Dolls

Today I thought about my dolls. I was soothed thinking about my dolls. I was thinking about how I was tortured. I thought about the cruelty of my torturers. My soul felt pain about how I was treated. I was ritually abused by Satanist. My torturers were Satanist and worshiped evil. My torturers were very evil and unkind and cruel. My torturers called me evil everyday and raped me when they called me evil. My torturers called me evil over and over. My torturers were very cruel to me. They called me evil over and over and they told me I was not a beautiful soul. My torturers threatened evil to me. My torturers threatened to harm my family. My torturers threatened to kidnap my family and torture them. My torturers even threatened a beautiful baby in my family named baby Gabrielle. My torturers threatened to burn me to deform me. My torturers threatened to kidnap my friends and torture them. My torturers told me that I was evil and that I was being harmed because I was evil. The words and threats of the torturers hurt my heart very much. I prayed to the Lord and he comforted me. The Lord told me that he has given me my dolls to comfort me. He said he gave me my doll May to comfort me. May looks like me. May is kind to me and a friend to me and my husband Caleb. My dolls are friends to me and my husband. My dolls soothe us each day and are a blessing.