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Is It Real Or Is It a Hoax (Part 2)

It was'nt real, but indeed it was beyond the realm of hoax. It was a deceptive ploy to lure me into a game where I would relinquish vital information that would give her access to my bank account. Because I was raised in the cruel streets of America since the age of (7) and then kidnapped at age(10) and held in an adult prison(illegally)until I turned (16). I was threaten with loosing my life had I devulged this information to The Powers That Be. Then I was bribed. They told me that they would take care of me for the rest of my life. So be it. Now from the clear blue this lady named Grace from the isle has attempted to con me. Indeed it was a hoax, because I was raised around con(victs). What an ironic twist to the events I now encounter these days. Its my integrity that will always direct my heart. A hoax is in my life only to strengthen me and to cause me to exercise wisdom. Besides Jesus and myself is all I have in this life. That's keeping it real and acvoiding the hoaxs of life by pretentuous beings.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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