☼TameMySoul☼
06-03-2008, 07:53 PM
Dairy entry one
Year: 2008
No one ever wants to talk about the truth, no one really wants to know the truth... Why is that? We root for who ever we think is the good guy, we could be routing for the devil himself but not know it because people would perceive him as a saint... Why? Because we don’t care to look for the truth, we don’t want to search... we want to let the people who’s job is to do so to do it for us. But what if the ones responsible to do that isn’t trust worthy? Who’s going to check out the truth on them?
No one... or at least that we care..
Sometimes there are a few who do care, who do search and try to show everyone the truth... But they end up getting caught by those trying to hide to truth and they tell everyone that person is evil when it’s really them who are the evil ones... But we would never know because we trust the ones who are suppose to protect us.
I’m one of the people who try to expose the truth, after I found out the truth which destroyed my life... Those of who are evil tried to get me to be quiet and it worked for some time, but I escaped and now it’s been teen years of being on the road, running...
Why am I writing this? So you can know the truth...
This is my story...
The Ice Files
1980 Palmary, West Virginia
My parents in which names I can not release were both doctors, my father a Bio Technician and my mother a Medical Doctor, both of whom worked for the government with two other colleagues.
My Parents team was part of a project that would reverse the effects of illnesses... A serum that would counteract and reverse what ever attacked the human body and fight it off, making the person well. But this project had gone on long before my parents had joined the team but high hopes were still in play as they worked continuously until one day my mother figured out an missing element that should have been there all along and putting it in was great discovery, but at the same time the worst.
The serum did as they wanted, it attacked and reverse the weakness in blood but to their surprise it did much more... It actually made it even more stronger than a normal level for a human beings which caught the eye of the military front and others...
I’m not sure of everything that happen because I wasn’t there, I wasn’t even born, but with the information I have gathered a woman named Jessica who worked for my mother had already knew about this and had sold the serum to another organization and had someone come in and sabotage the project...
It was done as my mother got the cross fire of a blast that submerged her into a pool of the toxic serum as she was six months pregnant with myself and my sister of which was told she died. My mother got buried in rubble as the building caught on fire and collapsed... Surprisingly she came out alive but had to deliver my sister and I early.
The police report said that a short in the electrical system caused the safety locks on the toxins and cause them to over heat and explode... Several turned up dead and that included Jessica... but you know better.
After that the government closed the project and my parents were approached by a man known only as Black, which suits him well since that seems to be what his soul is. He offered for them to continue their work but my parents turned him down, for years he came and they’d say no.
Between that time when I was four my parents went to the place they would work at it they accepted his offer, that’s where I first meet Devon, a kind and gentle person who had this inner sadness about himself but tried to cheer up everyone... I could hardly believe even at four that he was Black’s brother.
I still remember that day, like yesterday.. Devon offered to take me to see where I’d be at while mom and dad worked, even at the age I was, I felt I could trust him. That was one of the most darkest days as someone had set up for a marksmen to take out Devon... A marksmen by the name of Matthew Yoder, but as he aimed at Devon from afar he paused as he saw me, thoughts ran through his mind of how it could effect me to have someone shot right in front of me... Putting away hit gun something happened, another shooter perhaps, I’m not sure but a fire was shot and caused the catwalk we were on to flip over, throwing us down twenty feet to the cold white floor... It happened so fast but I remember his arms going around me and the word spinning... then nothing.
I don’t remember much after that, somehow I survived... I was told he didn’t... I cried...
After that I had dreams, about what happened, and about other things... but mainly about a boy of whom I’d never seen... Of a boy with wings...
*This is all for now, it’s not safe for me to be here right now, when I am in a safe location I shall right more... but until then know the truth... know that though you go on with your lives truths are being covered up, people are being silenced all because the evil people out there want to stay in control... Don’t let them control you...
Ice Out
Year: 2008
No one ever wants to talk about the truth, no one really wants to know the truth... Why is that? We root for who ever we think is the good guy, we could be routing for the devil himself but not know it because people would perceive him as a saint... Why? Because we don’t care to look for the truth, we don’t want to search... we want to let the people who’s job is to do so to do it for us. But what if the ones responsible to do that isn’t trust worthy? Who’s going to check out the truth on them?
No one... or at least that we care..
Sometimes there are a few who do care, who do search and try to show everyone the truth... But they end up getting caught by those trying to hide to truth and they tell everyone that person is evil when it’s really them who are the evil ones... But we would never know because we trust the ones who are suppose to protect us.
I’m one of the people who try to expose the truth, after I found out the truth which destroyed my life... Those of who are evil tried to get me to be quiet and it worked for some time, but I escaped and now it’s been teen years of being on the road, running...
Why am I writing this? So you can know the truth...
This is my story...
The Ice Files
1980 Palmary, West Virginia
My parents in which names I can not release were both doctors, my father a Bio Technician and my mother a Medical Doctor, both of whom worked for the government with two other colleagues.
My Parents team was part of a project that would reverse the effects of illnesses... A serum that would counteract and reverse what ever attacked the human body and fight it off, making the person well. But this project had gone on long before my parents had joined the team but high hopes were still in play as they worked continuously until one day my mother figured out an missing element that should have been there all along and putting it in was great discovery, but at the same time the worst.
The serum did as they wanted, it attacked and reverse the weakness in blood but to their surprise it did much more... It actually made it even more stronger than a normal level for a human beings which caught the eye of the military front and others...
I’m not sure of everything that happen because I wasn’t there, I wasn’t even born, but with the information I have gathered a woman named Jessica who worked for my mother had already knew about this and had sold the serum to another organization and had someone come in and sabotage the project...
It was done as my mother got the cross fire of a blast that submerged her into a pool of the toxic serum as she was six months pregnant with myself and my sister of which was told she died. My mother got buried in rubble as the building caught on fire and collapsed... Surprisingly she came out alive but had to deliver my sister and I early.
The police report said that a short in the electrical system caused the safety locks on the toxins and cause them to over heat and explode... Several turned up dead and that included Jessica... but you know better.
After that the government closed the project and my parents were approached by a man known only as Black, which suits him well since that seems to be what his soul is. He offered for them to continue their work but my parents turned him down, for years he came and they’d say no.
Between that time when I was four my parents went to the place they would work at it they accepted his offer, that’s where I first meet Devon, a kind and gentle person who had this inner sadness about himself but tried to cheer up everyone... I could hardly believe even at four that he was Black’s brother.
I still remember that day, like yesterday.. Devon offered to take me to see where I’d be at while mom and dad worked, even at the age I was, I felt I could trust him. That was one of the most darkest days as someone had set up for a marksmen to take out Devon... A marksmen by the name of Matthew Yoder, but as he aimed at Devon from afar he paused as he saw me, thoughts ran through his mind of how it could effect me to have someone shot right in front of me... Putting away hit gun something happened, another shooter perhaps, I’m not sure but a fire was shot and caused the catwalk we were on to flip over, throwing us down twenty feet to the cold white floor... It happened so fast but I remember his arms going around me and the word spinning... then nothing.
I don’t remember much after that, somehow I survived... I was told he didn’t... I cried...
After that I had dreams, about what happened, and about other things... but mainly about a boy of whom I’d never seen... Of a boy with wings...
*This is all for now, it’s not safe for me to be here right now, when I am in a safe location I shall right more... but until then know the truth... know that though you go on with your lives truths are being covered up, people are being silenced all because the evil people out there want to stay in control... Don’t let them control you...
Ice Out