A tiny, squeaky voice slipped beneath my blanket, claiming to be my dearest friend. This elusive, unseen imp moved swiftly throughout my home, creating chaos and turning my family against each other.
Yes, you are
indeed a short sneaky little dwarf who danced on the edge of danger, whispering
into my children’s ears leading my loved ones astray.
Even after
seeking forgiveness at the church, you persisted in abusing my trust, going so
far as to sleeping in my bed. Your nails grazed too closely, clawing at my legs, and
instinctively I knew something was not right. Though initially shocked, my
suspicions were eventually validated.
After your
true character was revealed, you fled like a scared child, leaving in your wake
a trail of anguish and immense heartache in your wake. Oh, how I yearn for the
day, you will feel that same pain that you have so freely given to others.
As you
persist in seeking your next prey and spreading fear, I often wonder how those
who commit these heinous acts evade accountability, and continue their reign of
terror without remorse.
I can only
imagine, that great feeling of satisfaction, when those who seek evil, suffer
the same repercussions that they have inflicted on others.
I say let
justice prevail and may you get what you so rightly deserve! Yes, this is my
strong desire! May your mask drop to the floor for all those to see.….
Your
identity is known, Tracey.
😮😱😮😱 You took off the mask! 🎭 👏🏼 YESSS! I love how you write! ❤️
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