My Own Hunger Games

Dear Pamela Lapp of Mountain Steppes Apartments

Thank you for the two years of training for this adventure. I never was allowed around poor people and you represent why. Everything they gave you to reward you for destroying me will be taken away. You will be left with less than when you started. I hope you learned greatness comes from within, not from destroying others. May God be with you. xo Nicole

My two years in Sierra Vista were hell, but I learned so much about people and toxins. This adventure that you all look at with terror and disbelief is actually more comfortable than living in the death/work camp in Sierra Vista. My dogs are healing quicker now than they were in Sierra Vista. The mold and gas were beyond belief there. The people who worked there were beyond heartless. They could not even be kind if they tried. I never would have been able to do all the things I have done in the past few weeks without the information these people’s energy gave me. Once again their arrogance gave so much away. I wonder how they are feeling today?

Clarissa Chacon, I felt your fear and your brain is extremely small due to cortisol. I will give you your own blog post and post the email you sent gaslighting me. At least now I know you know what you were doing. I hope you survive this.

Bonnie, You are the only one who had a chance, but you just stood there and said nothing even though you had so many feelings that told you what you were doing was wrong. I hope you figure stuff out, because you are not one of them.

Joceline Trepainier, They gave you a pregnancy with a special kid like me for what did huh? Do you even feel guilt or are you just proud of yourself? I appreciate you teaching me about people who do not value excellence, but rather the easy way out.

One day we all will meet again and you will have a chance to apologize, because I will not be like you.

Xoxo

Nicole

A Nun Named Olga In Calistoga

The gas on the way from Eureka to San Fran was intense last night. Do you all get flashbacks from childhood when the gas is used strongly like this? The past five years have been full of flashbacks. If they would have just left me alone, I would have went on trying to live my life thinking I was the problem. I am sure a lot of you can relate to never being able to obtain traction in life, even with great efforts and genius.

My cult/the union traumatizes people until they give into evil, starting from a very young age. And they never stop trying. I lived in a death/work camp in Sierra Vista, Arizona for over two years before I was able to escape. They have camps like this all over the nation as punishment. The only hopes of getting out of these camps is rolling others under the bus. However, I know you all know how to play dead and dumb while plotting just like I do.

Back to the flashback, a nun in Calistoga told me this all would happen when I was three or four. It was the same trip where my Mom and her older sister(let’s call her La) got permission to do something. The nun and I prayed and my Mom made fun of me on the way home for doing so. My Mom doesn’t respect God or the traditions of the church.

The church is not all bad, they knew about me before I did.

Xoxo

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