Seattle and Bainbridge & Wenatchee

After I asked Alvaro to leave, when he cheated on me, I had people in Wenatchee try to get to me in more than one way.

The first thing the state workers did, within one month's time, was to say there was something wrong with me again. They had completely backed off until that point and then they totally reversed. I hadn't changed at all, it's just that the little deal the state workers wanted to work out, or the protection they thought I had, was gone.

The housemate involved, who was nutty herself, by all other witness accounts, did an illegal lock out on me and lied claiming I was waving knives and doing other things I've never done in my life. I was followed by police to a dance place where I danced with someone who the police seemed to know and then he wouldn't keep his hands off of me when I asked him to. I was lied about and charged with a crime I didn't commit--stealing a car and jailed, and then given sick inuendos to punish me for breaking up with Alvaro. This was done by guards. Visitation notes were written to sound like I had mental issues and I was then seeing marks of gang violence and abuse on my son's body, after Alvaro left, and he was getting sick as well. The state workers then blocked me from documenting the abuse to my son. Police illegally erased visitation footage of me and my son, when they illegally arrested me on false charges.

I ended up staying with some people who were, some, informants and had a couple connections to military and I started having health problems. Someone had a "Birthday cake" when it wasn't his birthday, after I was harmed. My memory cards and documentation of visits which stood in contrast to the actual notes, which made me sound bad, were stolen. I was being threatened again, to keep my mouth shut about "Judges" and other things. My life was being threatened and I was told I might not "get back to Wenatchee". People thought that leaving would be the end of me but they wouldn't say why. Then when I had to go out of the area for a "psych eval" which state people kept stalling on, I was followed and pursued by people I didn't know, and I was poisoned and also had other things happened.

It was at this time that while I was being severely harassed and even harmed, that after making it through, others wanted to discredit what I was saying and just lock me up in a psych ward. When I asked desperately for help, being afraid for my life as well as the life of my son, I was told by Witness Protection they could do nothing.

Certain FBI individuals in Seattle constantly blocked me from making a formal complaint or getting an investigation going. I had women over the phone say they refused to take my call. In person, there were other excuses. Police said they felt I was in danger and to call Witness Protection and with all that was happening to me and my son, all they said was, "Well maybe you had some ex-boyfriend..." and that was it. No one was helping me or my son.

I later found out that what people did to me in Seattle and Bainbridge, they also did to my son while we were miles apart from eachother. He had the same nail problems and had the same skin pigmentation problem.