disorders. I have Autism, not Aspergers. I have Autism, not an Autism Spectrum Disorder. I have real and actual Autism. I am one of only 120k people to ever in the past hundred years be diagnosed with REAl and ACTUAL Autism. Autism, the real and actual type that actually is Autism, is one of the rarest diseases in the world, and should never be confused with Aspergers. Asperger's is also known as High Functioning Autism and 1 in 3 people have it. Aspergers is one of the most common diseases in the world. But Aspergers is not Autism. I have Autism, and therefore, I never joke, I never lie, I'm not physically capable of doing either.

LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

Follow up response

No. I don't know who we was looking for at PortCon. All I know is the same drug dealer who murdered my family, a fetynol drug dealer from Connecticut, who has been trafficking drugs into Maine via Biddeford and Old Orchard Beach, was supposed to be at PortCon trying to sell drugs to the kids, and porch bitch and her 7 friends fucked up arresting them BIG TIME... but... yes... you are right... I had never considered that Porch Bitch and her 7 friends might in fact have been the drug dealers we were waiting for.

But yeah... they came in right behind us... they followed up out of the PortCon Game Room at he Main Mall, into Round 1, and hung around the arcades for a couple minutes, then about 5 minutes later me and Ben sat down, and sudden Porch Bitch and her 7 friend surrounded us... they filled up every table around us so we were completely cut off and trapped by them. One of them was the guy who ran the Smash Bros tournament. He was with the green haired girl in the table behind us.

I don’t know anything about the drug dealers or the gang from Connecticut, so I wouldn’t recognize any of them.

All I’m interested in is finding the two women who murdered my son and left me crippled on November 14, 2013 at Southern Maine Community College.

To this day I still don’t know why they attacked me. They never stole anything. It appeared to be just some random mugging, but then one of them used the name of my father’s old girlfriend Claire (pretending to be Loe’s wife Claire even though Claire died over a decade ago) and the other one was using some “Kendra Silvermander” name. The Claire woman is the one I’m looking for. She’s the one who murdered my son.

Like I said, had it not been for the fact she identified herself as my father’s old girlfriend, the attack would have seemed totally random. But the police think too, that the attackers thought they were attacking my mother. You see, I didn’t even know about my father’s Claire girlfriend before the attack… she was someone my father was with BEFORE my parents were even married, almost twenty years before I was even born.

Police think the attacker was targeting my mother, not me, and that’s why they were pretending to be some woman my mother knew forty years ago. But then my mother’s older brother’s will surfaced at the same time and so we know he was the one who hired the attackers. But then, his younger brother had some connection with a cocaine and heroin drug gang in Connecticut. I DO remember the drug gang. They are the ones who showed up in Old Orchard Beach in 1982, They called themselves “The Cyr Clan'' back then and were led by this little fat guy named Bryan Cyr who drove a robin egg blue Datsun pickup truck and had a sister named Anne who drove a yellow Oldsmobile hatchback. They arrived with 70+ people and had a big shoot out with the Atwater Clan (aka my Uncles Bruce and David and their crew). The only thing I remember was they shoot the eye out of the head of the kid sitting beside me at the picnic, they invaded, an then they set fire to the big yellow dome house that used to sit at 860 Portland Ave, which was renumbered and is now today 142 Portland Ave Old orchard Beach, where the Morin’s live now.

ALL the cars they had with them had Connecticut plates… I had written them all down… state police took my licence plate notebook and never returned it. I was just learning the alphabet and numbers, and our kindergarten teacher, Mrs Bureau, had told us to practise by writing down the letters and numbers of every licence plate we saw. Old Orchard Beach is a tourist town, and at the time got over two million tourists every weekend, so me and my cousins used to sit on the lawn writing plate numbers… so we had almost every single plate number off every single Connecticut car that the Cyr Clan had, and the state police took all of us kids’ notebooks, because we had big stacks of composition notebooks that were full of just hundreds and hundreds of pages of car licence plates, including all the plate numbers of every single car the Cyr Clan had that day of the shootout.

The police think that the November 14, 2013 attack that killed my son and left me crippled, could be related to the fact that I was one of the kindergarten kids from Mrs Bureau's class who had written those notebooks… there were 32 kids in her class and the state police took every notebook from all thirty two kids. The police came to the Jameson School and took all our notebooks for everything.

The police and FBI are currently focused on the drug gang. They say its the exact same drug gang from the 1982 shoot out, and that it’s the kids, grandkids, and great grand kids of the 1982 shooters who run the gang now.

Finding my son’s killer is an afterthought on the part of the police and FBI, all their focus is on locating who is trafficking fetanoyl into Biddeford and Old Orchard Beach from Connecticut. I don’t care about any of that. I’ve no interest in the drug dealers or what they are doing. All I care about is locating he Claire woman who murdered my son and crippled me.

It’s been 9 years, almost 10 years since my son was murdered and its taken me that long to relearn to walk again. I just want these two women put in prison where they belong.

As soon as the Claire and Kendra women who attacked me November 14, 2013 are in prison, I’m out of this. That’s all I’m involved for. Those two women murdered my son and left me crippled and I want them to have life in prison. As so as those two women have got life in prison, the police and FBI get no more help from me, because finding my son’s killers is my only goal.

NEVER FORGET! They stole my son's life, and those standing against justice now wrap themselves in a shroud of lies. Only the guilty quiver at the thought of truth. What evils are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to reveal the motives of those obstructing my fight for justice. Why halt the search? Why concoct tales of demons and witches? What atrocities are they desperate to conceal behind their madness of ghosts and aliens?"

Update: July 1, 2023

Did you know that if you are in the witness protection program and the FBI puts you in a specific apartment building because they want you in a specific location, and a small minded, nosy ass, harassing, gossiping, busy body moves into the building and starts harassing you, and does so for several months, then reaches the point of stalking you to PortCon, and seriously flubs up the arrest of your family's murderer, which your family being murdered is WHY you got put in the witness protection program and WHY the FBI placed your family in the building they put you in... and while you are being a shit head in Round 1 loudly broadcasting classified information about the witnesses being protected by the witness protection program, you happen to also announce that your mother lives in the witness protect building and is why you have the right to be a shit head on her porch... do you know that the FBI and the witness protection program will evict your mother out of the building 2 days later?

Huh... I did not know that... but yeah... porch bitch just got her mother evicted out of our building, evicted by the FBI who are very pissed that their family was impeding the FBI investigation into the murder of my family.

So from now on if porch bitch shows up she can be arrested by the local police because the FBI kicked her mother out of our building so that porch bitch would no longer have an excuse to be in our driveway yelling at me and my car.

NEVER FORGET! My son's heart was silenced by those who now cower behind a cloak of deception. Only the guilty fear the sting of truth. What secrets are they concealing by obstructing the investigation? It's time to expose the motives of those hindering my son's relentless pursuit of justice. Why silence the pursuit? Why fabricate tales of demons and witches? What atrocities are they desperate to shroud behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?

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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.

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.

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.

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NEVER FORGET! They robbed my son of life, and those opposing justice now veil themselves in a web of lies. Only the guilty fear the truth's relentless glare. What sins are they concealing by stopping the investigation? It's time to unveil the motives of those obstructing my son's fight for justice. Why halt the search? Why weave tales of demons and witches? What darkness are they trying to bury behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?"

Update July 8, 2023

The Atwaters of the Sandford Ward are having themselves a rip old rip roar... I blocked them everywhere and they are mega pissed... but... they want to know why, and... here's why: Uhm... no... you see, I actually WAS aware what he was doing... I found out about it during PortCon 2022... he thought I was in the bathroom, and was having a good old yip yap laugh session with Steve Shaw and Rich Arsonal and, uhm... oh look... granny PROVENTIA... yeah... oh yeah... I've known about grand mommy Proventa for well over a year now... but hey guess what... I also knew, they's do it AGAIN at PortCon 2023, and hey look, I got them on camera and her mommy and daddy are lucky they are just being evicted and not being tossed into jail, because I COULD press attempted murder charges on them and their entire fucking family over what they did at Round 1 last month.... I hate the High Priest, I really do... and the fact remains, in November 2021, these people gunned down Etiole, and I'm more pissed about THAT then I am the 2013 murder of my son... NO ONE gets between me and Etiole and thinks I'm not going to do something about it.... yes, I DID block the High Priest... have fun getting getting your doctored information from him NOW grandmommy Proventa. Have I ever mentioned I HATE the High Priest? I think I have.... tell the High Priest, there's a little silver dollar from WalMart parking lot that he should have taken a damn better look at what it said on it, and WHO gave it to me... we Gypsies have a code, that none Gypsies can't read, we can get messages to each other, and Americans don't see them... you know who's more pissed then me? Etiole. Etiole put that coin on Ben's car... Etiole's mega pissed, he's been pissed for a while, but that gang of hoodlums from the Sandford ward LDS Church, hunted him down and shot him for no damned reason, and he's not happy about that. No one bit. And I'll take his side, before I take anyone elses....

these locals shot him calling him a suicide demon... they believe he is a demon... but Etiole, he truly does believe himself to be the avenging archangel of the Old Testament... whether or not he is what he claims to be, I do not debate... I can neither prove nor disprove his claim to be one of the Watchers from the Bible and I'm not going to try... he's an elderly man who lives in the forests and keeps to himself and I've taken care of him since 1978.... unlike the locals who call him a demon, I do not judge him for his appearance... he is my friend, he's the only friend I've ever had, and I value that friendship. He's not bothering anyone, these people had no reason to hurt him...

EVERYTHING Etiole has ever predicted has ALWAYS come to pass... I can not explain that and I do not try... is he NOT a Human as so many locals say? I have no reason to think he i anything other then what he looks like: an old man in his 90s; is he an archangel like he himself claims to be? He's certainty done things that defy logic and can not be explained, but I also have no education and know nothing of science, and I would assume there is science that could explain the things he does... in either case, you saw the coin when it showed up, I was livestreaming on Twitch a shopping vlog at WalMart March 2022.... here's that coin again, for those who forgot what it said on it

Here's the coin Etiole left on Ben's car. The avenging archangel from the Bible, evicting Adam and Eve. Here's the coin... Ben didn't read it, when Etiole put it on Ben's car ... it's the avenging archangel of the Bible evicting Adam and Eve for their transgressions

and YES... that IS the Watcher angel wings that are painted on the door o my car... I always paint those wings beside pictures I paint of Etiole, because there ARE six horrifying scars on his back, that DO look like he once had three pairs of wings that were brutally cut off, and those blue Wtcher wings, with eyes and feathers are what Etiole says his wings looked like... those wings are described in the Bible, and that is why they are also on the back of this cpoin... the wings of The Watchers, The Seraphim, The Guardian Angels, The Nephilim, The Grigori Archangels, which is what Etiole claims he is.

eta, respond to message:
No. Not Catholic; Voodoo. Folk Catholicism is a form of New Orleans Voodoo. Etiole is High Houngan (a very high ranked Voodoo Priest) . Coins are used in spell casting, curses, gris-gris, poppets (voodoo dolls). Coin familiar magic is pivotal to how Voodoo works, because people naturally pick up a coin when they see it and if the coin was coated in goofer dust they also picked up the curse that was attached to the coin. The track the dust into their home, other members of their family get the dust of them, the curse spreads to other people. We are Gypsies this is what we do. And I am the Gypsy Queen of the Scottish Gypsies of New England, yes, the Gypsy Witch from Stephen King's the Thinner, not the actress in the movie, the REAL Gypsy witch she was pretending to be, thus why Stephen King filmed Thinner on my farm. Tip, for future reference: never piss off a Gypsy, especially not one who is a high ranking Mamo, which I am, we'll curse your whole fucking family for seven generations.

Who is grandmommy Provintia? Ask my uncle Mervin Bruce Atwater's family (Doris, Danny, Angela, Amber, Adam, Autumn, or Bonny) to tell you the story of the Mormon Bishop who told them to fuck off because they had to choose between paying their tithing to the church or paying their rent, and they paid their tithing and got evicted, so the Bishop gave them a green Buddha Statue... THAT was done by Bishop Provinta and his first and second counselours, let's see who were THEY again? Oh yeah, Steve Shaw and Rich Arsonal... and WHO does the FBI have as the NUMBER ONE suspect of hiring the golf club bitch who murdered my baby November 14, 2013... uhm... let's see... oh yeah, that'd be Rick Arsonal again... the FBI said he was pissed to learn I was pregnant and that Ben was the father, because at the time Ben was paying Rick $3k a month to fund some get rich quick scam and Ben was going to stop paying Rick $3k a month to start building a house in Old Orchard for his son, my baby, the one that was murderered... the Rick was also in my yard on April 10, 2015, the day the rest of my family was murdered... so, yeah, the fact that THAT particular Bishop whose family has a FOUR DECADE HISTORY of harassing Atwaters turned out to be the grandparents of porch bitch.... yeah... LOTS of red flags... and the thing is, Ben KNEW it was them, he's KNOWN it was them right along, right since day one on October 21, 2021... I did not know that then, nor did I know that the REASON the FBI survalance was here is because they were watching BEN and his interactions with neighbours to see WHO he was chummy with and see if they had a connection to the Sandford Ward suspects in my son's murder, because guess what, according to the FBI, Ben never wanted a son, thought fathering a baby made him less of a man in God's eyes, and it''s Ben, the baby's own father, whom the FBI thinks is behind ALL of it... especially giving that he is very vocal in the Sanfard Ward at saying he's not married (we've been married since August 13, 1987, yeah check my age on THAT date, he can go to prison for that alone, that's why he bends over backwards to deny he has a wife)... but Ben has been VERY vocal about not being the baby's father as well... the FBI showed up June 12, 2016, and asked me to do something: carry a camera on me that runs 24/7 with one goal: TO RECORD EVERYTHING BEN SAYS AND DOES, because the FBI is gathering evidence against BEN, the baby's father...and EVERYONE who was connected to him via the Sanford Ward LDS Church between the murders of November 14, 2013 and April 10, 2015... because they don't think Ben actually PLANNED the murders, but they think he talked about wishing I wasn't in his life, and wishing I wasn't pregnent, and they think Rick Arsonal was pivotal in spreading that wish and got it to someone who actually carried it out, crippling me for the rest of my life and murdering my baby... and the FBI also thinks Ben KNOWS this and KNOWS who did it, and that the REASON he's spent SINCE 2015 running around lying about me, my health, my murdered baby, his being the father, his being married... is this: The FBI believes that Ben and Rick Arsonal are having a gay relationship and are hiding it from the Mormon church, and THAT is why they think Rick Arsonal hired the golf club bitch who killed my baby and almost killed me... and the FBI has a LOT of paperwork to back that beliefe up... so, yeah, finding out that porch bitch and her crew are Bishop Provintia's family... that... that's not good, and that means the FBI was right back in October 2021 when they said they suspected someone in our building was connected to the murder of my son. Yeah... so that's why I block him and all his fucking daned Sanford ward friend, because its starting to look like the FBI is right, he DOES care more about Rick then he does his own wife and son.

And you know what? That explains so much. The Saco and Sandford Wards, they say that they were told by Ben, my mother, and my father... that I had left the Mormon church!! What the fuck? My son had been murdered and I was paralized... I couldn't move for 5 months... couldn't sit up, couldn't stand up... Ben had to hand feed me with a spoon... I couldn't even eat on my own.... at the time that happened, I had more then 500 head of poultry, my farm was a working eggs farm, we were one of the largest commercial suppliers of eggs in the state of Maine! I had to shut the egg business down in February 2014, because, I couldn't find anyone to feed the hens for me while I was paralized in the hospital for 5 months, and then 18 months relearning to walk, nd then another month in a wheelchair and then over a year on crutches, and then 9 years going back and forth between a walker and a cane, that I am still using right now!

I had to sell my chickens and roosters, who were named pets, more then five hundred of them, because I didn't have one single person to feed them while I was NINE FUCKING YEARS in physical theropy relarning to walk, after a bitch with a golf club severed my spine!

Not one relative, not one person from church, NO ONE came to the hospital to visit me, no one came to my yard to visit me.... and guess what, a backhoe drove over my house a couple of weeks before all this happened, so not only was I crippled and bedridden but I was crippled and bedridden OUTSIDE, in the snow and rain, under a 6x9' TARP with no protection from the weather... HOMELESS and CRIPPLED... and these entire nine years almost ten years now of relearning to walk, I couldn't figure out why no one from my church ever cared that I was injured and needed help... and NOW I'm finding out that the REASON they never helped me, was because Ben and my mother and my father went to the church members and the Atwater relatives and LIED TO THEM telling them I had left the Mormon Church, and NEVER ONCE told anyone in my church or my relatives how badly I was injured, how badly I was crippled, that a fucking backhoe had driven over my house, that my father cut off half my land and sold it to his cousin Colliard, that my baby was murdered... that's why no one came to his funeral... did you know that? The REASON these people who keep trying to dig up his grave, the REASON they can't find his grave, is because no one but me knows where my son is buried, because NO ONE... not one single person, not even Ben, the baby's own father... not one single person came to his funeral... and now I'm finding out that the REASON no one came to his funeral is because his own father, Ben, LIED to every one at church, and so they never even knew I had a son or that he was dead or that I was so horrifically crippled or that a backhoe had driven over my house, so now I was homeless, plus everything I owned was in the house so all my clothes and furntaure and books and my huge Uncle Scrooge comic book collection... they're all in a landfill somewhere because not only did the bacckhoe drive over my house, but they clear cut my land, all the plants, trees, flowers, top soil, everything right down to the bare ledge, including the house and everything in the house was all loaded up into a bug green dumptruck that that has a silver and black stripe nose.

And my church, The Saco and Sanford Wards of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, never once helped me... a church I attended 3 days a week, for forty-seven YEARS, NEVER missed a meeting, not once. I paid tithing and temple fund and drove out to Cape Elethabeth church's kitchen every week to spend 12+ hours baking pies and cakes and casserole for the Missionaries to give to the homeless in Portland... I did that for forty-seven years... and those people who devoted four decades of my life to, turned their backs on me and shunned me when I bacame crippled, when my son was murdered, when a backhoe drove over our house... things that all happened the same damned fucking day!

And NOW... now that I am just finally after TEN YEARS finally starting to walk again... now I'm finding out that Ben and the Sanford Ward and Saco Ward congregations were the one who DID IT and they've spent the past ten years of my recovery, running a massive smear campaing to tarnish my reputation, because they knew I was recovering and sooner or later, I'd be back.

What the fuck!

They're a bunch of fucking shit head dicks every single one of them!

NEVER FORGET! My son's life was crushed, and those standing against justice now hide behind a curtain of deceit. Only the guilty tremble at the truth. What darkness are they concealing by blocking the investigation? It's time to expose the villains hindering my battle for justice. Why silence the pursuit? Why invent fables of demons and witches? What horrors are they desperately hiding behind their delusions of ghosts and aliens?

Update: July 13, 2023:

Ben has had an absolute, total psychotic breakdown over Mickey's death and I don't know what to do about it.

Ben is having a hard time. He hasn't buried Mickey yet. I tried to bury Mickey 2 days ago and Ben won't let me. We already had a coffin made and a cemetery plot arrangement, but Ben has full stop refused to allow me to bury Mickey. (Mickey is my Llasha Apso, who died after several months of struggling to stay alive after porch bitch poisoned him March 20th, 2023).

Ben put Mickey in a box. Spent 2 days digging a hole (something that normally takes less then an hour to do). Then refused to bury him and took Mickey back to his house. Ben has Mickey with my 1964 Dodge 330 right now. Ben is one of the people who believes that car is haunted, Ben believes Etiole is a demon, so Ben also thinks Etiole is an invisible entity living in the car still. (He elderly homeless man people call Etiole is in Old Orchard, I have someone there taking care of him, Ben refuses to believe that. Next month is Ben and I's 38th anniversary and Ben has never acknowledged that Etiole is a person and has been one of the biggest spreaders of the rumor that Etiole is a demon.) But Ben has got it I'm his head Etiole is a demon and can heal/raise dead, soooo… yeah. That's going on.

Ben has been taking Mickey for car rides.

Mickey died 4 days ago.

Ben has been driving around Biddeford and Old Orchard for the last 3 days, with Mickey, dead, taking Mickey for a car ride, for the past 3 days.

I repeat, Mickey died 4 days ago…and Ben has spent the last 3 days taking my dead dog for car rides and I can't get him to stop so that I can bury my dead dog!

Ben has both schizophrenia (he sees and hears aliens and demons, has both audio and visual hallucinations about them) and D.I.D. (there are at least 7 different people living in him, that we know of, the high priest being one of them, none of the 7 have any knowledge or memory of the existence of any of the other 6) which makes Ben interesting to say the least, but his delusional belief in aliens and demons is out of control even on a good day, and right now it's hyper mega over the top extremely out of control like I've never seen it before and I don't know what to do about it.

Ben knew Mickey was getting bad off. Vet had said Mickey wasn't doing good back in March and again in May. Mickey had been going in to vet a lot and having lots of tests done ever since porch bitch was squatted in my parking spot with her silver Lincoln last 2 weeks of March.

We knew Mickey wasn't going to live much longer. And the vet was giving us tons of medicine. Mickey had 15 different pills he had to take every day, some of them he had to take 2, 3, or 4 times a day each one. Plus he was on an IV that he had to have for an hour each day. I was basically doing hospice care since porch bitch poisoned Mickey March 20.

Mickey lost use of his hind legs in May. Hadn't been able to take him for walks any more, so we were going for walks and Ben was carrying Mickey and putting him down at posts so he could pee on them, then carrying him to the next post. Ben was acting as a wheel chair for Mickey because he couldn't walk any more. That has been going on for over 2 months now.

My brother, J2, had started carrying Mickey around the house the past few weeks because Mickey couldn't walk anymore.

J2 was helping me with the IV because I needed someone to hold it up several feet, while I held Mickey down so he didn't pull the needle out.

Mickey was having a really hard time to even stand up for the past several weeks. Ben was talking about getting him one of those wheelcarts. I had made a bum sling for him, so I could hold his bum up and he could walk around beside me using just his front legs. He had been scooting around the house on his bum, and lost all the fur on his back legs because of it. He had to have bum powder and bum spray and preparation h cream every day on his bum to keep it from getting sore

J2 was carrying him around all day. So he had Mickey up on his shoulder while he was cooking and playing videos. Mickey was staying with J2 almost all day for past several weeks because he couldn't walk and J2 had just started carrying him all day.

When we went to vet Monday I told Ben before we left I didn't think Mickey was going to make it through the night. I didn't even know if he'd live long enough to get to the vet. Ben didn't believe me. When we got to the vet, we walked in, I was carrying Mickey. Girl at the front desk took one look at Mickey and grabbed him and ran out back with him and yelled for one of the other girls to check us in and then send us out back. She was waiting on someone else and left him standing there. Ben was shocked and asked why she did that, I think Ben was in complete denial about how bad off Mickey was. Everyone in office could see Mickey was almost comatose. He couldn't even hold his head up. He was just flopping around limp and Ben acted like he didn't notice.

There was only 1 vet there and she was in with another patient and she left them and immediately came and started doing emergency blood work on Mickey. She said he probably wouldn't live to end of week, because it looked like he was going into septic shock. And whole time Ben was acting like we was at a routine check up and was acting like there was nothing wrong with Mickey at all. When we got home Ben went off laughing and joking with daddy and was talking about how we was going to take Mickey to Acadia soon as heat wave ended. Mickey lost consciousness in car on way home, he never woke up after we got home, and he died about 3 hours later. And Ben had an absolute meltdown when Mickey died, and spent over an hour doing cpr on him trying to wake him back up.

Ben can't stop crying and keeps saying over and over "I want him back" .then he spent 2 whole days digging a hole to bury Mickey and then didn't bury Mickey and instead took Mickey back to his house. He's got Mickey up at his house now. He won't bury him.

Yesterday after we left Old Orchard at one point yesterday, after we got back to Biddeford, he took the box apart, out on the sidewalk in front of the Biddeford Apartment, and took Mickey back out of it. I had to go out there and make him rebuild the box, out there on the sidewalk in front of the apartment last night.

Ben has spent the last 3 days taking Mickey for car rides. Mickey died 4 days ago.

I think Ben is in shock.

I don't think Ben ever saw anyone die before. He got upset over Marcy and Tope too, but it wasn't this bad, but he wasn't with them when they died either and he was this time with Mickey.

I don't know what to do.

Ben is completely off his rocker right now and he won't let me bury my dog.