FBI FRAUD

As i reported my stalker and identity thief 2002 to the FBI she began climbing into my window for poetry my grandfathers world war 11 medal information this resulted in her arriving with a gunman to end my life fearing my safety i sat suffering from depressive disorder anxiety disorder panic disorder ptsd since 1999 writing poetry and writing in a journal locked in my room peeking behind maroon drapes because i was a confidential human source responsible for several king pin dealers killers gang leaders being convicted i was responsible for 60% of all drug sales to cease scary my identity thief was so very vicious she actually exposed me to an entire prison system and on the streets from America to Mexico to the virgin islands where most of them were exiled she moved swiftly taking passports identification cards social security cards high school diplomas marriage certificates she was one of my husbands mistresses i pleaded with the FBI because i knew once my identity was exposed someone would kill my family i heard her scream telling the gunman to kill me she and her gunman was making rounds driving a white Tahoe putting guns to children heads over drug monies after taking my kids to university mall to meet Reggie White Green bay packer most importantly the minister i read his book and asked him to sign it he was very kind no sooner than we arrived back home my identity thief pulls in her gunman rushes to my door as she clearly tells him to kill me because i was a rat by gods grace 5 gunman killed him in front of my children and i preventing him from killing me preventing him from taking my life over my poetry my family relocated that night this things followed breaking in my window finally a horrid crash crushed my brain i suffered traumatic brain injury along with my severe emotional disabilities afraid for my life she began embezzling the traumatic brain injury claim investing in gods knows what committing all types of fraudulent acts my bank alerted me i in treatment peeing on myself scared to death i thought she would stop but no twenty years later of relocated in hiding from her and my abusive husband i remarried someone just like me a disabled Veteran this made her feel that we were vulnerable weak she latched on my social security and tri care sending threats scam phone calls intimidation about funeral arraignments sending fraudulent letters out asking for our information sending chills of fear crippling us emotionally changing locks security cameras she even took pieces of our laundry to look like us from a distance with her accomplices according to the attorney general this is how hackers prey like my stalker many have employment sitting behind desk using their job to go along with abuse of power against disabled Veterans and their families a criminal group a data breach hacking into the social security administration hacking into the hospital system the department of justice alerted us of severe hackers identity fraud mail fraud wire fraud cyber fraud death threats ransom notes attempting to extort my American poetry attempting to blackmail my disabled family my husband and i are both disabled we both suffer TBI PTSD anxiety depression my anxiety is way worse stemming from years of domestic abuse fear wearing wires pregnant for the FBI buying weapons and drugs from killer and corrupt officers junk sick wanting me dead after all these years i am blessed i survived raising disabled children during my own nervous breakdown my own mental health treatment afraid of my shadow hiding in a room panting with brain injury severe pain i was blessed to have disability rights and the brain injury association i really don't know why she needed to become me after death today it's been twenty years my identity thief returned leaving blood stains on my steps the anniversary of her king pin drug lords untimely murder complete devastation my brain hurts a lot my heart is racing forced into AFIB in my sleep panting scary her hatred envy is so vile so vicious my catholic teachings keeps me in a forgiveness state of my defending our family through prayer how she became so fatally attracted to me her affair with my husband i left him ran for dear life i knew together they would kill me this was my plea to the FBI they was trying to kill me and allow her to resume my life she enjoyed reading my life civil rights family field trips in Abraham Lincolns home 1969 she wasn't even born why would she need me dead i realized she was Jamaican the killer was Jamaican was he one of the dealers exiled as result of my wearing wires pregnant for the FBI was this an assassination plot like Martin Luther King jr. targeted because my grand parents were freedom riders on trail ways buses across American to murder me and clone me i began looking in the mirror watching my image fade i looked at childhood photos in pain as though my memory of myself was be replaced dreaming living in this world feeling like an aborted baby humming the song sometimes i feel like a motherless child Marian Andersen hymn i sang in first grade Springfield Illinois Abraham Lincolns home afterwards Cicely Tyson came up to my school Joseph Medill school of journalism she walked right up to me called me by name like i was Martin Luther King jr. daughter Yolanda and said well hello there little brown girl what are you going to be when you grow up i said I'm going to be a writer she smiled and said you sure are this stayed with me and truly encouraged me to write no matter what today i continue writing my identity thief read this in my journal i believe this drove her into a vicious state of fatally attacking me for my identity my poetry my life once she believed she was me she grew even more angry i have seen her come to end my life pointing at my door giving the gunman orders to shoot me i truly felt like i was on that balcony Lorraine Motel with Martin Luther King jr. this is for the Department of Justice to unscramble my untimely death