Ya, I am sorry. I know it's not fun. Believe me, I am not an attention seeker with dirt like this. It is, however, very important to mention my kidnapping and little things or big things that are important about it, hopefully still finding my parents and family members, and belongings and getting these people in jail.
I was a kidnapped baby, and I had very loving parents who were very important people. And I didn't know this all my life, up to a certain point, of course, when I found out. And as a baby, I was taken from a far country, America, to Holland in Europe, where I was in their criminal network, so-called as a family. I was kidnapped for ransom, and later also a lot of trafficking. They are very dangerous people.
Well, when I at some point noticed, learned that I was poisoned and drugged, I no longer consumed the beverages and food and got my memory back. This is when I started reporting and working on a way to get out. I didn't have any normal way, there was no money. I couldn't ask anybody for help. So I just got to save up by working (on hair extensions) and pretending that I wasn't upset (after a while of being totally upset). I did that. And then I got away to America. I bought three plane tickets and thought, let them guess which one it is.
Well, I had to go back to the house that I thought was my family's house where I grew up because of the many burglaries in my newer home in Bloemendaal, a lovely village that I enjoyed staying so much. But before the move, I lived at a very nice place in Bloemendaal, but after that it was sort of a bad place where everything just repeated itself. I was out for, I don't know, half a year or a year, and I got extreme bills and I didn't even know where they came from. And it turned out that I was drugged all that time and I got away with a totally wrecked home and nothing but bills and a very sad, sad story. And I thought I would be safe there. I thought the bad man that lived there was gone and I would be all right, but it was not.
Well, once it went from actually pretty relaxing and seemingly good to worse and worse and worse, and then better and better, I explain that all in the video.
Well, in spite of the things you could think of happening and whatever you think of New York and America, it has been really, really tough and really, really nice and very, very flamboyantly classy and very, very harsh and poor. And that's because at first I had no idea where to make money. I ran out of my money and tried to get jobs everywhere. I'm not the type to ask for things, but I am a type to ask for work. And so I did nothing else but that and eventually learned how to find work there and started working. And I still work there now as a financer, commercial finance broker, I should say. I work there doing basically dat brokering, sales, new business development, and management of that whole thing myself. And I'm an associate there. So I'm doing really well, but yeah, it's always a struggle in New York. You really have to work hard to get there. I lost my poor cat in the process. I had only one thing and that was my cat. And I was afraid it would be dead as the other cat was murdered by them, so how ever silly I brought her along and she had, I swear, fun all the time. As soon as I bought her travel box, she sat in there all. the time, way before I left. And I will always remember her sweet, sweet face. Well, that was it. If you want to know any more, you can always ask me. I would love to tell the press or someone from the police, the FBI, the missing kids department, or a mother looking for her child, asking for advice. Anything. You can always call me. My number is 917-715-3163. And if you have trouble reaching me, I would definitely call the feds, the police, and tell them about it, because my phone should always ring and I always pick up for you.
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