A GOD AND BROTHER’S LOVE

This event took place somewhere in Silverado City, North Carolina on Glen Avenue in a big house in the year 1995 at 9:00 AM. This is a true story.. It is 9:00 AM; I just have been brutally raped and assaulted by my husband. I had foolishly married the devil. He’s a inhuman, a sick demented sociopath. My sister Teresa and I are in grave danger. We are alone in this house. The devil monster I had married is chopping weeds outside. He is talking very bad about me. How much he enjoyed raping and assaulting. His is laughing loudly. I quickly told my sister Teresa to lock all the doors and also the windows. Somehow I made it through the night. I crawled out of my bed. I walked very slowly to sit on the couch. The inside of my body felt like a hundred knives were cutting me up. I didn’t’ know you can be at that from the inside. My body felt like it was going to die on me. I told my sister Teresa whatever happens, don’t open the door and window. I started to pray to our God, asking God to save us from the sociopath. I told God to bring me a savior. Suddenly we both hear a knock at the door. My sister looks through the peep hole of the door. I quickly panic. Then my sister Teresa said, It’s our brother’s friend. I said open the door for God’s sake. His name is Edward Stone, childhood beloved friend and brother. My sister Teresa called the police and medics are on the way. Edward saw a look of the devil and pooped and peed in his pants. The monster took off when he saw the police. He ran so fast, that no one could catch him. Behold right in my fact was Edward my mighty savior. God had answered our prayers. I didn’t set a chance to press charges on him. He was gone for 4 days. Edward left a note explaining what happened. Edward said in a controlled and serious voice, I am going to get him; he can run all he wants, but can’t hide my wrath. When he returns I will be waiting. The medics helped me into the gurney and off to the hospital.