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Hello, sir. My false name is Lucille, this name I made up several years ago. I am a man, but I have been living as a woman for the past 20 years.
My real name is Luciano, I am writing to you to let you know that what you have written here is truth. I am having my friend type this for me. While I tell her my experience. I would like to share it with you and any body that wants to hear this.
On February the 14th I had been working the streets for several days with no rest over in Fort Worth TX. By working I mean that I am a transvestite prostitute. I do this to support a drug habit that I have had since childhood. On February 14th I bought some bad meth from someone that I didn't know and I had a bad reaction and lucky for me it happened in front of a liquor store and someone called the ambulance.
Anyway as I lay on the ground I began to slip away into a dark hole that was right there on the ground underneath me. There was nothing there before, but the earth opened up and I found myself falling down and it seemed forever. I could not hold on to anything to stop myself. Finally I hit a bottom, it was very dark and cold down there, a cold that I had never felt before and I used to live in Michigan and I had lived on the street up there too. This cold was different because you could not see breath in front of you.
I stood up and started walking, at first I thought I must be seeing things, then I kept thinking that someone had hit me over the head and dragged me into there basement, this had happened to me before. I started yelling and cursing to let me out. I began to see lights far away so I started walking towards it and I saw people inside the light. Then I noticed that they were inside fire. It was a huge fire pit I began to see really close to the people.They were all yelling and cursing and fighting and trying to get out. I turned around and started to run away, but something caught my wig, being a wig I was able to separate from that and kept running but it was very hard to move like I was trying to run through water or something heavy was on me. I ran the fastest that I could. I did not get very far. I became very tired and I looked over to my left and I saw something that was so horrible, I can only describe it as a monster, but worse than any monster that you see on the television. This was special like in that it was real and you aren't supposed to see it. But I could see it and it was looking right through me and it hated me worse than any hate that I could ever know and I am a hateful person I know that now. Or I was. I felt so afraid so scared that this thing was there and it was real.
I sat down on the floor and I began to cry. The monster started talking to me, it began to curse me and tell me that I was all his and that I would always be his. It said that he was the cause of all pain in my life. It said that it would always kill me over and over. While I was on the floor I remembered a man on the street several years ago was talking to me about god, I had said that he was nuts and that he was wasting my time. I remembered one last thing that he said to me before I walked away, he said, If you find yourself in trouble call on the name of Jesus Christ and he will help you no matter what your problem is.
So I said out loud, Jesus Christ help me! That thing the monster jumped back like something hit him in the chest and it slammed him against the wall behind him. I was able to get up and I looked up and I saw a light coming from the top somewhere, I thought that maybe whoever had dragged me down into that attic was opening the door. It was not a door it was a light coming from the other side of the earth. I saw the light as bright as a sun but only smaller and it came down there and I saw the face of the Jesus Christ like on the picture frames at Mexicans homes. His eyes were gold colored and like light they could see through me and I felt love like never before. I asked him If he was there to help me and he said yes. I was so happy that I began to cry and he said I love you and I want you to live with me. He picked me up and he took me out of there really fast like I could not ever done.
Then I was awake for awile inside the ambulance and I saw these two young guys with the paddles. I was like what is going on. Then I passed out again and I woke up in the hospital the next day. The medic had told the doctors that he had found me blue faced and no pulse. The police was standing there lookin at me and told him he's dead. So he almost just said he's dead and they just tell the police and they let them write a report and they just take you to the hospital morgue, but he said that he felt sorry for me, because I looked so messed up and he thought this could be my little brother and he went ahed and started putting air with the thing they put in your mouth and they pump air in there. Then he said he went ahead and put the paddles on and gave me schock and they said that they had a weak pulse after that and then it just became stronger inside the van when they were taking me and that s when I woke up. The doctor told me the next day that I was supposed to be dead and that I should get help because this is a wake up call. I told him. I know that now for sure. I said to him that I went to hell and that I saw Jesus And that he helped me out. The doctor said that i was hallucinating, i told him that is no way that because I saw him with my eyes and he was real just like me and you. I said I done did all kinds of drugs and I never had nothing like this happened and I was real in a real place.
I called a friend and he went and got the priest and he wnt and prayed for me. I felt a little better and then I went to a friends home and she said that she would call her friend who goes to church and she came over and when I told her what had happened to me she said. You need Jesus Christ in side you. So I went ahead and said Jesus Christ be inside me and i'm sorry for being gay. And cursing and all of that stuff that I did before. When i was down there I saw that lots of people were falling down there and they were just falling there and no one was helping them. I think if maybe that man on the street was to tell them what he told me maybe they could still be here with us. I have been clean for a month now that's the longest that I ever been, I read my bible everyday now. I don't dress out no more like I use to and I dont do that no more. I quit that right after I seen waht I seen. I quit meth about two months after that all the way. I quit smokin pot a month ago. I stopped drinkin two weeks ago.
I feel preety good especially when I see some of the preachers on the cable tv. Only now I have trouble finding a job. I just wanted this for people around to know. I tell people all the time now that this is real and they should do right. I also tell them that Jesus THE Christ is can help them no matter what problems they have. They should call on him and he can help you.
Please pray for my friend. He needs more prayer from you all if you can please. He used to go by the street name Lucille Ball.
My real name is Luciano, I am writing to you to let you know that what you have written here is truth. I am having my friend type this for me. While I tell her my experience. I would like to share it with you and any body that wants to hear this.
On February the 14th I had been working the streets for several days with no rest over in Fort Worth TX. By working I mean that I am a transvestite prostitute. I do this to support a drug habit that I have had since childhood. On February 14th I bought some bad meth from someone that I didn't know and I had a bad reaction and lucky for me it happened in front of a liquor store and someone called the ambulance.
Anyway as I lay on the ground I began to slip away into a dark hole that was right there on the ground underneath me. There was nothing there before, but the earth opened up and I found myself falling down and it seemed forever. I could not hold on to anything to stop myself. Finally I hit a bottom, it was very dark and cold down there, a cold that I had never felt before and I used to live in Michigan and I had lived on the street up there too. This cold was different because you could not see breath in front of you.
I stood up and started walking, at first I thought I must be seeing things, then I kept thinking that someone had hit me over the head and dragged me into there basement, this had happened to me before. I started yelling and cursing to let me out. I began to see lights far away so I started walking towards it and I saw people inside the light. Then I noticed that they were inside fire. It was a huge fire pit I began to see really close to the people.They were all yelling and cursing and fighting and trying to get out. I turned around and started to run away, but something caught my wig, being a wig I was able to separate from that and kept running but it was very hard to move like I was trying to run through water or something heavy was on me. I ran the fastest that I could. I did not get very far. I became very tired and I looked over to my left and I saw something that was so horrible, I can only describe it as a monster, but worse than any monster that you see on the television. This was special like in that it was real and you aren't supposed to see it. But I could see it and it was looking right through me and it hated me worse than any hate that I could ever know and I am a hateful person I know that now. Or I was. I felt so afraid so scared that this thing was there and it was real.
I sat down on the floor and I began to cry. The monster started talking to me, it began to curse me and tell me that I was all his and that I would always be his. It said that he was the cause of all pain in my life. It said that it would always kill me over and over. While I was on the floor I remembered a man on the street several years ago was talking to me about god, I had said that he was nuts and that he was wasting my time. I remembered one last thing that he said to me before I walked away, he said, If you find yourself in trouble call on the name of Jesus Christ and he will help you no matter what your problem is.
So I said out loud, Jesus Christ help me! That thing the monster jumped back like something hit him in the chest and it slammed him against the wall behind him. I was able to get up and I looked up and I saw a light coming from the top somewhere, I thought that maybe whoever had dragged me down into that attic was opening the door. It was not a door it was a light coming from the other side of the earth. I saw the light as bright as a sun but only smaller and it came down there and I saw the face of the Jesus Christ like on the picture frames at Mexicans homes. His eyes were gold colored and like light they could see through me and I felt love like never before. I asked him If he was there to help me and he said yes. I was so happy that I began to cry and he said I love you and I want you to live with me. He picked me up and he took me out of there really fast like I could not ever done.
Then I was awake for awile inside the ambulance and I saw these two young guys with the paddles. I was like what is going on. Then I passed out again and I woke up in the hospital the next day. The medic had told the doctors that he had found me blue faced and no pulse. The police was standing there lookin at me and told him he's dead. So he almost just said he's dead and they just tell the police and they let them write a report and they just take you to the hospital morgue, but he said that he felt sorry for me, because I looked so messed up and he thought this could be my little brother and he went ahed and started putting air with the thing they put in your mouth and they pump air in there. Then he said he went ahead and put the paddles on and gave me schock and they said that they had a weak pulse after that and then it just became stronger inside the van when they were taking me and that s when I woke up. The doctor told me the next day that I was supposed to be dead and that I should get help because this is a wake up call. I told him. I know that now for sure. I said to him that I went to hell and that I saw Jesus And that he helped me out. The doctor said that i was hallucinating, i told him that is no way that because I saw him with my eyes and he was real just like me and you. I said I done did all kinds of drugs and I never had nothing like this happened and I was real in a real place.
I called a friend and he went and got the priest and he wnt and prayed for me. I felt a little better and then I went to a friends home and she said that she would call her friend who goes to church and she came over and when I told her what had happened to me she said. You need Jesus Christ in side you. So I went ahead and said Jesus Christ be inside me and i'm sorry for being gay. And cursing and all of that stuff that I did before. When i was down there I saw that lots of people were falling down there and they were just falling there and no one was helping them. I think if maybe that man on the street was to tell them what he told me maybe they could still be here with us. I have been clean for a month now that's the longest that I ever been, I read my bible everyday now. I don't dress out no more like I use to and I dont do that no more. I quit that right after I seen waht I seen. I quit meth about two months after that all the way. I quit smokin pot a month ago. I stopped drinkin two weeks ago.
I feel preety good especially when I see some of the preachers on the cable tv. Only now I have trouble finding a job. I just wanted this for people around to know. I tell people all the time now that this is real and they should do right. I also tell them that Jesus THE Christ is can help them no matter what problems they have. They should call on him and he can help you.
Please pray for my friend. He needs more prayer from you all if you can please. He used to go by the street name Lucille Ball.
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