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Daytime sleep apnea takes over during the day as my brain fights to stay awake drifting off into deep sleep rather on a bus school doctors office in public places this disease is very disturbing emerging from traumatic events post traumatic stress disorder I face within the night throughout numerous night terrors as I relive my wearing wires pregnant for the FBI going into hostage situations buying weapons and drugs from junk sick cops working security for gang leaders selling drugs for ciro Gargano arson murderer of 9 the sole reason the fbi warned me Ciro Gargano and my husbands torched buildings resulting in 9 deaths the fbi approaches me asked me did I know they killed these people he also asked me did I sew it took decades to piece this together only because I'd written a mental health journal about the fires going over it daily for years did i sew finally decades later Ciro Gargano sent jay Townsend Johnson Henry to break in my home ripping pages about the arson murders that's when she saw a few of my poems on my nightstand I contacted the fbi immediately did I sew I realized the fbi never asked about the racks of suits wool coats racks of fabrics ties stored in Ciro Gargano garages lake county music company and the family billiards pool rool the hotel wasn't the target it was the tailor shop beneath the  sleeping elderly persons that very cold Christmas day ciro Gargano stored the contents of tailor shop to open his own tailor shop next door to the pool room my mind was horrified as I contacted the fbi that's when jay Townsend Johnson Henry Ciro Gargano arrived with a gunman pointing a 9mm at my children and I he was killed at my feet victims compensation relocating my family fearing for my safett when Ciro Gargano ignited a car bomb in my face I remember hearing his voice on the radio in the vehicle just cover your eye baby I did and WHOOOM!!! my face crushed eye socket crushed nasal arch crushed thank god I covered my eye prevented my eye ball from exploding the back of my brain the damages on going severe traumatic headaches injections keeping me alive night terrors keeps me awake reliving every night going into hostage situations I feel like a suicide bomber wearing dirty bomb on my womb listening to killers while my young children sat with fbi supervisor Leroy Heimbach Milwaukee fbi supervisor 4142764684 Leroy he always sang my girl with the children he was the supervisor of the federal bureau of investigation i guess you say what can make me feel this way i still sing that song he calms my panic attacks funny right while special agent paula brand both started in Chicago field office she installed the wires I felt safe my kids were safe as long as I worked for the fbi this kelp Ciro Gargano from killing us because he got his prison time cut in half and the fbi looked the other way on the arson murders until he killed again while I endured severe domestic violence they needed me silenced resulted in my complete nervous break down severe ptsd anxiety disorder social phobias leading to traumatic brain injury DAYTIME SLEEP APNEA Afib irregular heart beats causing strokes uncontrollable crying uncontrollable compulsive writing my panic attacks I call wrath forces my brain to continue writing everyday afraid my brain would stop forgetting who I am dementia DAYTIME SLEEP APNEA takes over my mind hurts thinking itch no cure my diseases will surely kill me I except this as my fate so I continue writing in my journal until Ciro Gargano broke into my home ripping pages attempting to extort my American poetry for junk sick cops to gain royalties funny right i write here now to stop home invasions looking through writing ripping pages I write trying to remember the good memories over traumatic events laying awake watching giant spiders crawl across my wall I'm afraid they might jump on me clearly sedation is my only respite at this hour surviving several hurricanes comes bleakly into view one whirl pool of traumatic events funny how this all began daycare teacher from Munich Germany meets a used car salesmen selling quarters for video games a storefront of hell on earth Ciro Gargano Mr jukebox hires my husbands together they burn buildings with people inside for silk wool fabric suits coats to dress city officials and mobsters throughout the Midwest never looking back at the 8 elderly persons that cold Christmas day hooked up to oxygen machines while a tailor shop engulfed killing them finally he strkes again victim 9 next door to the pool room where he stored the contents of the tailor shop killing a homeless man sleeping on the floor Ciro Gargano fled back to Florida faked his death to blow up my skull with a bomb karma my punishment for wearing wires pregnant for the FBI buying weapons and drugs from junk sick cops selling drugs for Ciro Gargano Mr cigarette machine writing crying writing panting breathing suffering severe pain waiting on my brain to finally die ending this nightmare of DAYTIME SLEEP APNEA dementia traumatic brain injury post traumatic stress disorder reliving traumatic events God bless the federal bureau of investigation and god bless the United States of America
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