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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