My Children Taken by a Child Kidnapping Scheme and Money Making Ring

April 12th, 2014

FAKE NEWS for the Zionist agenda

This photo is a photo taken at a visit. I was given an hour a week. Not knowing I could have received more time… Until I hired a lawyer.

Day 8 of Child Abuse Awareness Month: Now I am deciding that I am going to get personal.

I thought about it for a minute and was going to not do this. But being most of my friends list is either family or advocates, I am going to share my family’s story of abuse and corruption in the courts.

And this is meant to inspire others to never give up no matter what you are going through. In April of 2007, I decided to go take a look at a cabin in Ocean Shores, Washington. It needed work done on it and it was a stones throw away from the beach. Perfect for my son. Our previous home was robbed. Door kicked in.

Things stolen. And we needed a break and this was what I thought was a good opportunity to go work, stay in the cabin for free, make some money,and possibly head to Norway in the next 6 months. I really wanted something different for my children and Oslo was looking good. I had a friend there looking into all we needed to move there and thrive with my children.

Well, we were there for a few days. I will never forget this day as long as I live. Even if the hell never began, this day I would always say I would remember. It was warm. The kids were playing on the beach. Espyn was only two and she was screaming her head off at the tide. It was just a blast. My friend came to get us because she wanted us to go to a meeting with her in another local town. Aberdeen, Washington. I didn’t want to go. The kids were having too much fun. I was having fun.

But she begged and reminded me that we could get some good deals on toys for the kids to play with on the beach after the meeting and so I agreed. I took them back to the cabin and we showered quickly and left. After her meeting we went to a few local stores.

We sat in the parking lot of a Top foods and debated on Top or Safeway. I wanted Top, she wanted Safeway. Fine, we go to Safeway and I immediately go to the deli to get Gavyn some dinner- it was Chinese and the red sauce was leaking so the woman working in the deli put the food in a shallow soda box which I used as my shopping cart.

I went to look for my friend with the kids tagging along and the next thing you know, I am being followed. I am thinking, he must think I am stealing? He was in every isle I was in. I kinda laughed and told my friend, he thinks I am stealing. Well, long story short as poss, he did think so. He stopped me, this is all being filmed. And no, I had not left the store.

We were cuffed and lead away to jail after my friend was thrown at the wall and crying and being cussed out. She did know I was a thief? We were thrown in a cage at the local jail and the kids were somewhere else in the jail. I could hear them as I was getting finger printed and bawling my head off.

One officer came out to calm me down and told me that my son says he’s okay because he knows he’s going to the beach with me the next day and to calm down, I will be okay and be released. CPS comes in and tells me the kids will stay in a foster home and I will be released the next day and I can have my kids back. It doesn’t calm me down at all. The next day? I’ve never left Espyn. Barely Gavyn. They don’t know where they are? Who are they are going to? Espyn is still nursing? They don’t know these people? We didn’t steal?

I was so confused and in hysterics nothing could calm me down. They put my friend and I in a tiny cell with several other woman. I took the mat off the top bunk and laid it on the floor by my friend and waited to be lead into court the next day. Both of us had our hands and feet shackled.

As soon as we were released (later charges were dropped) we learned where the local CPS was and ran I think as fast as we have ever ran in our lives to get to the kids. Nope! For 15 minutes they said they did not know who these children were. Panic set in again and I began freaking out.

After 15 minutes of demanding my children back two woman came out and stayed behind a glass window and said I had to take a urinalysis because I was high… HIGH? What??? You have GOT to be kidding me!

I demanded a quick dip and I wanted the results back right now. I wanted my kids back right now! They said no, they do things their way and the UA takes 4 days. 4 more days… 4 more days without my children. I was suicidal right away. It’s not my way of thinking but I was not thinking straight. I was crazy without my children.

Ironically the day before CPS from Bellevue, Washington had called to see if I could come get my boys from their father due to abuse/neglect. What is going on??? So I cannot get my children for 4 days. I do not sleep. I cry all the time. I cannot think. My parents are too far away. My brother is too far away. I feel now trapped at the beach. I can’t get my boys. I can’t move.

This goes on from April 2007 until January 2009. I hire a lawyer because I am served termination. I refused to comply with CPS and go to Domestic Violence classes. They FUDGE all my chemical dependency evaluations. One evaluator even called me to let me know that a social worker had argued with him that I was a convicted felon with an extensive criminal history just because he passed me in my evaluation… When he phoned me I was blown away.

We hired a lawyer and he asked CPS for my case file. He told me that there was really not much hope and that he would do what he could. Until he read my case file. Immediately I was phoned and he told me- not only are we going to fight for these kids and he is going to expose CPS’s lies to keep them in their care, but the abuse that they were aware of.

Kids living with a felon. They revoked his license as a foster parent and the next week gave it back. We discovered my daughter slept in a dark and messy basement with the foster father and her room was down there and so was his recent and new add-on. He didn’t sleep with his wife upstairs. He slept with my baby girl instead. She was molested.

One social worker noted that he felt there was some molestation going on in the home and then the kids were pulled from counseling. The neighbors were calling CPS. They would arrive with the kids outside, unable to arouse anyone in the house, because he was intoxicated. Gavyn had a red bump on his forehead and the foster father said, he just couldn’t handle the children.

We learned that Gavyn was picked up by the head and thrown into a wall. We learned that the children had to stand for hours against the wall ‘like soldiers’, and ‘couldn’t move a muscle’ as the kids put it, for hours. If their legs buckled they were beat. If Espyn cried, she had water ready by her to be dumped over her head. At one point an entire pot of hot, soapy, water, was dumped on her head for crying.

Their mattresses were taken away from them. My daughter slept with no blankets and across slats and Gavyn on a desk without blankets.

Foster parents violated all the rules. Rules for corporal punishment that they signed and agreed to time-outs. The foster father showed a few family members that visited the kids how he could hack into my online accounts and would get angry with me when I deleted them. I can’t put into words how this has changed my life, and this is why I am here doing what I am doing today. It’s not because

I am morbid. I care. I care a lot. It’s not because I am depressing, I am fighting. With the help of my mentor and lawyer, David, we obtained custody of the children in June 2009. From there is gets pretty hectic with more details that will set me back if I even go there.

I will just say this, we had a legal team that were true warriors. Absolute warriors. I am still in touch with them. We filed our lawsuit in 2010, officially. We worked behind the scenes day in and day out until we finally filed and ended up settling in mediation in January of 2013. I never thought I’d see that day.

Not for any reason other than my kids received justice a little. But my main goal was to inspire other parents, innocent parents to fight! 1% go back and sue… They are afraid of retaliation,rightfully so. What was done to us can never be mended.

There was a video of my daughter produced to the mediator to this day, I refuse to view. I left the room when they played it for him. I never want to see this. He came out looking more than disturbed. I settled for my children. Why force them to face their abusers? Money wasn’t going to fix this anyhow. It just won’t. But we are moving forward.

We also have had many, many, friends we thank from the bottom of my hearts who helped get us through these days. I could have just laid down and died many times, but I had too many friends lifting me up.

I am mostly driven to help abused children from our experiences and victims of Child ‘Protective’ Services. I know what it’s like and I have always said, it’s like those people cut off your feet and ask you to walk a million miles to get to your children. I do believe in the protection of the truly abused.

But it will not happen until changes are made in the system and the ONLY children focused on are the children who truly need our help. This is a billion dollar industry. The child kidnapping ring, the money making scheme. My kids look clean in this photo- that is because after learning of the molestation and abuse- they were promptly removed temporarily to my beautiful cousin who took them before they came home.

In other visits they were dirty, stinky actually, and I had to change them in the library bathroom for visits… Before you get angry with someone and use CPS as a tool- I advise you to reconsider. I do not advise turning a blind eye against abuse. No, not ever.

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