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Mafia connection? What?
Why are people sending me messages asking "What is the mafia cojnnection?" when referancing the FBI's investigation of my son's murder?
What the fuck?
There is no mafia connection! Why would you even ask that? What are you even talking about?
The ONLY person who ever talks about the mafia is my lunatic UFO nut uncle, yeah the same one who is such a fucking braindead idiot that he believs in aliens, ufos, haunted cars, cryptids, and demons, THAT uncle, HE likes to call HIMSELF "the king of the Scottish mafia" and HE likes to call our family (400+ people) "the Scottish mafia", but that is just my deranged lunatic uncle spewing out more of his deranged lunatic madness!
My son was murdered by a fucking white bitch with a golf club, and I have no clue who the fuck she is. If SHE has some mafia connection, I don't know, but also it seems highly unlikly.
At no point have the FBI agents who are investigating my son's murder, at no point have THEY mentioned mafia or said there was a mafia connection.
So, who is telling you there is a mafia connection, I don't know, but as far as I'm aware there is ZERO mafia connection at all.
It sounds to me like you are just be scammed by my uncle Bruce again.
EVERYTHING We Are Allowed To Publicly Release About The FBI Investigation Can Be Found HERE
If you have any information about the identity of this child murderer,
please call FBI Agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322On 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. 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 207–774–9322ANYONE 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
FAQ: How Did the FBI get involved?
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:

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.
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 evidance 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 condiminium, 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.
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:
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:
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 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.
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:

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.

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 207–774–9322On 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 207–774–9322ANYONE 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 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.
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 trimWhen 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
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:
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:
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?
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.

UPDATE September 14, 2025, -- with the onslaught of hate I am getting on FaceBook, FROM RELATIVES and their church friends, I feel I need to add this statement:
No black person has ever harassed my family. But i can list off dozens of white people who have.
you know what wasn't in the news? my 8 month son was murdered by a woman with a golf club, was it on the news ? nope.
I don't think any white people in Maine believe in empathy either.
I am a 5th generation Mormon and I an so sick of the LDS arrogance going on about this whole Kirk thing. I've known far more hateful and bigoted and violent and racist Mormons then nonMormons, probably because I was 31 years old before I even met my first nonMormon, but still. The Mormons acting like no Mormon ever hurt anybody need to really start looking around at the wife abuse and child abuse going on in their churches. I've attended 16 different wards in my five decades of life and I've seen it in every one.
I am so sick of people worshipping Kirk like he was a god.
My people (we are Gypsies) are being harassed, constantly, daily, by followers of Kirk, who live here in Maine, they drive around our block dozens of times a day in pickup trucks, shouting racist slurs, and shooting holes in our buildings. I am crippled with a broken spine from a woman with a golf club who was accusing me (a cis female who was 8 months pregnant) of being transgender;
I'm not even transgender and yet i am now a paraplegic in a wheelchair and my son was murdered because the woman with the golf club thought i was transgender, because I wear traditional dress of my people which is long embroidered skirts in pink and read with beads, she said “only men pretending to be women wear pink and glitter” and head scarfs, she was yelling “that thing is a man look at how it is dressed” while wielding a golf club that severed my spinal column and killed my baby that i was 8 months pregnant with;
Specifically I was wearing THIS dress:
And THIS pink scarf:
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Before the day my son was murdered, I had never heard the word "transgender" before. I didn't even know what it meant when she was screaming it at me.
I watched my baby be ripped out and beaten to death and there ain't no white person here in Maine who cares.
Then on top of that a white man drove a backhoe over our house here in Old Orchard Beach, so now i am both crippled in a wheelchair and homeless and my baby was murdered, and police do nothing because the harassers are white and we are not. What is wrong with these people?
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Kirk was an awful person, and his podcast fans were and still are even worse then he was. I am terrified his local fans here in Maine will be worse now that he's dead. I simply can not understand why people follow Kirk or mourn him 🥺
I'm sorry, but if you mourn the LITERAL YOUTUBER who is THE DIRECT PERSON my son's murderers were talking about while they murdered my son, I don't want you in my life. I am not only blocking the piece of filth relatives who support this man over one of their own, I'm also shunning them.
You never gave a shit that my son was murdered by LITERAL KIRK FANS but you think I should mourn Kirk?
You didn't mourn your own son
You can't mourn your own grandson
You can't mourn your own nephew
You can't mourn your own cousin
But you can mourn the LITERAL MAN WHO's fans murdered him?
You care more about the ACTUAL MAN who incited local transphobes to MURDER MY SON and DRIVE A BACKHOE over my house? But you couldn't even attend my son's funeral?
Really?
Burn in fucking Hell where transphobic filth like you and Kirk belong.
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#FAQs: So, what exactly is the Mafia connection?
I don't know.
Like I've said before, I've never witnessed anything that could be classified as a Mafia connection, unless you count Honey Fitz back in the 1920s. Honey Fitz, if you don't know, WAS an ACTUAL Boston Mafia leader who was married to one of the Kennedy girls and was JFK’s grandfather. My mom's father, was David Henry Atwater, Honey Fizt's driver during the 1920s and 1930s. He went blind at age 31 from a combination of bad moonshine and having had Scarlet Fever at age 12. Which technically makes my grandfather an ACTUAL Mafia employee, BUT, as he was not a blood relative he was not himself ACTUAL Mafia. So, YES, there is SOME connection between my family and the Boston Mafia, specifically that my grandfather was Honey Fitz's moonshine driver for about 10 years.
If you don't know Honey Fitz, here info about him:
* [John Francis "Honey Fitz" Fitzgerald - February 11, 1863 – October 2, 1950 - an American Democratic politician from Boston, Massachusetts. ](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_F._Fitzgerald)
* [Meet Honey Fitz: The ‘pixie like’ mayor of Boston and JFK’s grandfather](https://www.boston.com/news/history/2017/05/17/meet-honey-fitz-the-pixielike-mayor-of-boston-and-jfks-grandfather)
Honey Fitz owned a night club in Boston, during the Prohibition. My grandfather (born in Nova Scotia to moonshiner parents) drove the moonshine from Canada to Honey Fitz's drop off point (Old Orchard Beach Maine) where he hide the bottles inside the carousel horses at Palace Playland Amusement Park (which is still there today and can be seen from my yard). The horses' tails unscrew, and the horses are hollow. He put the bottles in at the tail, than later one of Honey Fitz's Boston drivers would open the stomach of the horses up and remove the moonshine and deliver it to Boston.
And THAT is the extent of the ACTUAL Mafia connection.
However, my grandfather bemoaned greatly having gone blind and no longer being able to drive moonshine from Canada for Honey Fitz and spent several decades telling his children, my 7 violent crime lord uncles, how much he wanted them to grow up to work for the Mafia like he had done. Uncle Bruce, Grandpa's favourite son, went on to be the worst criminal of all the Atwaters, his crimes a tower of endless atrocities, and, by the 1950s, most Americans had started referring to the Atwater family as "The Scottish Mafia", which, also causes American to call ME, the current leader of the Scottish Mafia, as I've been the clan queen since 1997. Which is WHY the FBI shows up s frequently, to ask if I am aware any info, that could help in the arrest of an uncle or aunt or cousin, depending on which one they are looking for at the moment. We are Gypsies not fucking Mafia, and I’m so sick of people calling us that.
While I myself do not personally claim to be such, all the Americans in the Greater Boston Area refer to me as "Greater Boston's Most Fear Mob Matriarch" or "The Female Head of Boston's Scottish Mafia". It's a title I don't and don't want. I want no part of my uncles life of crime. I disowned them, and ordered them shunned, it was the very first thing I did when I took over as leader of the clan. And the next thing I did was to turn over to the FBI information that put 14 so-called "Mob leaders" in prisons. I've shut down more than a dozen child prostitution rings, shut down several drug rings, shut down 3 bank embezzling/money laundering rings, and I won't stop until every last criminal in our clan is in prison where they belong. I run the family now, and I will not allow any crime in it. I've shut down more crime rings than any other clan's leader ever has. That's WHY people refer to me as "Greater Boston's Most Fear Mob Matriarch". Only this and nothing more. I'm not a mob leader, I just answer the FBI's questions every time they show up and they've taken down a lot of crime rings because of my answers to their questions.
I'm afraid the reality is not as glamorous as the rumours. And there's a lot of rumours. Every one you met is going to have one rumour or another to tell you about me. They will tell you I a viscous, vengeful and will cut down anyone who gets in my way. They forget:
* I have agoraphobia and rarely leave my bedroom, let alone go outside.
* I'm a hermit, I go years between face to face contact with another human.
* I have stage 4 PTSD (2 levels higher than front line soldiers) and prefer to keep 12 or more feet between me and any human.
* I grew up with people who loved their guns and had near daily shoot outs and I developed a massive phobia of weapons in general and guns in particular by the time I was 8 years old.
* I have stachybotrys poisoning, a side effect of being locked in a raccoon trap/cage from the time I was 8 until I was 31 – 27 years, in a rusted cage too small for most dogs, in a woodshed that had 2 inch wide spaces between the boards and only tar paper over the roof, so I was soaking wet every time it rains, covered in snow every time it snowed, I suffered server frost bite which effects my ability to walk, I have nerve damage to my hands also from frost bite, and at the time I was rescued, the stachybotrys mold on the boards was over 8 inches thick, and stachybotrys was growing in my lungs as well and causes me to have a 24/7 runny nose, a constant hacking cough all day long, and vomiting up blood several times a day, and causes me to have a voice that is barely above a whisper and I can't yell or laugh or do exercise that causes increased breathing because is causes coughing and bleeding.
* I've had hip dysplasia since I was 4 years old, a side effect of a 2 foot long iron foundation nail being driven through my hip and, forced to continue walking on the broken bone, never being taken to a doctor
* I am blind in one eye and can't see well in the other, a side effect of being beaten in the face by a pine tree limb with lots of sharp branches, and handfuls of pine needles being jammed under my eyelids and than my eyes taped shut, for 3 weeks.
* I was classified as mute from the time I was 14 until I was 42, when an MRI revealed the reason I was "mute" was because my jaw and teeth were shattered... extensive surgery to rebuild my jaw, implant fake teeth, and rebuild the flesh of my lower face and lips, resulted in my talking for the first time in 30 years, and allowed people to discover, at the age of 14 I had been beaten in the face with a brick
After escaping the clan, the FBI discovered that I was more than willing to tell them everything my uncles, aunts, and cousins had done all those years of torturing me.
I never set out to send them to prison or take down massive crime rings. I simply answered the FBI questions about: "How did you get this injury?", "How did you get that injury?" which gave them enough evidence to get warrants for child abuse and the FBI found whatever else they found in each case because of that.
My uncles are the source of the wild rumours. telling you I'm some vengeful mob leader, and they only say that because so many of them got arrested by the FBI and ended up in prison.
But the fact remains, the FBI asked for permission to have copies of my hospital records, x-rays, MRIs, etc., and than asked: "How did this injury happen?" -I was beaten with a brick.- "Who beat you with the brick?" -My uncle Bruce.
That's all there is too it.
I had no knowledge of most of the crimes my uncles committed. They were arrested because they beat in the face with a brick and the FBI found everything else on their own in the searches.
99.99% of the wild rumours. people tell about me are not true and the reality is far from sensational or glamorous.
I was tortured by evil men and I simply explained in detail, what they did to me. Only this and nothing more. And I never went out and sought the FBI either. They came to me. I don't know who sent them.
My uncles and their families are horrible criminals, yes, but they ain't Mafia, they are Gypsies. Grandpa may have been Honey Fitz's Nova Scotia moonshine driver, but he wasn't part of their family, so he was NOT Mafia. He was just a moonshine supplier to the Mafia in the 1920s, and that's it, nothing more.
He glamourized and glorified the rum running gangster life of his youth and wanted his sons to be the same as him, and he did a good job raising them into terrible criminals. But that doesn't make any of them Mafia. And me being related to them, that doesn't make me Mafia either. So I don't like it when people call my family The Scottish Mafia and I don't like it when people call me a mob leader, because I'm not.
That said, 4 FBI agents, 1 Old Orchard Beach police officer, and 2 Biddeford police officers, have all said that my Uncle Bruce and his sister Barb and her husband Paul, started going down to Boston and picking fights with anyone and everyone they thought might possibly, maybe, be Mafia, and apparently somewhere along the line, they ended up owing an ACTUAL Boston Mafia person a lot of money, ran off with some money, something of that nature, and ended up in Rhode Island, got in trouble with some gang down their, fled to Illinois, got in more trouble there, then ended up in Florida and ran in with more criminals down there. Other than that, I don't know any details, and I only know that much because, 4 FBI agents – 3 men and 1 woman - he me go into the Portland FBI office and spend several hours being questioned, what I knew: Why was Bruce in Boston? Why was Barb in Miami? Why was Merlin in Illinois? I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. I didn't know they were. I've seen or heard from any of them since 1997 when I kicked them all out of the clan. They are disowned, shunned, cast out. They aren't part this family any more.
That's all I know.
Did my Uncle Bruce get messed up with the actual Mafia, like the police and FBI are saying her did? I don’t know. But I certainly wouldn’t it past him.
I don't know what my uncle Bruce got himself involved in. But what I do know, is we ain't Mafia, we are Gypsies. They only people who call us Mafia are paranoid Americas, who just call every culture they don't understand "Mafia".
Have you ever LISTENED to an American talk? Mafia is all they talk about. Scottish Mafia, Irish Mafia, Chinese Mafia, it's ridiculous. The Mafia is Italian, and there ain't no group by that name because, guess what mafia is just a none-English word that means "family". Mafia's not the name of some group, and anyone with half a brain, is capable of doing enough research to find that out.
Americans have an anti-family culture, they hate marriage, glorify divorce, throw their children out of the house at 18, toss their elderly in nursing homes, go off living in separate houses, and mass murder 5,000 unborn babies every day.
Americans so rarely see a family, and ACTUAL family, with married couples and 10 to 12 children for each of the husbands wives, and 200+ cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents all living under one roof, they are horrified and terrified, and scared shitless because their aversion to families is so great.
Because Americans are terrified of families, every time they see a family, no matter what family it is they automatically start calling them Mafia and spreading stupid ass mob rumours.
Just because family hating paranoid Americans call every family they see "Mafia" doesn't automatically make that family Mafia and anyone with any common sense knows that.
Likewise there are millions of criminals out there. Just because someone is a criminal, doesn't make them Mafia. My uncles are evil bastards. They are criminals. And that doesn't make them Mafia, that just makes them evil bastards who belong behind bars. Only this and nothing more.
I think Americans with their TVs, glamorize the word Mafia way too much and end up seeing Mafia everywhere when, Mafia is actually almost no where at all.
Around Old Orchard Beach, there was a man (until his entire family died/was murdered in 2019 - karma?) Dan, who went around the town bullying elderly, disabled, and mentally handicapped citizens. He'd knock on the door, claim to be a code enforcement officer, hand them a court order saying he was allowed to confiscate something (their car, RV, boat, etc.) and if they challenged him, he'd start saying he was Mafia and would send his thugs to get them if they didn't had over everything he demanded. A few days later the back hoe would show up and drive over their house. 120+ families in Old Orchard Beach were made homeless that way - myself included.
He tried to take my motorhome, and I handed his "court order" over to FBI agent Andy Drewer. So FBI started investigating Dan.
Turns out, the Town Hall was paying him to do that, but he wasn't actually code enforcement, and the court orders weren't real, but rather they were printed up off a home printer, judge signatures and notary stamps were fake. Nothing was actually officially filed with any courts. Maine requires a code officer to have a Master's Degree in one of various approved courses, they must have been licensed by Augusta, they have to go through 2 years of training through the state... Dan had none of those things.
His so-called Mafia connection, turned out to be The Cyr Clan, 4-5-8 herself in fact. They ain't Mafia. They are a French Gypsy clan from Quebec. And in-laws of the Atwater Clan through the Hall Clan.
Once we found that out, well, next time Dan showed up at my door... I asked him if he knew who I was. "Wendy Allan, autistic retard." was his answer. "I'm Empress EelKat, Queen of The Royal Highland Atwater Clan of Scotland". He didn't know that. He practically had a heart attack when he realized that the "Mafia clan" that he was pretending to be a part of, I was the actual leader of.
He never bothered me again.
He went to prison for court paperwork fraud and impersonating a government official and then a year later his entire family died in a murder/suicide, his nephew shot everyone in the house than hung himself.
He convinced everyone in the town he was Mafia and when he came face to face with the family he was pretended to be, he turned tail and run and we put him prison for fraud.
Because my last name is Allen, not Atwater, a lot of people don't immediately connect me with the clan, let alone being it's leader, that was the case with Dan.
But again, we are not Mafia. He was pretending to be part of our clan, and he was doing so by calling himself and us Mafia. But that doesn't make us Mafia. He was a scam artists. He wasn't part of our clan and wasn't Mafia either. He was Greek, so he "looked" and "sounded" like the movie-style Italian mobster, and he dressed up like one, and Americans have this stupid mass-phobia of Mafia, that's why they think they see Mafia everywhere when there is Mafia no where.
But because Americans have this mass fear of the word Mafia, it's easy for scam artists like Dan to pretend to be Mafia and go door to door scaring people into handing over their cars and boats and electronics and jewellery. And in the Greater Boston area, that's a big scam. Any deep voiced, dark haired, olive skinned criminal who who can fake a Boston Italian accent, can put on a dark suit lease a big black Lincoln or Cadillac and drive around various small towns threatening people into handing over property, by claiming to be Mafia and threatening their family.
It's one of the most common scams in this area. 99.99% of the time is someone like that is knocking at your door, they ain't ACTUAL Mafia and all you have to do is slam the door in their face and call 911. Police know this scam is out there and they are constantly arresting these fako-Mafia scammers.
We are just outside of Boston here. We are only 20 minutes from the boarder, and Boston is under a 2 hour drive. People pretending to be Mafia is one of if not THE biggest scam in Southern Maine.
And THAT is why I roll my eyes every time I hear some idiot calling themselves or someone else "Mafia". The word gets tossed around here, because, well, yeah, the ACTUAL Mafia DOES in fact live here in this area, but, they keep to themselves, they ain't like what the movies tell you they are... and THAT is the biggest red flag of all.
How is it, that Dan bullied this town for so many years and not one damned person ever stood up to him?
Did none of you ever stop to think the court papers he handing you might be fraudulent?
You never stopped to think, those papers might be forgeries?
Do none of you know basic American laws?
The government can't walk into your house and order you to give them all your TV, radios, jewellery, cars, boats, and threaten to drive a back hoe over your house if you don't hand you belongings over to them.
American government doesn't run like that.
Don't you know that.
There's a thing called Due Process and goes like this:
* By law, code enforcement has to issue you a warning first, AND they must cite the law you broke, the code you violated, and give you 90 to correct the problem.
* If you don't correct the problem, you are issued a fine, which is only going to be $100 or so... NOT the $30,000 per day fine that Dan was charging you all on official Old Orchard Beach Town Hall letter head that he stole!
* If after a 2nd set of 90 days you did not pay the fine, they can double the fine, now $200, instead of $100, ONE TIME FEE, not $600,000 per day, like Dan charged you
* If after a 3rd set of 90 days goes by, the fine is tripled
* If a 4th set of 90 days goes by, the county sheriff issues a warrant; now you must appear in court and 9 months has passed
#THE TOWN CAN NOT LEGALLY DRIVE A BACK HOW OVER YOUR HOUSE 3 DAYS AFTER DEMANDING YOU HAND OVER YOUR CAR TO THEM!
#WHAT THE FUCK!
#WHY DID NO ONE IN THIS TOWN KNOW THAT?
Here's some facts, that you might have missed, and you CAN act on to get your belonging back:
* **EVERY code violation document issued by Dan in Old Orchard Beach was a forgery! ALL OF THEM! RIGHT FROM DAY 1!**
* **EVERY home foreclosure document issued by Dan in Old Orchard Beach was a forgery! ALL OF THEM! RIGHT FROM DAY 1!**
* **EVERY car repossession document issued by Dan in Old Orchard Beach was a forgery! ALL OF THEM! RIGHT FROM DAY 1!**
* **EVERY building permit document issued by Dan in Old Orchard Beach was a forgery! ALL OF THEM! RIGHT FROM DAY 1!**
* **EVERY house demolition document issued by Dan in Old Orchard Beach was a forgery! ALL OF THEM! RIGHT FROM DAY 1! Including EVERY house torn down on Walnut Street, in Acorn Village, and on Portland Ave.**
* **EVERY deed restriction overturning document issued by Dan in Old Orchard Beach was a forgery! ALL OF THEM! RIGHT FROM DAY 1! INCLUDING every house illegally built on Portland Ave's deed restricted Native American burial grounds at 139 Portland Ave and Red Oak Drive. Your houses are sitting on top of hundreds of Gypsy graves - my family is buried, every generation since 1530. That land was protected by federal law, you CAN NOT build houses on an Kickapoo burial ground, that's why it was deed restricted, and the ghosts of my ancestors are going to haunt you all.**
Did you all forget we so-called "Scottish" Gypsies are Native Americans? The Kickapoo tribe, whom have guarded the apple orchard of The Old Orchard Beach for more than 2,000 years? This town was burial grounds, remember? MOST of the forest, was deed restricted that THAT very reason. You can't walk more than a few feet in any part of any forest on Portland Ave without stepping on Native American burial grounds.
From my driveway you can see well over a hundred grave markers. Those small granite and slate stones... those are grave markers of Civil War soldiers who were Native Americans. Those few are the last ones to have stones still standing, so common error of White Men is to think those stones are the ONLY graves. No. The burial ground span ALL the land that was owned by Whitham. His family owned the land for nearly 200 years and they NEVER built on it for that reason. And whoever bought the deed from him KNOWS that because it's written right on the deed, that the land deed restricted for being the sacred burial grounds of the Kickapoo Indian Tribe.
White Men marooned Persian Mountain Jews whom they enslaved out of Scotland, marooned us on this land in 1530, and they married into the Kickapoo tribe that lived here. And they never moved. We still live here to this day.
I am what the Americans would call the tribe Medicine Woman... the exact same job they also call "Gypsy witch" or "Gypsy Fortune Teller". I am the class Spiritual Leader, I speak to the spirits, both the those who are dead and creatures from beyond our dimension. It is WHY I am the one who lives here. Protecting the graves is my job. It is what I was trained to do by the clan elders since I was 3 years old.
You spent so much time spreading rumors, gossip, and lies about me, calling me a Mafia Matriarch, a Mob Leader, that you forgot what I ACTUAL am.
We are NOT Mafia.
We are Gypsies.
I am not a mob leader.
I am EelKat, Etiole's Friend, The Faerie Sighted Gypsy Queen.
In your fear of Dan and Mafia rumors, you forgot who I really was and why I live where I do.
You've forgotten the old ways and the old ones, and it's literally going to comeback to haunt you... because in your obsession with Mafia, you forgot about the Ghul who lives in these woods and guards the Kickapoo graves.
Building a house on ANY graves is going to piss off the spirit, but building a house on the graves that have Ghul protecting them, is never wise. This land has a Ghul protecting it. It is a Djinn brought here from Persia hundreds of years ago. The Magi took it with them out of Persia 5,000 years ago. It went with them to Egypt, to Mongolia, to Scotland, and came to rest here when White Men left them here to die. They married into the Kickapoo tribe and survived, and the family Djinn, the Ghul, they brought with them from Persia, they let it lose in these swamps, so it could guard the family graves. I am the spirit medium who protects the Ghul, the Djinn, who guards the graves of every Gypsy and every Native American buried on this land.
Dan knew what was written on the deed. He new WHY the 3,000 acres across from 146 Portland Ave sat undeveloped and empty. But Dan did not care, and he forged illegal new deeds to overwrite the deed restrictions that protected the Native American burial grounds of Old Orchard Beach.
No one who lives in those houses will ever know peace.
They will be haunted and tormented, not only by the ghosts of the dead, but also by the Ghul, the Persian Djinn who guards their graves.
Had Dan done his research on the ACTUAL "Scottish Mafia" instead of getting his information from GodFather movies, he would have known about the Djinn and the dangers of building houses on Native American burial grounds. But Dan was too busy catering to American fears of phoney movie gangsters, and not paying attention to the REAL people he was pretending to be, their REAL culture, their REAL lifestyle, their REAL religion, and he'd have known there are far worse things then Etiole in these woods, there's the red eyed black creature so many children of this town have told their parents about. The Djinn, the Ghul, that guards the graves. The Phooka as it was called in Scotland. A Bogart they call them in England. They known as Kelpies in Wales. A shapeshifting creature that takes many forms, black dogs, black serpents, black horses, all with talons and fangs, it hides under beds and in closets, it walks through walls. It lives in graveyards and feeds on fear. If you don't fear it, it won't hurt you. But it sees into your soul, and knows your greatest fear and if you disturb it, put a house on it's home, the graves it guards, it will possess your home, your mind, your soul, Djinns are dangerous creatures, they will drive you mad with fear, until they drive you to murder suicide.
Do you remember the Cascade Murders. A little boy, chopped his mother, his father, his sister, his grandmother, and their dog, than set fire to the house.
Did you know, if you are in my land and you enter Etiole's swamp and you go all the way through the woods, that you come out on the Cascade Road, at exactly that house where that murder took place May 2010?
Did you know that Old Orchard Beach has had more murder/suicides, a person kills their entire family, then themselves, than any other town in the entire planet?
That's what a pissed off Ghul does.
You simply can NOT build a house on a grave. The Ghul WILL haunt you - the developers, the builders, the construction workers, and the family who lives in that house, until it drives them to suicide.
For this is the nature of Ghuls, and is WHY they are known as "The Suicide Demon".
I can sit in my yard, and from there I can see at least 30 houses, still not completely built, and as many more behind them. All sitting on top of Kickapoo and Gypsy and Jewish graves.
Dan overturned the deed restriction on that land, and what was it that happened to his family again, 3 years later? His nephew shot the entire family, than hung himself.
And what happened to the 4 police officers whom took orders from Dan? They moved from Old Orchard Beach to Wells and Sanford, and than shot their entire families, then shot themselves. All 4 of them did that, one year apart from each other.
That's what a pissed off Ghul does, when you put houses on the graves it protected.
You people call Etiole a Demon. He is not. But the Ghul is. It's an ancient Demon that was unleashed 5,000 years ago, and remains dormant and peaceful, if you provide it with a peaceful graveyard to live in. You've disturbed sacred ground, not just graves, but the home of Ghul. Heaven help you all.
Not even Etiole can save you from a Djinn.
* **EVERY deed restriction overturning document issued by Dan in Old Orchard Beach was a forgery! ALL OF THEM! RIGHT FROM DAY 1! INCLUDING every house on both sides of the Ross Road, in what used to be Reclaim Blueberry Plains. Dan was helping crime lords cover up the bones of murder victims. June 19, 2016, the saw up bones of 31 children where found in Reclaim Blueberry Plains, and an made fast work of illegally forging illegal building permits to prevent any more of the 140 other still yet unfound murdered children's graves.**
* **EVERY DOCUMENT issued by Dan in Old Orchard Beach – EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM was a forgery! ALL OF THEM! RIGHT FROM DAY 1!**
I fought Dan. I handed his forged documents to the State Police and the FBI. Dan's gone now. Less than 3 months after he tried to scam me, he was arrested.
And any one of you could have done exactly what I did.
Why didn't you?
Why did you allow him to terrorize hundreds of families in our town, for over a decade?
Why did not one of you ever question the legality of his threats?
How did this go on for so long?
How were so many of you able to be scammed out of your homes, your cars, your land?
Why did none of you know even the most basic of American laws?
Why did none of you know your basis human rights?
I'm a crippled woman, my spine shattered by the golf clubs of Dan's bullies, and even still, I've got more backbone than all 3,000 residents of this town combined, because I'm the only one who had the balls to stand up to Dan.
Why did you all let walk all over you and push you around for so long.
He's just one man.
Are you telling me that 3,000 strong healthy people couldn't stand up to ONE single, solitary bully?
What is wrong with this town.
Grow some fucking balls.
You let him Dan pus you around, because every other word out of his mouth was Mafia this and Mafia that.
He wasn't fucking Mafia.
He just used that word because he knew if he did, every one would be too scared to stop him and he was right.
120 homes had a back ho driven over them, and not one of you stood up to him.
#DIDN'T YOU KNOW THAT ONLY THE LAND OWNER CAN FILE FOR DEMOLITION PERMIT!
#THE LAND OWNER HAD TO SIGN THAT PERMIT!
A back hoe drove over my house, and I called the police, and 2 men showed up with the police, Dan and 2015 Mark... and they showed the police the demolition permit and Mark said: "See? I got it legally. It has Dan's signature on it."
Yes it did. But I'm the land owner, and it didn't have MY signature on it. And the owner of a construction company CAN NOT LEGALLY request a demolition permit WITHOUT the owner's WRITTEN PERMISSION.
Also... WHY... when I called the police... WHY did the police go pick up Mark and Dan and bring them with him? Does that not seem like an odd thing for to police to do? I had never heard of Dan before that day, it was my first time encountering either 2015 Mark or Dan. I'd never seen or heard of either of them before.
They also had a $600 check paying for the demolition of my house. My Uncle Joey. His signature was on it. He lives in Australia. Again, he's NOT the landowner.
At the time back hoe drove over my house, I had no idea that a week earlier it had driven over 40 other houses on near by Walnut street or that it had been demolishing half the town, ALL with these illegal forged demolition permits issued by Dan.
I found out when, a few days later a little red hatchback drove up into my yard and 2 women got out and asked me "Did you tear down your house, or did someone do it while you were not home? Both our houses got run over while we were gone to work and we wondered if yours had been too?"
A week later and elderly man, walking his dog, stopped and asked a similar question and said, it had happened to him to, and he knew of 64 others it had happened to the year before.
About a week after that, I was getting gas at the 7-11 and a man was sitting in the empty lot across the street, he came over and said: "Your the one with that little yellow house aren't you. Did they do it to you too. See that empty lot? There was a motel there last week. 36 units. It was my only income. They came in and crushed it. I don't know why. I've lost everything. I don't know what to do. I called the police, but officer W.W. came and started talking about the Mafia. And he had Dan with him. I don't know what to do. I'm homeless now. My tenets, they had pets. Cats. Dogs. Birds. They're all dead. They were inside the units. Look at this letter. I got it from Dan last night. I've been sitting here in all night trying to figure out what to do. They'll kill my family. Look at this letter. I called the police. Now Dan's pissed. They'll kill my family. It's the Mafia you know."
I read the letter Dan gave him. It was written on official Town Hall letterhead and said that the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall was charging him $30,000 a day, because he was sitting in his car in the empty lot where his motel had been. It said the town had seized the land because he, the owner was GAY and gay men could not own businesses in Old Orchard Beach. It said the town was going to put-up a family friendly no-gays allowed hotel where 2 days ago, his 36 unit motel had stood.
I met this man 2 days after FBI agent Andy Drewer arrived in town, so I gave him the FBI contact info and I told him, Dan was not a legal Maine code enforcement officer. The notary stamp he was using was fake, the Town Hall letterhead was stolen. The documents illegal forgeries. He was impersonating a government official and the entire Town Hall and Police Department were being investigated because of it.
Dan was helping someone else, I don't know who, the FBI did not say, steal expensive beach front properties in Old Orchard Beach, they tried to take my land, but I know the law, and I immediately recognized that the papers Dan had handed me were forgeries. I studied law, I wanted to be a lawyer at one point. I know most of Maine's laws inside out.
Dan and his partner police officer Will are responsible for more than 7,000 ILLEGAL seizures of homes, cars, boats, RVs, cats, dogs, horses, hotels, motels, and more in Old Orchard Beach.
Think about that... 7,000 ILLEGAL seizures of homes, cars, boats, RVs, cats, dogs, horses, hotels, motels, and more in less than 10 years, in a town with only 3,000 residents.
How does something like that happen?
The big mistake that Dan made, the REASON I took a closer look at the documents he handed me... he was claiming to be The Scottish Mafia, and well, he didn't realize, I'm the one is their leader and Dan is NOT a member of my family.
Dan and 2015 Mark and Police officer W.W, all made that claim, and yet, not of them is related to me.
If you want to pretend to be Mafia, you might want to research WHO the ACTUAL Mafia people are and AVOID trying to scam them with your Mafia scam, because, well, we don't like you pretending to be us and we won't allow you to pretend to be us and oh look, Dan isn't terrorizing Old Orchard Beach any more is he?
The thing is, ANY ONE of the people he scammed could have done what I did.
Dan, used the word Mafia as a tool. He used it because the word strike fear in the hearts of almost every American. He never expected to encounter ACTUAL Mafia. Finding out who I was, shook Dan to his core.
He came to my land for weeks, trying to bully me, and I just smiles and nodded and every time he was there I asked him the same question: "Do you know who I am?"
"Wendy Christine Allen"
I smiled and nodded. "I see. So you don't know who I am. Funny."
He'd hand me more papers, more forged documents, than leave. Than I'd head to the copy shop, make photo copies of his newest set of paper, than drive to 100 Middle Street, Portland, Maine, go through lots of security gates, until I reached FBI agent Andy Drewer's office and handed him the latest round of illegal documents from Dan.
This went on for about 6 months.
Than September 10, 2015 arrived and with it my Uncle Brucie, first time I'd seem him in nearly 15 years, and school bus full of copper pipes freshly sawed off the hotels on the beach. He tried to dump it on my land. I caught him doing it and chased him out.
September 11, 2015, I went to Wal-Mart, bought a queen size bed sheet, painted the words "FUCK YOU!" on it, ad added it to my every growing many hundreds of signs that grace my land.
September 12, 2015... I'm driving home from work, and there are several HUNDREDS people lined up and down the road, and the police have put up a barricade at the Ross Road and Portland Ave crossroad and are trying keep crowd control as the strangest group of people I've ever seen were being pushed back by police.
A large crowd of men, many wearing pink tutus and fairy wings, and carrying signs, all of them, on bicycles... about 200 of them... where not being allowed to enter Portland Ave.
The police recognized my car and waved me through, knowing I lived only 6 houses down.
I get to my driveway and there is 2015 Mark, screaming at the top of his lungs "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach, remember Saco Shaw's! it's kill or be killed! They gay apocalypse is here! Kill the gays before they kill us all!"
Beside him was Dan in his white Jeep and beside them was the blond woman and the red haired woman, both shrieking anti-gay "god hates fags" quotes.
Police were everywhere, all around my yard, with a wall of police officers arm linked across my driveway to keep the crowds of gay haters off my land.
They let me drive into my driveway through the crowd of screaming mime hate mongers.
Dan marched up with more forged papers.
2015 Mark shrieked that the police had no right to protect me from him because he had paid them $6million to obey his orders and keep his name out of the news, while waving a rifle in one hand and a Bible in the other.
Uncle Bruce's blue van was sitting beside them, but Bruce himself was no where to be seen.
Dan explained to the police that the Fuck You sign was there for him.
I explained to the police that my Uncle had arrived back in Maine from Utah last night and Fuck You sign was there for him because "The ___ ___ Hotel" had hired him to saw copper pipes off the other hotels and he tried to stash the sawed up pipes on my land last night, thus why I put up the Fuck You sign.
Dan continued to babble about the sign being for him and I once again asked Dan if he REALLY knew who I was.
"Wendy Allen, autistic retard." He said.
I pointed to the blue van. "Do you know who owns that van?"
"The Mafia!"
"That's my uncle Mervin, we call him Bruce. I disowned him in 1997. He's not a part of our family any more. I've disowned, cast out, and ordered the shunning of EVERY family member who supports him."
"He... you... you... but... he's... the Mafia... he... you..."
"Yes he is and I through him out of our family years ago. I'm Empress EelKat, Queen of The Royal Highland Atwater Clan of Scotland. The group American's like to call The Scottish Mafia. You're NOT part of my family. I don't take kindly to people like you impersonating my family or giving my family a bad name. I've worked very hard to remove every last criminal from our family and restore our family name. I kept asking you if you knew who I was, because I didn't think you did. You can't pretend to be one of us any more. We're on to your scam and all these police officers that YOU brought here are my witnesses. You ain't Mafia and you know it, because you ain't part of my family. And I'll not let you drag my family name through the mud. You barked up the wrong tree when you tried to scam me. Should have done your research, found out who I was. Doesn't do well to scam the people you are impersonating now does it? We know you ain't us and we been laughing at you making fool of yourself for a while now. We was wondering how long you'd continue to try to pull your Mafia scam on the Mafia before you realized who we were."
"But... but... you... he..."
"We don't look like what the movies say we do, do we? Ain't none of us got olive skin or wear dark suits or speak Boston beans. Maybe before you tried to impersonate us you should have done actual research about us REAL people and not just watched phony ass movies that don't represent who we really are at all. Only 1 movie accurately portrays us, and that's the one that was filmed on our farm: Thinner. You do know I'm the REAL Thinner witch, don't you? And I'm going to a curse on every one of you. Every single last one of you, who has hurt my family. In fact I already did. And guess what, you might to look at your feet and see what you're standing on."
Points to Ezzulli Danta Veve drawn in my driveway dirt and traced over with salt and graveyard dirt.
"That's gopher dust. I hot footed my farm after you nailed the heads of my children to my door. Every one who steps on that, they track the curse back into their cars, their workplaces, their schools, their homes... they spread the curse to their loved ones. That's graveyard dirt from Grammy Helen's grave. I know where you hid the bodies in the GooseFare Brooke Ravine. This is the dirt from the ravine. I found their bones. This dirt feel from their bones. It sticks to your shoes for days, you track in and out of your loved one's homes for weeks. The ghost of the dead children are set free from the ravine, they attach themselves to your shoes, like lamprey they attach to your soul. Suckered to your skull they now shall remain. They now possess you. Every one you love, who has come into contact with you since you trespassed on my land, will die with in 7 years. This is Etiole's promise. Every one here this day, who has stepped on this, you ALL carry the 7 year curse with you now. EVERYONE who sets foot on my farm from this day forth, will absorb the 7 year curse. Did you not see the mirrors. Hundreds of mirrors hanging in all of my trees? The Mafia is NOT what the movies told you it was. Not even close. We are what most people call witches, not gangsters. Quite a big difference. The movies lied to you."
The thing with Dan, is he did what every one does. He believed fictional movies as actual fact. And he didn't do his research.
And Dan not only pretended to be something he's not, but he pretended to be part of my family, and in doing so spread some very bad rumours about my family.
The "groups" that Americans call Mafia, are nothing more than non-American families, who stay together with 4, 5, or more generations living together.
Notice how it's ALWAYS cultures with big close knit family units that get called "Mafia"? Scottish. Irish. Chinese... 3 cultures with big family units, and Americans can't say Scottish, Irish, or Chinese. No. Americans say Scottish Mafia, Irish Mafia, Chinese Mafia. Why? Because Americans have an extreme fear for and hatred of the family unit. Their entire culture is anti-family. And Americans by nature are paranoid and prone to conspiracies. Americans also feel a desperate need to vilify and sensationalize everything. So they tack the word "Mafia" onto everything and anything they don't understand.
Americans have been calling my family The Scottish Mafia for over a hundred years now. And no amount of telling them we are NOT Mafia will do any good. We've tried and tried and tried but they persist in calling us The Scottish Mafia no matter how many times we tell them we are Gypsies.
Americans do the same thing to the Irish Travellers. Americans see Irish Travellers with their huge families and fear and paranoia sets in, and boom, Americans are making up rumours about the Irish Travellers calling them the Irish Mafia.
China Town, a district in Boston, is a mass group of several hundred large Chinese families all living together and what happens to them? Americans see a bunch of non-white families and boom, dub them the Chinese Mafia.
It's stupid. But it's what the Americans do.
And Americans are so damned stupid about it, refusing to believe the reality, and instead running around spreading rumours about us, that the next thing you know, you have American scam artists like Dan rising us, pretending to be Mafia, dressing up like they just walked out of The Godfather movie, then then running around town terrorizing people, threatening to sic US, me and my family, on them, and giving us a bad name for something we wasn't even involved in.
And all of this could have been avoided if people would stop calling everything they don't understand "Mafia" and instead, tried to get to know other cultures.
You people let Dan terrorize you for years because you were too quick to believe everything you saw in movies and too lazy to research the actual facts about actual cultures.
You let fear and hate control you and in the end that allowed a scam artist to nearly take over this entire town.
And if he had tried to scam me, you'd all still be being scammed by him right now.
I stood up to him. I wouldn't let him scam me. And any one of you could have done the exact same thing.
Dan scammed 3,000 people.
One man, terrorized an entire town.
And a half blind, crippled woman, single handily took him down, when 3,000 full grown healthy men were too scared to even try.
And all because you believed the idiotic rumour that my family is The Scottish Mafia, instead of believing the reality, that we are Gypsies.
If Dan had done his research, and NOT tried to scam the "Mafia" family that he was pretending to be a part of, you people would still be at his mercy right now. He's only gone because I stood up to him. I only found out he was scamming the rest of you, after he tried to scam me.
If there is one I do not like is is people spreading lies and rumours about me, and shit heads have been doing a lot of that. You were doing it BEFORE Dan moved into our town. That's WHY he got the idea to scam you all to begin with, because you were already spreading your fear based hate mongering Mafia rumours about me and my family long before he arrived, that's why he knew he could get away with claiming to be part of my family and shake you all down... his only mistake was not taking the time to find out WHICH family you people were talking about.
You people all ought to be ashamed of yourselves.
You only have yourselves to blame for Dan and people like him, scamming you.
There ain't no Mafia, and if you people had known that, Dan never could have scammed you.
If you see someone and they look, talk, and act like they just walked out of some gangster movie – they ain't Mafia. The REAL "Mafia" isn't like that, and guess what... they also don't call themselves Mafia, so if someone walks up to you and says "I'm Mafia" you know right than and there that they are NOT Mafia, because not real and actual "Mafia" uses that word.
Mafia is a word created by Hollywood. It doesn't exist in the real world. That's what makes it so stupid when you see people bragging "I'm Mafia" or saying "I dated a Mafia girl" or saying "I have friends in the Mafia"... I guarantee you aren't, didn't, and don't.
Yes there WAS – in the 1880s to 1940s – a group of Italian gangsters in the Boston area, and they were dubbed by law enforcement as "The Boston Mafia", they were largely a drug dealing, gun manufacturing, money laundering "underground" that run a few hundred sandwich shops in the Boston area. And they don't look, talk, or act any different from the average Joe on the street. They blend in, and if you didn't know their family name, you'd never suspect them at all.
The gangsters of their family, disappeared when the Prohibition did. Their family is still here, mostly grandchildren of the "mobsters" and most of them good upstanding citizens with no connection to their grandparent's 1920s gang lifestyle at all.
They have a shop in Portland, Saco, Biddeford, Scarborough... I bet you eat there almost every day and never suspected a thing. I eat at 4 of those shops all the time. They make damned good sandwiches. They the "REAL ITALIANS"... says so right on all their sandwich shop signs. Rather BIG franchise, somewhat like McDonald's but found only in Maine and Boston. THEY are the ACTUAL "Mafia" but they don't call themselves that, it's just what the police call them to identify their group, that's all, and they've not been involved in crimes or gang life since the 1960s. That was a thing their family did back in the 1880s to 1940s and most of their currently living family aren't involved in criminal activities at all any more, haven't been for decades.
What Americans think of as "Boston Mafia" was a group of Canadian moonshiners who worked for Honey Fitz in the 1880s to 1940s, driving moonshine down from Quebec and Nova Scotia to Boston and the entire group ceased to exist when Honey Fitz died. He was the so-called "GodFather" as Americans put it, and without him the whole group disbanded. Honey Fitz died in 1950 and the "Boston Mafia" died with him. It doesn't exist any more.
And when you know THAT, that's when you realize how stupidly silly these fake ass Mafia-wannabe scammers really are, because the REAL and ACTUAL Mafia, hasn't existed in decades. The men who did that were in their 90s back in the 1950s. They'll all dead. They have been for almost 50 years. Their children and grandchildren alive today, didn't follow in gang life footsteps and the REAL and ACTUAL Mafia of Boston, no longer exists.
But idiots get hung-up on watching action movies and can't tell the difference between reality and fiction, so they get stupid stereotypes stuck in their heads and think every suit wearing dark haired business man in Boston MUST be Mafia because that's what Hollywood movie directors who never set foot in Boston told them the Mafia looked like.
Any one you meet who claims to be "Boston Mafia" is pulling your leg. Honey Fitz died 71 years ago! And JFK didn't live long enough to keep the "family business" going. The Boston Mafia has been gone for almost 50 years.
Sure, there are small groups who pop up every now and again, claiming to be "Boston Mafia", but they ain't. They just call themselves that to strike fear and dread into people. But anyone can SAY they are Boston Mafia, but that doesn't make them part of Honey Fitz's crew and if they work for Honey Fitz, newsflash: they ain't Boston Mafia, because, working for Honey Fitz or being born into the Kennedy family is the REQUIREMENT to be ACTUAL Boston Mafia.
You want to call yourself Boston Mafia... okay... than I want to see your DNA, prove to me you are blood relation of Pres. JFK. I bet you aren't.
Those of us born and raised here, we know the difference between the phoney ass shit on TV and movies and actual REAL life here in the Boston area.
The problem is, people from outside move into the area, and they got Hollywood Boston Mobs stuck in their heads and so they are on edge looking for that stereotype and scam artists know how easy it is to scam the paranoid outsiders from the lower 48.
Thus up here in Maine just outside of Boston, scam artists – WHO ARE NOT MAFIA – dress up like movie gangsters, and shake down Americans and tourists who come up here from the lower 48 and the Americans are too stupid to use their brains and realize they are being scammed. They WANT to see movie style Mafia when they come up here, they EXPECT to see movie style Mafia when they come up here, they LOOK to find movie style Mafia when they come up here and scam artists are a dime a dozen and are more then willing to play act as Mafia Mobsters to give tourists what they expect to see.
If you are in the Greater Boston area and someone looks, acts, and talks like movie gangsters and calls themselves Mafia, you can be 100% sure they most definitely are NOT Mafia.
Not that's not to say there are no gangs or crime families. Yes, there are several of those. But the so-called Mafia is largely fiction created by movies, and if you had born and raised in this area where the ACTUAL "Boston Mafia" lives, you'd know that, you'd also probably know most of them, and know how utterly stupid the stereotype is because you'd know real people themselves first hand and would know they are nothing like what movies claim they are.
I'm sorry to disappoint you but, the movie-style Mafia simply does not exist.
Dan and his partner police officer Will are responsible for more than 7,000 ILLEGAL seizures of homes, cars, boats, RVs, cats, dogs, horses, hotels, motels, and more in Old Orchard Beach.
Think about that... 7,000 ILLEGAL seizures of homes, cars, boats, RVs, cats, dogs, horses, hotels, motels, and more in less than 10 years, in a town with only 3,000 residents.
How does something like that happen?
I don't believe there is an real, actual Mafia connection. But I do believe that Officer W.W. believes there is, otherwise I don't think he would have said there was.
I don't believe there is an real, actual secret person whose identity would cause international scandal and world war. But I do believe that Officer W.W. believes there is, otherwise I don't think he would have said this.
Officer W.W. is a police officer who is very clearly scared out of his mind and terrified that this "Mark and Dan" he speaks of are going to murder his family and causing him to commit crimes out of fear.
This is wrong.
Police should uphold the law, arrest criminals, and protect citizens, NOT be forced to commit crimes because criminals seek to run the town by holding police officer families hostage.
What is happening in Old Orchard Beach is wrong and NEEDS to be stopped.
If the police are too scared to stand up to these criminals, than the citizens are left with no choice but to stand up to the criminals themselves.
This shouldn't happen.
The police should not be terrified to do their jobs.
#And has it ever occurred to you, that not one of you, not one single, solitary person in this town, ever made any effort to be my friend?
You were all so busy building rumors, telling gossip, and spreading lies about me, that not one of you ever took the time to get to know me.
I have never had one single friend, not once in my entire life and that is only because every person in this town choice to fear me, hate me, tell lies about me, you all agreed that I was unworthy of being treated with any shred of human dignity, and it was your very own rumors, you very own gossip, your very lies about me, that nearly destroyed this town, because a scam artist took your lies about me and turned them back on you and used them against you...
and if it hadn't been for me, Dan would still be scamming you today. There's a bit of irony for you.
You who have never been my friend.
You who never showed me any kindness.
You who have attacked, brutalized, vandalized, stolen, killed, and destroyed everything I own, every one I love.
You needed me to save you.
And yet, had I needed you, not one of you would have lifted a finger to help.
I could have turned my back on you and left you to your fate, just as you all turned your back on me, time and time again, but you see, unlike the rest of you, I actually care about this town and it's people, I care about my neighbours and their well being.
It was why I guarded and protected Etiole. Do you not remember, the economy boom our town had? More tourists and more income than another town in New England. Businesses flourished. All that came to an end 2010.
Look around you. Do you not see another town, now rising, the tourist boom, an increase of businesses, do you see it? That town grows as fast as Old Orchard falls, as fast as Old Orchard grew before 2010.
Do you know why?
The car is not gone, only moved. You did not destroy it. You baddly damaged it. But it still exists. And the town which welcomes it, is blessed as Old Orchard Beach once was.
You call Etiole a demon, you fear him, you tried to kill him and now he punishes you.
But while he was welcomed, our town flourished. He blessed you all.
I am not the one you need to fear, nor is Etiole.
Look among you. Look to yourselves. Their a wolf among you sheep. It walks among you, spreading rumors and lies about me, about my family, about my land, about my motorhome, about my pets, and about Etiole. Look for that person. You want someone to blame for the death of our town? Look to wolf among you who incites you to fear.
I gave Etiole a place to sleep. A place to go outside of the cold. I gave him food. I gave him shelter. And rewarded not only me, but this entire town. Then a wolf arrived in our town, and incited you to hatred and fear, pointing the finger at me, for protecting Etiole, for feeding him, for giving him a home, and you in you crazed herd mentality arrived on my farm and destroyed the car in which Etiole lived, you chanted and screamed that you had to kill the car to kill the demon.
Etiole is no demon. He never hurt any of you.
You are greatly deceived, by the wolf who walks among you.
You all know me.
I've lived here since 1975.
I keep to myself.
I've never bothered any of you.
I've never hurt any of you.
And neither has Etiole.
Yet you listened to hate mongers who moved into our town and brought with them fear and conspiracies.
Why?
Why do you hurt us? We who have never hurt you?
Why do attack us? We who never attacked you?
Look around you.
You can see why.
An great evil walks among you. But it's not me. It's not Etiole. It's not any demon. It's a man.
I'm not the only one who was attacked.
Let's play Count Von Count and count to condominiums.
The wolf, he doesn't believe in the conspiracies he spreads, in the fears he fills you with, but he knows you do. He knows you all believe in ghosts and demons, and so he spun lies about one family after another, to incite you to fear, to incite you to attack your own neighbours, so he could take the very valuable beach front land and put condominiums on it.
Now you all complain, boo-hoo, boo-hoo, you don't like all the outsiders coming in. But you've no one to blame but yourselves. The old long timers would still be there, had you not called them witches, Satan worshipers, demons, and attacked them.
The wolf incited your fears, drove you to attack your neighbours, drive them out, and the wolf stood back laughing behind your backs, gobbling up the land, you so unwittingly helped him to get.
You all bitch and moan about the condominiums, but you helped put them there. You chased out your quiet peaceful neighbours.
Me?
I would prefer the quiet town we once had, the farms, the forest. But I don't hate people like you all do, so I can live with our new neighbours, who live on top of one another like ants. Our town has changed. As towns do.
And I see new people as an opportunity to perhaps at last have a friend. Perhaps the new people are less judgmental, less hateful, more kind than the rest of you.
But if you really didn't want the condominiums, than why ever did you let a developer incite you to attack your neighbours and chase them out calling them witches and demons? Sooner or later, he'll convince others to chase out YOU, to call YOU witches, to call YOU demons. Did you not think of that? Did you really believe the wolf a Christian/ By their fruits ye shall no them. Did Jesus throw the first stone? He did not. Jesus said to love your neighbours. He said NOT to cast stones. When a wolf carrying a Bible, tells you to attack your neighbours, you know that wold was NOT sent by Christ.
How foolish you all were to believe he who waved the Bible highest over his head.
Many come in Jesus name, but few, actually know him and truly speak his word. By their actions, yea shall know them.
And has it ever occurred to you, that not one of you, not one single, solitary person in this town, ever made any effort to be my friend?
You were all so busy building rumors, telling gossip, and spreading lies about me, that not one of you ever took the time to get to know me.
I have never had one single friend, not once in my entire life and that is only because every person in this town choice to fear me, hate me, tell lies about me, you all agreed that I was unworthy of being treated with any shred of human dignity, and it was your very own rumors, you very own gossip, your very lies about me, that nearly destroyed this town, because a scam artist took your lies about me and turned them back on you and used them against you...
and if it hadn't been for me, Dan would still be scamming you today. There's a bit of irony for you.
You who have never been my friend.
You who never showed me any kindness.
You who have attacked, brutalized, vandalized, stolen, killed, and destroyed everything I own, every one I love.
You needed me to save you.
And yet, had I needed you, not one of you would have lifted a finger to help.
I could have turned my back on you and left you to your fate, just as you all turned your back on me, time and time again, but you see, unlike the rest of you, I actually care about this town and it's people, I care about my neighbours and their well being.
I'm not the one destroying this town. Open your eyes. Stop being blind. Look for the truth and yea shall find it.
I won't always be here to protect you. Sooner or later, the people of Old Orchard Beach will have to learn to stand up for themselves and stop relying on me to do it for them.
Close-up on The Dazzling Razzberry II's 2.5million marbles and beads The Dazzling Razzberry, April 7, 2021 |
Close Up The Dazzling Razzberry Hood - before and after the February 2019 vandalism done by fans of the PsychoBitch 4Chan QAnon Streamer & her simps who did $30,000 in damages to it: |
The Dazzling Razzberry 2 aka The Autism Awareness Car, as it looked from May 2012 until it's destruction February 2019 The Dazzling Razzberry, April 7, 2021 |
The Dazzling Razzberry is back... now all black primer... Repaired, wielded back together, running, licensed, registered, and back on the road again... now primed and ready to be restored.
This car was obliterated by a PsychoBitch 4Chan QAnon Twitch streamer and 5 of her simps armed with baseball bats, in February 2019. They did $30,000 in damages, leaving it chop-shopped to pieces, smashed apart, and all of it's 2.5million beads and marbles scraped off.
This car was my daily driver and daily car vlog streams stopped February 2019 because the car was reduced to so many chopped up pieces, that it took up nearly 3 years to wield the pieces back together, and make the car drivable again.
Because it cost $12,000 for the 2.5million marbles that was glued to it, and took me 4 years to hand glue them on one marble at a time, and most of those 2.5million marbles were reduced to shattered powdered glass dust by the vandals, The Dazzling Razzberry will not be returning to it's former shimmering glory.
If you know the Twighlight Manor series and you know Etiole's brother Razzbury that the car was inspired after... know this... we are going Sea Wolf for the rise of The Dazzling Razzberry 3.
Out with the Green Moray Eels and in with the Piranhas
I'm an author. This is an author home page. It's about me, my life, my books, my hobbies, my home town, and anything else that applies to me and my life.
Since starting my writing career in 1978, I have written 130+ novels, 2,000+ short stories, 6,000+ non-fiction articles (ALL are found on this site), a few dozen stage plays, 12,000+ blog posts, and a few comic book scripts for Disney's Uncle Scrooge and Donald Duck (I only worked for Disney one year (in 2005) and only wrote a few stories for their Danish comic books).
NOTE: I ONLY write the Quaraun series (aka The Twighlight Manor series aka The Adventures of Quaraun the Insane). In recent years there has been an issue with impersonators trying to pass books off as written by me, notably several non-fiction and Erotica books. I write neither nonfiction nor Erotica.
ALL of my books and their cover arts are listed on my website here. Beware of any books you find claiming to be me. If the books are NOT listed here on my website, they are NOT my books.
In fiction works, I specialize in Weird/Bizarro Tales set in 40th century CyberPunk-Quasi Medieval, Cozy Dark Fantasy and Science Fiction worlds featuring an intersex Elf and his Faerie husband main characters. I DO NOT WRITE ANY OTHER SERIES - THIS SERIES IS THE ONLY ONE I WRITE.
Non-fiction (found ONLY here on my site) is daily updates of events in my life, and how-tos on how I write my novels.
I DO NOT write Erotica.
I DO NOT write books with HUMAN characters.
The Erotica books and books with Human characters, that you are finding, are written by scammers trying to impersonate me.
There is an ongoing FBI investigation into this matter. If you find any such books, please report them to FBI Agent Andy Drewer @207–774–9322
146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, is NOT FOR SALE.
And I'm sick of real estate agents who are too incompetent to research land ownership before they show up to stick a for sale sign in my yard.
The fact of the matter is, my son was murdered in 2013, and the friends and family of the murderer think it is funny to keep ILLEGALLY listing my land for sale, because apparently their child murdering bitch friend didn't hurt me enough by crippling me with a golf club, ripping my baby out of my 8 month pregnant belly and beating his brains out on the ground with a golf club.
Also, her friends and family like to gaslight me by doxing me on ufo and alien abduction forums, while pretending to be me, and trying to make it look like I believe in ufos or aliens, even though I think people who believe in ufos are raving lunatics and people who claim to be alien abductees are crazy.
So, yeah, my son was murdered and the murder's friends and family endlessly harass me, my friends, and my family both online and offline, and I'm not happy with it at all.
There is an ongoing FBI investigation into this matter.
The FBI is looking for information into:
I'm going to repeat it because I'm tired of people showing up and making offers:
146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, is NOT FOR SALE.
There is NO ONE who has authorization to use my land.
NO ONE.
Not my mother.
Not my father.
Not Ben.
Not my mother’s Atwater relatives.
No one.
If ANY ONE hires you to do ANYTHING on my land, know that you are doing it ILLEGALLY and WITHOUT my knowledge or permission.
My mother has ZERO legal right to hire you to do anything at 146 Portland Ave. Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
My father has ZERO legal right to hire you to do anything at 146 Portland Ave. Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
Ben has ZERO legal right to hire you to do anything at 146 Portland Ave. Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
My mother’s Atwater relatives have ZERO legal right to hire you to do anything at 146 Portland Ave. Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
Another aspect of the FBI investigation, for which the FBI is seeking information, is the apparent "fundraiser scam" being done by someone very local, at multiple churches in the Saco/Arundel/Biddeford area. I found out about it when a woman, claiming to be from The Saco Ward Church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints, marched up to me one day and said:
--"My name is Ester Rhodes, what ever became of the ten thousand dollars I gave you? You never rebuilt your house. Where did my money go?"
I had never seen the woman before, nor had I ever heard her name before and no one has ever given me any money at all, not even pennies, let alone a massive amount like $10k, so I was left baffled and confused by this woman. an elderly woman, maybe around 80 years old.
I had no knowledge of any such fundraiser - I am STILL homeless, now in 2025, as a result of the 2013 backhoe driving over my house, and had anyone given me money to rebuild I certainly would have as I am in desperate need of a house, as being homeless has contributed to my progressively worsening health. But I had never known of this fundraiser, I never authorized or created any fundraisers, and no one has ever given me any money. So had this Easter Rhodes woman not contacted me, I never would have known there was a fundraiser or that people had tried to help me.
Because... NO ONE has EVER helped me AT ALL, and so I'm shocked to learn that, wow, there actually where some people out there who tried to help and I never knew about it because instead of helping me directly they decided to indirectly help through some fundraiser I never heard of that turned out to be a scam that stole their money and never helped me at all.
I asked her what she was talking about and she explained that a "young man in his 30s" had approached her one Sunday during church services at The Saco ward Church of Jesus Christ of Later Day Saints, and told her he was part of the fundraiser to rebuild my house at 146 Portland Ave, Old Orchard Beach, Maine, after the crazy lunatic with a backhoe drove over it August 8, 2013.

She further went on to say she gave the man $10k because he told her I was a member of the Saco ward church. Thing is, I am NOT a member of that church and have never attended that church. I am a member of the CAPE ELIZABETH Ward of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, a church with a similar name but it a 2 hour drive away from the church she was talking about and claimed she attended.
I have no clue who this Easter rhodes woman is or if her story is true. The FBI is seeking information about Esther Rhodes woman, the fundraiser her Saco ward Church claimed it was doing in my name, or any one who might have been doing the fundraiser.
If you or anyone you know gave money to this fundraiser, you are asked to contact the FBI and tell them how you were contacted, who contacted you, how much money you gave them, and also, to contact a lawyer to try to help you trace the scammer who stole your money and get your money back.
As of yet, the FBI has found multiple people claiming to have given money TO THE BISHOPIRIC of the Saco Ward Church for said fund raiser, over a period between 2013 and 2019. It is believed that a former Bishop and two of his counselors are behind the scam, and used the money to build an $eight million dollar mansion in Old Orchard Beach, now known to belong to one of the three suspects, even though none of the three of them has an income of more then twenty thousand dollars a year. The FBI recently confiscated the mansion which is now for sale and the money from the sale is to be returned to the people who donated it to the scam fundraiser, providing the people can prove they were the ones who donated the money.
If you were part of the fundraiser, that in 2013-ish was claiming to be raising money for me, please contact the FBI agent in charge of my son's murder investigation, and give him the details.
I know nothing about it, so it is useless for you to contact me (a few people have done so already and, I was clueless as to what they were even talking about - they contacted me asking how they could get their "cut of the money from the $8million house sale" and that was the first I heard of it. The FBI never said anything to me about it, so I don't know where the people contacting me are getting the info that the FBI confiscated the $8million mansion and is given the money back to people... like I said, I had no knowledge of any such fundraiser at all, and I don't know what this $8million house is people are asking about either, so you really need to contact the FBI about it not me, as I'm not involved in any such fundraiser or at all.
It is important to note here that it is NOT the FBI who has informed me about this fundraiser or the $8million mansion, but rather it is a plethora of locals around Biddeford, Saco, Old Orchard Beach, and Arundel coming up to me and asking me how are they supposed to get their money back from the sale of some $8million mansion, and I have no information on this at all because i don't even know what the $8million house is that they are even talking about.
The FBI is looking into Esther Rhodes and her claims of having given me $10k via a fundraiser, and the FBI confirmed a former Bishop was connected and being looked into... and that is the only part the FBI told me of. The rest of the fundraiser stuff about the confiscated $8million mansion is stuff coming from people claiming they saw "news reports" about it and are coming to me trying to get their "cut"... and is some sort of wild rumour that is recently circulating, which I don't know the source of.... and also shows me that people want to help if they think they can get money out of it, but also shows me that they don't give a fucking rats ass about finding my son's murderer.
I don't know what is this $8million mansion people are talking about. All I know is multiple people from various churches in the Saco area, have approached me while I was out walking my dog to ask me how they could “get a cut of the $8million” and when I ask what are they talking about, they claim to have donated money (citing very large amounts in the thousands) to a fundraiser that they claim was in my name, and they claim was to build me a house. They claim the FBI has stated an $8million mansion was built in Old Orchard Beach, and that the FBI confiscated it and is selling it, and is using the money from the sale to give the money donated back to the donors.
The old woman who called herself “Esther Rhodes” was the first person to bring it to my attention. She claims to have donated ten thousand dollars.
I have no knowledge, nor connection, to any such fundraiser. Nor am I aware of any eight million dollar mansion. Nor am I aware of any such mansion being confiscated by the FBI. Nor am I aware of the FBI giving out free money to anyone. I also do not know where these people are getting their information.
In any case, throughout the summer of 2025, total strangers are continually walking up to me with this same story, all claiming to have made donations towards building me a house via some fundraiser. Near as I can tell the fundraiser happened in fall 2013 and lasted to at least 2019, based on dates people say a dark haired man in his 30s approached them.
Near as I can tell, someone did a fundraiser in my name, a lot of people donated to it, a church leaders of a church in Saco was supposedly head of the fundraiser, then used the money to build a mansion for themselves, somewhere in Old Orchard Beach, said mansion is now being sold, and said donors want their money back, because no house was ever built for me.
Another is claiming they paid to have a septic tank put in.
However, as you can plainly see if you drive by 146 Portland Ave, no house has been built, no septic tank was installed, no electricity was hooked up, no running water was connected… and as of today October 22, 2025, I am still homeless, and sleeping nights at various relatives homes in the area.
I don't know who of these people to believe. But most of them are EXTREMELY ANGRY, full blown raging inferno, to learn that they donated to build me a house and I never received it.
Because of how incredibly MEGA ANGRY these people are, I am inclined to believe that they did in fact donate large amounts of money to something intending it to go to building me a house.
I am just utterly flabbergasted to be finding out about this now TWELVE YEARS LATER.
If YOU reading this right now, are someone who donated money to this fundraiser that I didn't even know existed, please contact Andy Drewer, the FBI agent who is in charge of all the investigation connected to me, and tell him.
Telling ME about it does no good as I am not a witness to you donating money, so if I tell the FBI what you told me, that's just third party hearsay. YOU YOURSELF must tell the FBI about the money you donated, if you actually to help with the FBI investigation.
But also, I had no clue you people were donating money to anything.
NO ONE HAS EVER HELPED ME, NOT ONCE, EVER! Not friends, not family, not relatives, not neighbours, not locals, not church, not government - NO ONE EVER, NOT ONE SINGLE PERSON... NOT EVEN ONCE this entire 12 years , so, I had no idea you people were trying to help. Whatever help you people thought you was doing, it never got to me and I was never even aware it was going on.
Whoever it is you were giving money to, it was NOT me, and I knew nothing about this fundraiser at all.
Someone scammed you, but I don’t know who.
I have no information for you, so coming to me and asking for info on it is pointless, because I didn’t even know any of this was going on.
If you gave anything to anyone thinking it was going to me, TELL FBI agent Andy Drewer @207–774–9322 so the FBI can figure out who scammed you, where your money went, and how you can get it back.
—end of October 22, 2025 update.
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