I think the Gang of Seven killed my autobiography.
Deputy Sheriff Dan Mayland assured me several times that Rena was not attacking my blog in order to get all information about her removed. Dan seemed to go out of his way to assure me Rena wanted me to continue blogging about her. I am completely confused as to why she wants me to write wonderful and intimate things about her eighteen year old self, and, at the same time she demonizes me, takes out a stalking order so Dan will give me the message “Stay away from me!”
Now I get it. There is someone out there that Rena loves so deeply, that it is he whom she wants to show up at her death-bed, and recite the lines;
“I can not live without my life. I can not die without my soul.”
You see, Rena Victoria Easton is a Emily Bronte freak. She was reading Jane Eyre the…
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