"Witnessing & Living as a Ritual Child Sacrifice" - Written by Satanic Ritual Abuse Survivor 'Cheri'

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By the time I was 5, my family had murdered many times in front of me using all forms of torture and weaponry. Killings were often made to appear “accidental”, and framings were common. DNA would be planted at the scene of “crimes” of targeted individuals. Masonic cop gangs would take me on calls, and into jails to handcuff and rape me. They had a “heart attack in a sack” that would cause a person to die; making it appear to be from a “heart attack” or stroke. Pills, injections, and powders are used. I was being drugged with Ketamine and other horse tranquilizers from occult Veterinarians and doctors. A man I’ll call ‘K’ would visit our house with a briefcase full of drugs handcuffed to his wrist. Chloroform, and other chemical compounds and gases were used regularly to put me to “sleep”. My “family” of handlers also knew “pressure points” around the body which can be pressed to control a victim. They knew how to slow oxygen to the brain by manual strangulation and pressure points that would cause me to go into deep slumbers. Just enough so I wasn't dead, for periods of time, I would be raped this way and resuscitated countless times. My body was thin, and from a lack of oxygen would turn grayish blue. Sometimes my lips would be blue for several days until my circulation returned, and I was always pale and colorless. They called me the “living dead girl”, and they would call my bruises “spirit kisses”. It was “normal” for my nose to bleed when waking up from these strangulations. They took place regularly into my adulthood, and I would be forced to tell people that the nose bleeds are “just my allergies”. It became more difficult to eat and function, and I knew they were going to kill me. It was just a matter of time.

My father and many others practiced putting me to sleep daily by chloroform and manual strangulation to be used for rape. (A compound also said to be used in the Casey Anthony case). They called it “magic” and one by one my sister's and I would line up to be put to sleep. “Do me,” “it's my turn”, we would say. One by one my father would put us “to sleep”, lay our limp bodies next to each other, remove our clothing from the waist down and film us. It was very common to wake up with no pants on or naked in unusual places. This was practiced daily and as I grew older all my father would have to do was hold out his hand a certain way, and I knew that I was supposed to put my neck between his thumbs and fingers and stay there. Within seconds I would be “out”. It became very easy to put me to sleep this way, and it happened thousands of times. My neck and vertebrae have been broken and fractured, and my esophagus crushed. Swallowing and chewing has always been difficult. Learning how to talk again from ritual abuse, dental torture, strangulation, violent oral sex (“skull fucking”), and forced ingestion of harmful chemicals still haunts me. There were times I thought I would never talk or walk again. With my eyes closed, a hand around my neck, and tears rolling down my face I would hear things being said, “not too much pressure yet, right there, yep, keep going”, to whoever was being ”trained“ to kill next.

Hallucinogens, hypnosis and various other techniques are used for programming purposes, and also to heal; like Ayahuasca and Peyote and other “anesthesia plants”. Most pharmaceuticals are plant based and derived from plants around the world with chemical additives. Opioids are a derivative of the Poppy seed which are harvested in places like Afghanistan. Many indigenous cultures use blow darts with tranquilizing venoms, saps and excretions from roots, bark, and trees for hunting food. My handlers also use blow darts at human hunting parties and have been used on me regularly throughout my life. Labs, hospitals, governments and universities are used to patent and trademark treatments, medicine and bioweapons in the U.S. and abroad.

My parents would always tell me I was “sick” and had “amnesia”. So, I had to be drugged daily, and often on morphine drips they would call ”medicine”. Advanced technology and weaponry are being used on me, like direct energy weapons. These weapons will also put you to sleep and in a trance. If exposed too much to the ”radiation” they could easily microwave your body. Med bed, frequency and sound healing technology is being used on victims like me that is not available to the general public; mostly to cover up the crimes committed against us, and their severe abuses of power. There are patents of cures under my various aliases of the experiments my body has and is being used in.

“Cancer isn't real”, was drilled into my head from a young age. Rooms full of men would simultaneously repeat this like a mantra in “classes” I would be forced to sit through with my husband at various universities.

Scientology, Flagler College, Coopers Union, Notre Dame, Harvard, Florida State University, Shands hospitals, Nemours children's hospitals, Lindner Center of Hope, Shriner Hospitals and dozens of other places that I was being taken to throughout my life are satanic occult facilities for child sacrifice, a large part of their belief system. There is a cure for HIV/AIDS, as well as every virus and disease on the planet. These viruses and diseases and treatment centers and programs have all been commercialized, monetized, patented, sold, used for financial gain, hidden in “secret”, and used for population control my entire life. Significant amounts of money are being laundered through hospitals and governments for scientific experimentation and vaccine research on children who are being “practiced” on and exploited by a pedophile death cult. Predators prey, and they need more people and your children in order to thrive. Government created school systems are used precisely for that. There are many different ways to be trafficked and used; but nobody knows how to identify them. These secret societies are trained to target, profile, torture, silence and kill targeted individuals.

Child sacrifice is a major practice in the cult, by “governments”, “kings and queens” and aristocrats across the world. It is being practiced ritually, daily, being displayed on billboards and Television programming, but nobody knows how to identify it. The general population is often considered “stupid” to most powerful “elites” without “proper education and indoctrination”. Since I was little, I would be forced to stand up and speak publicly in rooms of people reciting prayers, verses, various pledges of allegiance, and “oaths”. It was known to me that I was “chosen”, and I would stand up by introducing myself as “Chosen” number blah blah blah who is expected to die. It was embarrassing to me to have to walk around with no panties on. I would stand in front of the people seated on the floor in rows, so that their heads were about waist high, and be forced to walk up and down the rows; Stopping in front of each person and lifting my dress so they could lick me with their tongue. When everyone was finished “practicing” on me, I would be gang-raped, strangled, and beat in front of them all. Often, I would leave daycares and various fronts hysterical with lacerations and injuries.

School was a trafficking circuit, so I would be kept home a lot while I was healing with black eyes, stitches, severe bruising, concussions, wounds, and bleeding. I never went to school in a wheelchair, so nobody would see me for weeks or months at a time. If people would ask about my whereabouts?”, and they would be told, “She's with her father”. My father would tell people, “She's with her mother”, so that my “stepsister's” and family members would never know. My sister was always going to “check-ups” and procedures for her heart valves and open-heart surgeries, so that was a common excuse for being “absent” at places I would otherwise be. My stepsisters and cousins would often be told these things in my absence, that I eventually began to find out about. Nobody would think to ask further questions because that was kind of a “normal” response.

Several times I would be allowed to visit “cousins” and “friends” during recoveries if they could hide it easily enough with a diaper. I just wouldn't be allowed to go down the slide, or play too rough, or go swimming, so I would sit out. They would tell people at birthday parties and events that I “just don't feel good”. Acting like caring parents in public was a daily practice and most of them did it pretty well. My ‘family member’ got tired of having to “take care” of me and would leave me sitting in urine and feces while injured for days. I would be forced to perform oral sex while recovering, even while puking, and my uncle would say that it “feels warm”. Nothing would stop him, and he would get done with me, go take a shower, and just go on about his day. It was always being left to “someone else”, who was going to be responsible for taking care of me. Nobody wanted to do it.

There was a ton of trauma and long recoveries; diaper wearing, tremors and terrors, feeding and changing; learning to walk and talk again, various plastic surgery, and the administering of drugs. My lisp and speech impediment were an embarrassment to them because I ”couldn't talk normal” or walk normal, and I had to take speech therapy as a kid for several years. I still do facial exercises, eye exercises, and yoga because many of my muscles and ligaments have been torn. My jaw and hips would be dislocated so that I could be used for sex and “skull fucking”. Everyone I knew would make fun of how I looked during drugging’s, violent rapes, and humiliating torture. Most of the time it was my Husband who would care for me because he was used to dealing with body fluids, the deceased, medical torture and violent rape himself. Over and over, he saved my life, and I knew he was sent from God.

My husband and I scratched my name into a med-bed that I was being used in, and we considered it “mine”. Sometimes this would be the only way I would heal from severe damage beyond repair by a practicing “white coat” surgeon. Some of them had “slippery hands” and I have internal injuries that can't be seen. My body wasn't “healthy”, riddled with weakness and disease. With fatal Injuries, low energy, little to look forward to, and in dangerous places that I just wanted to die in, I was not getting the help that I needed. My pain was often unbearable, and it wasn't like they could just take me somewhere in the shape they kept putting me in. Several times I remember laying there dying and having to wait for a “doctor” to come to the house. They weren't always nearby, and husband would sometimes fly “home” to be with me if he knew that I was injured. I was going to die, and I knew it.

My only hope was to be removed from the environment every time these things happened, so I could even begin to heal. My husband was in the military, presumably, and many times I overheard arguments between he and my uncle.

“She's coming with me”, Husband would say.

“No she's not”, Uncle would reply.

“But I can get her the help that she needs “, and so forth. Eventually it didn't matter what Uncle said anymore because he disappeared in the year of 1999 when I was 14 years old, and told everyone that he had “cancer”. There was a whole ”hospice” charade and everything. I didn't see him again until I was 18 in a clandestine meeting with a family member in Ohio that I'll explain later. If Uncle didn't “leave” when he did, there is no doubt I would be buried in the backyard. Someone kept me alive, and all I knew is that it had to be “Him”.

Our “secret missions” were just that, a secret, and not to be talked about; Not even to “friends”. I wasn't supposed to know about my “bed” underground (in a deep underground military base), and I wouldn't stop talking about it. In order to “re-program” me when I returned “home, I would be taken to a “tanning bed” and told, “If anybody asks, you call it a “tanning bed”,” even though it looked totally different. Eventually I quit talking about it because I didn't want to lie, and they were right, nobody was going to believe me anyway.

Some advanced technology will kill you just as easy as it could heal you. “Too much of anything is never a good thing”, is something I heard often. Children are sacrificed and enslaved to people who are using them to “advance” the “world of technology and medicine”, and mind control. Many, like me, are bred into the cult or sold/ “adopted” into these families. Children are given “vaccines” and drugs since birth for scientific experimentation and medical research. Every day children are sacrificed and used as “surrogates” for breeding more. Humans and DNA are used experimentally for biology and science in many government facilities under “Environmental Departments”, and the ”Department of Energy”. Hospitals, and universities are very dangerous places, where I learned how to make hell feel like home. They were our “second homes”, among funeral homes and crematoriums. Universities are a satanic occult, as well as many churches, and “Foundations” that are claiming to help children. It is child sacrifice and practiced in many religions of various cultures around the world, not just “American Culture”. United States is among the “wealthiest” first world countries full of “Industry leaders” practicing satanic occultism around the globe…

Underground tunnel and cave systems across the world have sophisticated labs, hospitals, cloning facilities, space lasers, advanced microwave technology called “rods of God”, robotics, space craft, and various species that are advancing. Much of what is taught in “public” and “private” schools about history, the environment, economy, science, art, culture, is all an outdated distorted perception of the truth, and much of these “secrets” are left out. This is part of the indoctrination for those being trafficked through these systems. To be able to “see and hear” what is being “taught”, where everything is a lie and everybody has “secrets”, and nobody is going to believe you. If most folks aren't “taught” it in school, they just simply won't believe it. Unless and until people do their own research, dig into their own families and pasts, start caring about healing, and stand up to tyranny, the systems in place will remain the same. Advancements in technology will continue to form more ways to “practice” on the population. The use of holograms, algorithms, facial recognition, scanners, lasers, programmers, and robotics have been used for decades to enslave and to replace humans.

Holograms are real and sometimes appear ghostly; most people can't see them unless they're chipped. I've had full on conversations with holograms that are displayed to me, which disillusions the lines between what's real and what's fake. Artificial intelligence surpasses human capabilities and is being implanted in human brains through microchips that read your thoughts. These “super humans” are government owned mind-controlled slaves that are used for various purposes. From my understanding they are sometimes called “sleepers”. In order to change their height and appearance to not be recognized, handlers and gang stalkers are trained to walk in stilts that automatically adjust with the push of a button. Some have eyes that look like black pits. I believe that Vril droning, the practice of implanting parasites in the eye, is creating the ability to see holographic images, and is said to be an ancient spiritual practice. There has been so much advancement in technology that if the public knew about these “secrets” then governments wouldn't be profiting like “Kings and Queens” anymore.

Many amputees use robotic limbs, and my sister is considered “bionic” because she has mechanical body parts. Advanced technology being mixed with DNA in labs, species are bred and used for practice. Seeing rats and animals in cages was common because I was no different than them. Many times, they would lock us in a cage while drugged in a lab and strapped to a chair. One time I tried to save a bunch of rats by putting them into my shirt. Animals and children would howl in pain and fear. I couldn't do anything about it. Tears were always coming out of my eyes because of the things I was experiencing. Every single day of my life I cried myself to sleep. I thought it was normal. “Why does everything have to be a fucking secret?”, “I'm so sick of this ‘secret bullshit’”, are things I would begin to say a lot as I got older. Nobody believed me anyway, or at least people acted like they didn't. They would tell me I was “crazy”, and “stupid”, and “don't know what I'm talking about”. But the proof was right in front of them. We were right in front of them, and we are the fucking proof! Something I learned much later was referred to as “The elephants in the room”.

Everyone is playing a “role” and had to “act” accordingly. People were always lying about who they are, where they're from, who they're related to, and it was always a mix mash of who's who. Much of the time my face was covered, and I was drugged, so I didn't have the brain capacity to care about any of these relations being purposely confused in front of me. “Just be nice”, “Always be nice” I would be told over and over again. Like, “smile and nod” kind of nice, when you know the person in front of you is a total lying piece of shit. Forced participation is a very common tactic of abusers, handlers, traffickers, and pedophiles for control. It had to appear like I was “okay” with these people, and I had to look convincing, but I was miserable, and it showed. My “attitude” sucked, my fits got worse, and my mouth got louder. Husband tried escaping with me several times and we slept in cars, camped, and hitchhiked along the Appalachian trail. Eventually we would be found and punished; and the technology being used to hunt us was becoming known to us and many others.

There is a familiarity to me in the Appalachian Mountain range. It's where a lot of my trafficking abuses took place. “Governor's Row” in TN, Talladega Speedway, Cherokee reservation, West Virginia, up to Nantucket and Bar Harbor. I can't go anywhere in this country without a memory of abuse. Animals are some of my favorite things on the planet, and I love seeing them in their natural habitat. Not in cages or zoos. Some of the most beautiful places I've ever seen were only accessible by helicopter, ship, or underground railway. I have seen every cave and tunnel system in the world, even if I didn't know where I was at, at the time. Most of them are all connected. “Camping trips” were a normal part of life, so I learned to live out of a bag fairly easy. Most of the time I was lucky to even have a bag when I was dropped off at different places. I loved the mountains and animals in my life, but I hated all the people.

These people are like animals, only worse. They would rape the dog and immediately rape me after to infect me with bacteria, viruses and disease so I could be used for “science”. Intentionally putting foreign objects inside me, for what they call “piping”. Sex toys and chairs, butt plugs, chains, beads, straps, leathers, whips, chokers, and jewelry were used a lot in my torture. A ball would be placed in my mouth with straps around my head during violent rapes. They would filet me and gang up on me. One raping me holding my legs back, while another “skull fucking” me at the same time. My body and throat stayed sore and bruised. Hoarseness and bad breath were common from violent rape and disease of the mouth. These practices are filmed and used daily for blackmail purposes. We were becoming more “immune” to illnesses, and our symptoms would clear once we were able to get medicine from the doctor, but “too much of anything is never a good thing”. As a child I was consistently learning about viruses, diseases, and medicine. Wearing diapers, depends, pads, and tampons while being forced to say that I had “my period”. Every single day of the year, around the clock, twenty-four seven, underneath your feet these people are operating. Nothing is stopping it, especially if nobody knows how to identify it.

Modeling agencies and children's “pageants” are trafficking fronts. Child actors are victims being forced to participate. Sports arenas are also a trafficking front. Everyone of them who have attaining various levels of “success” have been “chosen” and used to “influence”. They all know they will be sacrificed if they step out of line. Most become complicit because there is no real way “out” They don't want to jeopardize their safety or that of their families. By the time you realize that you're completely expendable to your “network” and that these people will have a feast using you, it's too late. In some cases, they'll make more money off of you when you're dead. Many of the people you think are dead, are not. Sacrifices are being made, to leave entire careers, fortunes and families behind in order to just escape. Growing up in the CIA and various government witness protection, and “central casting” programs under alias, I can attest to the fact that everything you see on television programming is a part of the program. Faked deaths, and elaborate set ups are manipulated through media to disguise these events and practices that are happening daily.

Gymnasts, Athletes, Fighters, and Olympians have handlers. Many of these people are gambled on and are no different than putting a horse in an arena and making it perform. Sports, racing, dancing, gambling are all “one in the same” and used as trafficking fronts for “entertainment”.

WWF, and NFL, NASCAR, and every major network is involved in human trafficking, grooming, programming, and human sacrifice. What do they do when they're done with you? Same thing the “military” and any other trafficking operation does; kicks you out on the street if you're no longer producing or they'll put a bullet in your head. There is a reason faked deaths are common among the cult. These are the gaming, and trafficking networks of the world and nobody knows how to identify it. Millions of people line up and pay for these events and venues, to be a part of the club, and to be programmed and mesmerized by the brotherhood and glorification of these men and women. Celebrities are being used as weapons against you with their “influence” and back stories; and they all have handlers that they answer to, and things they are expected to do.

Nobody is who they say they are. Many of them aren't even from the places they say they're from. It was common to only drive older model, and rebuilt vehicles that didn't have the GPS and Bluetooth technology. These very common tools are used for spying to track and trace victims, listen to conversations, and hunt. There is no such thing as “privacy” when you're a target individual, like me. Truth is, I've never been anywhere without my handlers, ever. My entire life has been surveilled and is still being controlled and manipulated by them. Human sacrifice is a practice, just like medicine, “pharmakeia”, and “law” are a practice, and it happens every day right “in plain sight”. Pedo and occult symbolism can be seen everywhere if you learn how to identify it.

Jesus Christ of Nazareth is a sacrificed lamb of the cult, like me. “Yeshua” did not come to bring “peace”, he came to bring DIVISION; to separate the wheat from the tares; to turn son's against father's and father's against sons; to turn daughters against mothers and mother in laws. It is said that a man's enemies will be the members of his own household. Jesus said, “Everyone will hate you because of me”, because “I am the truth, the life, and the way”. Of course the cult, tax collectors, and the “law enforcers” wanted to kill him! He was going against their ungodly systems. Jesus said, “Stop turning my father's house into a market” (“robbing Peter to pay Paul”), and do not deceive or manipulate others, especially the children. Being raised in a satanic death cult with pedophiles and network serial killers, everything I read about in the Bible was the exact opposite of how they function. They do everything the opposite of what Jesus tells us to do in the Bible and are extremely proud of their accomplishments.

Accomplishments are rewarded with trophies, plaques, award ceremonies, new releases, banquets, parties, titles of nobility, badges, metals, and celebrations. Those seeking to increase their knowledge, attain status, wealth or fame are easily targeted, manipulated and used for occult practice because they are ”money motivated”. Wealth and status are a huge motivating factor in occult practice and sacrifice. Trafficking victims hidden under alias with assets in their various identities, some they're not even privy too, are some of the most targeted individuals on the planet. On average a high value target will have a “team” on 6-10 people who track your every move, know everyone you're in contact with, have access to your personal accounts and information, and they will show up unexpectedly, unannounced, and uninvited at any time. They know everything about you and often live nearby. Most of them have “status”, “rank”, and “security clearance” to access sensitive information used for spying.

My team has consisted of 30-40 “Undercovers” and everything I do and say is monitored and recorded 24/7. If I'm in danger or need help, they show up. If someone is getting close to me who's not supposed to be near me, they show up. My property and car, phones and computers have always been rigged so they can see and hear me. When I was younger, they would put governors on my car so I couldn't go over 65mph. They have always had additional keys to my vehicles and homes. Many “hits” have been put out on my life and because of who I am, no matter where I go, they are always with me. Every trip, every plane I've ever been on, every community event, and even while working, I know I am being watched. Disguises, doubles and lookalikes are being used with fake beards and hair, teeth caps, body suits, skins, stilts, and clothing. Often, they appear “homeless” or older than they really are. If they have blue eyes, they will disguise them brown, if they are male, they will disguise as a female, etc. Small build men are easily disguised as a woman, and larger women are easily disguised as men. In order to not reveal their true identity, and for their safety, these “teams” go to great lengths and have expendable resources to be able to set people up. Everything they're capable of doing requires skill and time. It has been this way my entire life. Sometimes they let me know they are there by saying and doing certain things; but sometimes they leave me alone and allow me to try to have a good time.

CIA “clowns” are capable of changing their appearance in a crowd of people in under 40 seconds. Masks, certain skins, accessories like glasses and hats can quickly be removed and replaced with new disguises in seconds. They will walk around a corner and switch disguises, adjust their height if wearing stilts, and come back around the corner looking like a completely different person. These tactics are dangerous and if they are exposed it could cost them their lives and they know that. My entire life I have watched them work and operate around me. Even my husband has tried gathering Intel on those who participate in my rapes and abuse that are within the “team”. Not all of them have good intentions, and many are responsible for drugging and transporting me. Having my face covered up and “out” for a lot of my abuse, and with all the deception and disguises being used, I have been shoved by them into a permanent state of confusion and fear. Not knowing who is who, and unable to facially recognize them, I panic every time they surround and approach me.

Every day I would be mocked and heard them laughing about things I would do or say while drugged and “out” of it that I have no recollection of. Wiping your memories using illicit drugs is very common, and victims like me often have parts of their life that are “blank’. Heightened states of paranoia and hyper vigilance while drugged is “normal”. Hearts become weaker and fail from these practices. I was given several heart attacks intentionally during torture and have hypertension as a result. While drugged and face covered, I would feel hands all over me often. I always knew when ‘my relative’ was helping to hold me down because she had witch fingernails and rings on every finger. She held me down countless times so that men could rape me. Anytime I went anywhere with her, I was used. I couldn't go to the laundry mat, or gas station with her without being taken into an office or bathroom and raped. Like hyenas they laugh and laughed at my abuse and injuries and told many stories about me

“Sometimes I forget she's still a kid because of the things I've seen her do”, I heard her say. They would tell me I was “lucky” to be with older men, and that most women like “older men”. As a little girl they would call my abusers “boyfriends” and force me to tell people I had boyfriends that are cute. People would laugh when I told them I had a boyfriend, because it was ridiculous, and I was way too young for that. Everyone thought it was a joke. While I was being trafficked to members of the Royal family, like Andrew and Charles, they would tell me I was a “princess”. In Titusville, FL at a ‘friends’ house, my husband came through the door looking for me. I was hiding in the back bedroom and I heard husband say, “Where's the princess?” while he was looking for me. They taught me the “P” word and eventually told me I wasn't a “Princess”, I was a “Prostitute”. This was when I learned that “Disney” doesn't have princesses, they have prostitutes.

“Southern Bells” is what they call the prostitutes with layered dresses that got shorter as the night went on. It is symbolic of the plantation owners of the south, and the lifestyles many families claim to want and strive for where the men work the plantation and drive the slaves, while women stayed home, service the men, and looked pretty. Women pride themselves on being a “Southern Bell” and it's common to hear them referred to as such in the south. Sadly, it's glorified deception and women who are called that don't realize they're being called a prostitute, but I do. Knowing that I was expendable and easily replaced, I knew I had to do a good job and make my handlers “proud” in order to survive. My perspective changed many times on how I was going to deal with my life, but I couldn't “want” to die anymore, or they would just kill me and give me what I “want”. So, I eventually became more receptive to trying new things, but only for my safety. Playing the role of a young child prostitute and “Southern Bell”, I assumed the role of “Princess” and used my manners from etiquette classes to perform.

Princesses wore gloves and I learned it was because they don't want anyone to be able to obtain fingerprints from them. Fingerprints that would be used to identify serial killers and crimes. It was known to me that women who wore gloves are “protected”. Gloves are used to not transmit germs or viruses also. “White glove moving and storage” was a front company I knew of that was involved in trafficking operations. Gloves were worn at the Derby's where I would have to wear big hats and lace. It was common to see and wear gloves while around these families. As a kid, I just thought it was dress up and I would always play with mine. Some of the skins and bodysuits I've seen used have a sticky hand. Like a glove it fits perfectly over your arm or hand, so while shaking hands with others it will obtain fingerprints and hair follicles. When I see royal family members, Melania, and Casey Desantis wearing gloves it is known to me what they are being used for.

Throughout my life I had trouble “identifying” what was happening around me. Just as the general population struggles to identify mafia and masonic occult families because of media manipulation and glorified deception. Most people think Mafia is known “gangsters”, “killing”, “drugs” and guns; but I grew up in the mafia around “regular people” and it's far greater than that. Mafia and occult families have been living this way since the beginning of civilization. Their portfolios and family history all have long lineages of these practices. Like Trump, with prostitution, pageants, and his father's family-owned brothels. Fronts for regularly practicing necrophilia, cannibalism, child and animal sacrifices, deception, prostitution, porn, grooming and programming. It's how they all have complicit and obedient wives and families. Women are trained to look the other way and grow accustomed to remaining silent about things they see and hear. Even if they don't agree with it or think it's wrong, they are expected to keep quiet and stay out of the way. Leaving no one for children to turn for help…

Written and Remembered by SRA Survivor, ‘Cheri’