Me and my son are not Muslims but we’ve prayed for them. Many of them have prayed for us. Today I was writing a letter to a therapist type counselor after I stuck there vomiting Panera and with diarrhea. It happened after I drank less than 8 ounce of coffee.

Immediately I had to use the bathroom. Then I went. Started to walk then I was like “I’m not going to make it”. However, I did make it to the office I wanted to go to and finally tell them my son is missing. Like most things I put it in writing.

The letters are at her door. In the writing sometimes I notice the alignment of the hand writing and it happened again. The words were aligned in a way the word “fall” was above two of the words “all all”.

I won’t explain that any further. As I have an Arch Angel with me. God will explain if He wishes to explain.

I knew there was a meeting in Cary today that upset the LORD. One that has not moved me and my son to safety yet. The vomits. I can’t tell you how many time I caught the vomits out of the blue.

I talked to Detective Jacob DJ because I went over there. He had red hair of course. I am about to prepare an email for him.

Pause for intermission. I have never had any kind of weave in my life. I’ve had twist, box braids and clip in hair. I don’t have any fake hair or fillers at the moment. I don’t have any of that stuff but I do want to get a weave to see what it’s like.

Right now my focus is my son. He has been abducted. I treat my son very well. Trumps age groups/supporters are trying to replace all the special needs people. They have an equal chance of sickness and bills except one got to live their lives and one didn’t. God did not choose TRUMP.

God showed how much sin is in their group. So much that they lied on my special needs son then did all they could to make their lies true. I am not in either group but people tried to put me there through attacks and medical injuries.