I Wish To Die
The pain is immense...
I am unable to awake to a Peaceful Morning.
I am unable to wake up without pain.
I feel as though if I were a Real Indian, White People would favor me, but I am what Indians from India consider an "Untouchable" and I feel that White People shun me for you Indians from India.
It's not like you Indians from India DON'T KNOW ANYTHING, you know more than the Encyclopedia Britannica. It's not like you AREN'T beautiful, your "Caste System" is what cursed me to mold me into who I am today.
So you're resourceful and you're beautiful, you've got personalities out of this world that camouflage anything your Caste System does to people like myself.
Every morning, I wake up with immense pains in my head, neck, and shoulders, after my Foster Mother sexually abused me the night before. In her own twisted, Genocidal world, she claims that since I am Guyanese, I am a descendant of Slaves, or "Rejects" from India, that the White People used as indentured slaves to mind their fields.
I do fear that someone at her work place may see what I'm writing and give the whole thing away, causing her to get fired. If this woman gets fired, she's going to wind up sexually abusing me while I'm awake because she lost her job because of me...I think this may be a plan of her's along with a setup of her boyfriend's since they hate me so much in regards to the lie she'd uttered in regards to myself being a product of a Black Man raping her, when she and her Indian Hindu family from INDIA drugged both my Mother and her unborn fetus with steroids to make me look Black when my Father was Caucasian.
When my Mother got abducted, this Indian Farce from India who got an identity change to look exactly like my Mother, took over. She then succeeded in turning 2 White Men against me, plus one of their entire families, who are OBSESSED, OBSESSED with hurting me over my Foster Mother and People, directly from India, for any and everything.
I've been drugged and sexually abused for many, many years. It's gotten more severe ever since she'd had me arrested, for not even a fraction of my Father's inheritance, which she claimed was her's.
This may seem bizarre, but In my world, White People hate me, and Love the real Indians, or the Indian Hindus of India. Indians from India could hurt their own, as not having a heart in their own home, and White People who do not live by a Caste System, or Segregation, in the multi-lingual continent of Europe, love them in return, spiting the fact that their Caste System rules out India's people.
There's an entire family of White People, possibly from Poland, against me. They hate me so much that they're trying their hardest to disfigure me, as they've been drugging me, both intravenously and orally, beating me, slicing me, sticking long, sharp objects in my belly button to push around my organs, and raping me and performing other sexual acts upon me while I am having seizures, as I never wake up feeling and looking the same. I say they're from Poland because I had several unauthorized uses of transactions on my debit card, leading to my account, where some of them were made in Poland. I didn't even have money in my account and my account was overdrawn, several times, at different times, to a point where I'd had to get a new ATM debit card.
People keep telling me to get up and leave, but I cannot. If I leave, I'll be endangering myself, as my Foster Mother's boyfriend's psychotic family could set me up for slaughter. If I alert law enforcement, which I could've done, they wouldn't believe me, as my Foster Mother had me misdiagnosed with mental illness to cover up for all the times her boyfriend and his family'd abuse and drug me. My Foster Mother then had her Indian Hindu family in India hack my hospital test results, as they are the ones who call in reference to either a virus in your Windows Computer, a law suit in reference to sling and bladder mesh, or a debt you may owe. They sometimes use MACINTOSH'S voice ALEX to tell you this, or their own voice, which beholds an Indian Accent.
Today, as weird as it may seem, I think White People hate me because of Indians from India. Indians from India have more opportunity and they're easier to work around, unlike myself whose life their Caste System totally destroyed.
I get no Peace. I can't even sleep. I have no friends. I have no family. I have no boyfriend because I'm ugly. I have no education. I can't have a job. I can't even begin to understand a simple world. I have no Life. I have no Love. I know of no one, no one but my enemies. I struggle day to day, emphasizing death as "my only approach to unlocking ultimate Peace". I live in fear every singe day of my life and people think I have it "just too good" and refuse to see that I have nothing.
I am unable to awake to a Peaceful Morning.
I am unable to wake up without pain.
I feel as though if I were a Real Indian, White People would favor me, but I am what Indians from India consider an "Untouchable" and I feel that White People shun me for you Indians from India.
It's not like you Indians from India DON'T KNOW ANYTHING, you know more than the Encyclopedia Britannica. It's not like you AREN'T beautiful, your "Caste System" is what cursed me to mold me into who I am today.
So you're resourceful and you're beautiful, you've got personalities out of this world that camouflage anything your Caste System does to people like myself.
Every morning, I wake up with immense pains in my head, neck, and shoulders, after my Foster Mother sexually abused me the night before. In her own twisted, Genocidal world, she claims that since I am Guyanese, I am a descendant of Slaves, or "Rejects" from India, that the White People used as indentured slaves to mind their fields.
I do fear that someone at her work place may see what I'm writing and give the whole thing away, causing her to get fired. If this woman gets fired, she's going to wind up sexually abusing me while I'm awake because she lost her job because of me...I think this may be a plan of her's along with a setup of her boyfriend's since they hate me so much in regards to the lie she'd uttered in regards to myself being a product of a Black Man raping her, when she and her Indian Hindu family from INDIA drugged both my Mother and her unborn fetus with steroids to make me look Black when my Father was Caucasian.
When my Mother got abducted, this Indian Farce from India who got an identity change to look exactly like my Mother, took over. She then succeeded in turning 2 White Men against me, plus one of their entire families, who are OBSESSED, OBSESSED with hurting me over my Foster Mother and People, directly from India, for any and everything.
I've been drugged and sexually abused for many, many years. It's gotten more severe ever since she'd had me arrested, for not even a fraction of my Father's inheritance, which she claimed was her's.
This may seem bizarre, but In my world, White People hate me, and Love the real Indians, or the Indian Hindus of India. Indians from India could hurt their own, as not having a heart in their own home, and White People who do not live by a Caste System, or Segregation, in the multi-lingual continent of Europe, love them in return, spiting the fact that their Caste System rules out India's people.
There's an entire family of White People, possibly from Poland, against me. They hate me so much that they're trying their hardest to disfigure me, as they've been drugging me, both intravenously and orally, beating me, slicing me, sticking long, sharp objects in my belly button to push around my organs, and raping me and performing other sexual acts upon me while I am having seizures, as I never wake up feeling and looking the same. I say they're from Poland because I had several unauthorized uses of transactions on my debit card, leading to my account, where some of them were made in Poland. I didn't even have money in my account and my account was overdrawn, several times, at different times, to a point where I'd had to get a new ATM debit card.
People keep telling me to get up and leave, but I cannot. If I leave, I'll be endangering myself, as my Foster Mother's boyfriend's psychotic family could set me up for slaughter. If I alert law enforcement, which I could've done, they wouldn't believe me, as my Foster Mother had me misdiagnosed with mental illness to cover up for all the times her boyfriend and his family'd abuse and drug me. My Foster Mother then had her Indian Hindu family in India hack my hospital test results, as they are the ones who call in reference to either a virus in your Windows Computer, a law suit in reference to sling and bladder mesh, or a debt you may owe. They sometimes use MACINTOSH'S voice ALEX to tell you this, or their own voice, which beholds an Indian Accent.
Today, as weird as it may seem, I think White People hate me because of Indians from India. Indians from India have more opportunity and they're easier to work around, unlike myself whose life their Caste System totally destroyed.
I get no Peace. I can't even sleep. I have no friends. I have no family. I have no boyfriend because I'm ugly. I have no education. I can't have a job. I can't even begin to understand a simple world. I have no Life. I have no Love. I know of no one, no one but my enemies. I struggle day to day, emphasizing death as "my only approach to unlocking ultimate Peace". I live in fear every singe day of my life and people think I have it "just too good" and refuse to see that I have nothing.
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