Laguna Hills High School

[Anon]

i dont know if anyone has realized this or not, but i took a look and LDD site www.agreatawakening.com and did some research. On the front page there is LDD and some other "gurus" on the right hand side of the page. After research i have found that both Sri Swami Vishwananda and Swami Kriyanda have had many allegations against them for sexual charges with their followers/disciples at their ashrams. Vishwananda even had to disband his organization. Looks like LDD is connected to other gurus who do the same perverted sexual offenses.

[FD two]

Yes, Thank you,'my love for Jasha' for your words and support for Cosibella. It is not easy for anyone to stand up and face those that have been controlling them. It is not an easy thing to leave. Outside loving support is essential! I wish Cosibella and the girls all the best in the next phase of their life.

To Anon in Batavia NY,.... Not only those 'gurus' but how about Sai Baba!? One of the largest perpetrators of accused sexual abuse. Sai Baba is idolized in the LDD ashram. LDD even told me that SB gave him information that he was the Messiah (Christ)! Of course this was 'channelled in a telepathic state'.
Interesting how sexual abuse is the foundation to almost every religious organization from the lowest level to the top Secret Societies. Could it be this is how they get their 'power'?
Do the research, people! LDD's little guru cult is just one of the ways that control is imposed upon us. It is easy to fall into the trap. Look around! Yes,'the truth shall set you free'!!!

Jasha Japp-Young, rest in peace, beautiful soul! May your passing not be in vain!

[Thankful]

I haven't checked the updates here for so long. I can't even begin to tell you how relieved I am to hear that Bella and the girls have left him.
My relief is only tainted by the sadness that she wasn't able to leave before Jasha's death. My heart still aches for that boy.

Is it true they've reopened the case? Can anyone confirm this for sure?

[Archangel Flyer]

New web site which has very good production.

http://fishyclues.blogspot.com/

Does anybody know the author of this website?

[RAS]

Great blog...
I don't know who the author is but he's clearly a student at Laguna Hills, I'm guessing.
Any news on the new investigation?

[Archangel Flyer]

I have some important news. Really really freaky unbelievable things have been happening in co-ordination with "special dates" which affect Louix and his call signs or what he calls "tethers". Many of you don't know me but I have got quite a reputation for being able to make certain predictions and interpretation of data from events such as these, notably writing to louix just days before the 2006 Tsunami happened.

A few days ago, on my birthday, parts of my home town were devastated entirely by a freaky super-cell storm system which meteorologists called "the perfect storm". It was the worst storm in 35 years and a state of disaster was declared as many people lost houses.
At the same time local newspapers were reporting the perfect storm in my home town, they also reported another (as they quoted) "perfect storm" in California when bushfires destroyed lots of homes under "perfect storm conditions". Ironically on both sides of the pacific the damage was maximised in areas where the most affluent people live.

Then three days after that, which is Cosibella's birthday, my home town, got yet another storm which produced the most incredible rainfall I have ever seen - and caused the most severe flooding in the same city since 1974. It targeted yet more "affluent" suburbs.

On the same day as that, a super freaky accident happened at this mansion like home in THE poshest suburb in my home town - a balcony collapsed and 27 mothers celbrating their sons graduation from the most exlusive old money school in this town were badly injured - one died.

What is so super freaky is that not only do I and Cosibella share a 3 day gap in our birthdays but my beloved's birthday is 3 days before Louix.

So, here is my observation. We have wind and water (storm 1 Australia), fire and water (fire storm California), water and water (flooding Austtralia)....As sure as day follows night someone on the planet is about to experience earth and water drama, possibly earthquake? flooding?

Anyway its due sometime now and Louix's birthday 17th December.

I know it sounds like Harry Potter but its real and it also says to me something quite catastrophic or severe is happening in California at Louix's home too.

[My Love 4 Jasha]

Today, November 29th would have marked Jasha's 17th Birthday. His light still shines on those left behind. His purpose in life and mission continues. In remembrance, a candle is being lit and placed at his neighborhood memorial. Please take a moment to pause, think and act in a kind way.

Jash - you are not forgotten. Rest in peace sweet one........

[Laguna K Girl]

im a senior at LHHS and was a friend of Jasha. Jasha- nobody will ever forget you and the joy you brought to our lives. Happy Birthday my angel.

[People who care]

HEY ELA!!!

Where are you now?

Are you living with LDD?

Is your mom living with LDD?

You need to be with your friends and your support system, it is no time for you to be taken to yet another location. When you get the support it is not time to leave it, it is time to stay with your friends and/or grandparents. We know your grandparents must hate LDD.

Anyone in contact with Ela, have her read this post please.

[Archangel Flyer]

Our love to jasha this Christmas. We all light an extra candle or say an extra prayer because you are with us in this Christmas season in spirit.

Love

[ela]

this is a very rough draft of the begining of my story, its rough so the grammar might need some work, i just wrote it all down as fast as i could.
im living in kauai with my mum and ariel. we are fine and away from louix! im extremly happy and no need to worry. this is my version of my story so i dont need negative comments please.
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On March 21st 2007, I lost the most important person to me in the world. If I could explain the years of agony and sorry and confusion you probably wouldn’t believe me. Jasha Japp-Young was my big brother, not just my brother but my best friend. The only person I trusted and told everything to. Describing him to people is so hard, the only words I could ever think of are amazing, funny, smart, caring, and the best brother you could ask for. Like all siblings we had our moments, of “I’m never talking to you again” and constant bickering, even the occasional physical fights, but I swear on my life not once did Jasha EVER disappoint me. He always had my back, always gave me the best advice and always proved himself to be my favorite person in the world. We would adventure out into the pouring rain, go for long walks on our grandparents’ farm, listen to new music we found, play cards games, wrestle, and even just sitting in each other’s company would change my day around. My favorite part was he let me be a part of his world, we could dress up and pretend to be anyone we wanted; we could run as fast as we could to escape the real world. He was my getaway, the only reason I stayed on the planet. He never let us feel sorry for ourselves, it was always him saying “When I’m eighteen we will run away”“we will get through this” Even if he was having a horrible day he cared more about me. He was fun, that’s what comes to my mind every time I think of him, every memory that comes to mind are of us doing something crazy, and having FUN. Even with the life we were living, we found a way to stay happy, we had each other.

[ela]

We had our horrible times too, we lost our father. Dad died before I was born and jash was three. We lived with mum in Australia for the first 5 years of my life, and then one day mum told us she was going to America to meet Louix Dor Dempriey. We stayed with our gran while she was away and when she returned she told us she was married and we were moving to America. So we packed up and left, we arrived in California to live in Laguna Beach. Louix seemed like an okay guy, considering I was only 5 and didn’t really understand at all what was happening . Life was good when I was 5 and growing up, I don’t even really remember how I felt when I first got there and the two years to follow. But I started realizing the truth as I grew up. When we moved to our house in Laguna Hills, I remember questioning things like, having photos of Louix everywhere! In almost every room was a big photo of him! Even when I saw him every day I had to have a photo of him in my room. Can you imagine my friends questions? Why is your stepdad on your wall? Why is he wearing a gown? After this I stopped inviting friend over, and became closer to Jasha. I remember when Jasha refused to have a photo of louix in his room, Louix sent him to La Serra, another of Louix’s followers house. Jasha was forced to live there, and clean and work. He told me when he returned home that when he had tried to make a little game with a basket and a paper ball he had made, they took it away from him claiming “he wasn’t allowed to have any fun”
Louix also had us say prayers to him, like 108 Pranananda Oms. Pranananda was louixs Avatar name. Louix claimed to be Christ’s second coming. Every morning and every night he made us say prayers he had written and worship him. There were always people in my house, his disciples. They were always cleaning and cooking and gardening and obeying his every command. He treated them like animals, barking commands and being so controlling over the littlest things. We were given lines as punishment. Writing sometimes thousands of sentences over and over again for like not putting our shoes away neatly enough, having attitude, refusing to participate in Ashram activates. I remember I was in the play Cinderella, I was only in third grade and so excited about being in the last scene wearing a ballroom gown. Louix forced me to wear an outfit from India he had brought. I really didn’t want to but he made me. He always wore long dresses and gown form India and Africa which wasn’t a problem at home but when he decided to come to my school with all my friends’ parents and teachers, it had a very big impact on my social life. Everyone thought my family were freaks, or at least that’s all I felt. I was embarrassed to go the any school events. Jasha felt exactly the same way, and we often talked about how weird people must think we were. Every time we had to go into public, we would stick together and walk as far behind louix as possible. We started to completely disagree with his beliefs. We started to rebel. And for that we were punished. I was punished beyond my wildest imagination.

[ela]

Part of me wishes me and jasha would have just run away, and never gone back. Or told someone what was happening and gotten out of there. I wonder, would my brother still be here?
Certain punishments come to mind, mostly these were jashas punishments, seeing as he was older than me, and really truly had a strong hatred for louix. I tried as much as possible to stay out of trouble, seeing as I had no friends and nowhere to go. It was easier for me than for jasha.
Louix once gave him 5,000 lines, and the only breaks he could have were to listen to louixs tapes. Jasha was forced to eat of a dog bowl when he spoke out against louix once, he had to sit in the corner like an animal. He constanly had to miss out on things, like partys and going out because louix wouldn’t let him leave the house. For his birthday one year Louix made Jasha clean the entire front year and back yard. Louix made us attend his disciple training that lasted sometimes for 5 to six hours, of louix just talking about himself and his teachings. During school holidays he made us moved around to each of his followers’ house. There were 4 houses and all the kids in the ashram had to move each week from one house to another. Our summers were the one time we could get away and see our friends and louix took that away from us too. He planned our everyday and we were forced to participate, is we refused he would threaten us with not going to Australia to see our family, or lines, or being grounded.
Let me just make one thing clear, because in the 6th grade there was a rumor started that I said louix molested jasha, this was a complete misunderstanding, in fact one of my friends said it to another girl who told her mother. The words never came out of my mouth. Louix was never physically abusive to me or jasha as far as I know. And believe me I knew my brother, he was a black belt in Tai Kwon Do, he could and would have killed louix is he ever touched either one of us. No, louix was not physical, he was mentally abusive. He knew what to say to make you do anything, or feel anything. He is an actor, he can get inside your head and complety mess you up. He is the most controlling, conniving, deceitful person I have ever met. He is the biggest hypocrite I know.
It’s the little things he did that had the biggest impact on us. Like talk down to my mother, force her to write lines too, tell her she was a horrible mother and she needed him. Tell us over and over again he was our father, and force us to call him dad. If we ever called him louix, hell would break loose. He would tell us we couldn’t survive without him, and my dad never really was my dad because he died and never supplied for me like he did. He would nitpick at everything. Everything had to be perfect everything had to be his way. He took away the joys in life, Jasha had just complete tai kwon do, he had received his black belt, and he was looking for another way to release his anger and somewhere to put is energy, he then found this wrestling/fighting that his friend was doing, and loved it, I remember he came home and wanted to show me all the new moves he learnt, and was so excited about it. Louix wouldn’t let him do it. Even though mum said it was fine and jasha begged, louix said no. Louix wouldn’t even let us eat the way we wanted. He made the entire ashram vegan and forbid us to even bring non vegan food near the house. Louix was sly about how he controlled us, we would say something completely to my mum then what he would say to me. He would make up stories about his past, and exaggerate everything. Even the way he chewed annoyed me. I cannot believe me and Jasha lived in that hell hole for 8 years. Every day was a struggle, with all Louixs followers haning around and knowing every detail of our lives, it was insane what I saw over those eight years.

[ela]

All these events led up to Wednesday March 21st 2007, the day louix sat me and my mum and sister down and told us calmly without a tear in his eye that jasha was dead. My heart stopped beating, my world started spinning, I couldn’t breathe I couldn’t move. I had no idea how and what was happening. Louix proceded to tell me the details of him death, how and where. I couldn’t comprehend the fact that louix wasn’t crying, he felt no emotion, and if he did he sure hid it well. After 8 years of telling us he was our father and we needed to respect him and we were his family, and he couldn’t shed one tear. Imagine, a father not crying over the death of his son…some father. I remembered I hadn’t seen jasha at all really in the three days prior to his passing. I saw him on Monday and he seemed perfectly fine. We had a quick conversation and then he told me he was going hiking with louix. It was Odd I thought because we spent everday saying how much we hated him and what we would do if only we could get away from him. It didn’t seem to faze me that much so I let it go, and went to bed. I didn’t see him that night or the next morning because he wasn’t going to school. And when I came home from school and rushed to his room to tell him something and saw his bags packed, I didn’t know what to think, maybe he is being sent to boarding school, and when I asked mum about it she said him and louix we going snowboarding, I replied well jashas not there…and mum said maybe he has just gone to clear his head. So when dinner came and went and jasha still wasn’t home, we became worried. I called some friends, mum and louix called some and no one had seen him. Some people went looking for him; louix sent one of his people to look. He said I wasn’t allowed to go look because we needed to stay together as a family. I went to bed praying that my brother would come home safely. I remember I when I woke up the police were there and louix and mum were filing and report. I went to his room and took a watch of his he had on a chain, it opened up so I wrote on a piece of paper,“please let jasha come home safe, and put it inside the watch and wore it around my neck to school. I told my friend that if jasha didn’t come home alive, I was going to kill myself, that I couldn’t live without him. It was a halfday at school that Wednesday and jasha still wasn’t back when I got home. W hen I got home and louix rushed out the door and jumped in the car and sped up the street I knew something was wrong. And about 20 minutes later was when I received the news.

Those weeks and months after jashas passing were a blur to me. I attemted suicide so many time but never had the puts to finish myself off. I had so many unanswered questions..WHY is he gone? Why did he chose this? Was this really his choice or did louix brain wash him?
Louix called me into the room one day and proceeded to tell me the reason Jasha wasn’t alive was because he was gay, and he couldn’t live with the fact that he was. The first thought that came to mind was, wait a second, I know girls jasha has been with. I know lots of them. Jasha told me all about which girls he liked and the prettiest girls at school. Jasha? The most manly man ever? Gay? I don’t think so. I mean maybe all kids question their sexualitly and maybe he did. But just to put a period and say that who he was, that’s why he is not here is crazy. He was only 15 I mean how could you know? If he was, he would have told me, he knows that everyone would have accepted him, so many people loved him. No to me, that didn’t answer any of my questions. It just made me question louix.

[ela]

I kept as far away from home as possible. When I found out louix was telling people I was a drug addict
And that my mum was crazy and a phyco was then I decided that I would not live like this anymore. The only reason I had to live was gone. No one was there to help me get through each day. I made friend and tried even harder to stay away as much as I could. I admit pot and alcohol was where I turned, and I don’t regret that at all. If I hadn’t smoked weed I would not be alive. It was the only thing that kept realitly away. I did what I had to do, and judge all you want because we all have our own ways of grieving and getting through and I found mine. I smoked until I got through, and now I don’t turn to getting high or drunk to getting through life. At that point of time it was what I had to do. And I did.
I surivived. I don’t know how I did, all I know is my friends are the reason im here. The people who wre there for me are who I live for now. They got me through. No one else has ever meant more to me than jashas friends. They are the most amazing group of kids in the world. We stuck by eachother and created a family. My getaway were my friends. I knew I couldn’t live the life I was living for long, and the event that started my life changing was a fight I had with louix. I had just filled up a couple water ballons to go have a water balloon fight with my best friend, and I put them in my shirt as I went out, louix must have thought he had caught me in the act of a bad deed so he came out and confronted me with,“what are you sneaking around?” I simply replied waterballoons. He went onto tell me that if it weren’t for him me and mum would have been dead and that he protects us so much, I told him I didn’t need his protection and he could stop protecting us. I said considering there as already an entire blog about him and my family and we were reciecing hate mial and threats that he hadn’t done a very good job at all. What he then said has effected me more than anything in my life and I still think about it to this day, as he walked inside he chuckeld, and said “whatever, you have already killed your brother”.
I was done. We had a major fight that night, I ended up living with my friend for a while until I could figure out what to do. When mum came and braught me home, louix sat me down and told me some reasons for jashas death.
1. He had gone to an astronomy reading and it was writeen in the stars that jasha was going to die on march 21 2007.
2. That jasha died to bring our family closer and that jasha jad visited louix various amounts of times and talked to him all about the after life and the truth
3. That jasha was only meant to live 15 years on this planet.
And other reasons, wich I want remember. I remember asking, well since you tell us you know everything and you have all seeing eyes, why couldn’t you go and save jasha? Why could you see where he was?
He replied it wasn’t in gods plan. That it was meant to be.
I couldn’t believe it, I don’t believe it. Louix Dor Dempreiy is a liar. A total liar who has conned people for too long. The thruth needs to be let out. When I finally escaped and refused to return home from

[ela]

Australia was when life started to pick up. There are so many other things I could say and at some point I will write everything down, but for now this is all I have. Im doing this for my brother. He deserves so much more than he had, he deserves such a better life. And he deserves justice. Louix did something mentally to my brother and he messed around with jashas head for to long. He messed around with mine and my mums, but no more. We are out and away and life has never been better. I know louix will deny and lie and say im a liar, but on my brothers life, none of this is a lie. Its all true and I don’t care who believes me and who doesn’t because this is my story, and all I know is I cant let anyone elses life be ruined my that man. This is so the truth can be out. But im done, im done wasting my time of louix. He doesn’t dervere a minuet of it.

This is for you jasha. I still don’t know the truth and I might not ever. But you werr my everything, my world, thank your for being the best person I know. Fly on angel, he can’t hurt you anymore. Be with dad and save me a seat up there. Im sorry for all that’s happened. Always and forever,
Your ela rose.

[ela]

sorry this goes before that australia one-
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Part of me wishes me and jasha would have just run away, and never gone back. Or told someone what was happening and gotten out of there. I wonder, would my brother still be here?
Certain punishments come to mind, mostly these were jashas punishments, seeing as he was older than me, and really truly had a strong hatred for louix. I tried as much as possible to stay out of trouble, seeing as I had no friends and nowhere to go. It was easier for me than for jasha.
Louix once gave him 5,000 lines, and the only breaks he could have were to listen to louixs tapes. Jasha was forced to eat of a dog bowl when he spoke out against louix once, he had to sit in the corner like an animal. He constanly had to miss out on things, like partys and going out because louix wouldn’t let him leave the house. For his birthday one year Louix made Jasha clean the entire front year and back yard. Louix made us attend his disciple training that lasted sometimes for 5 to six hours, of louix just talking about himself and his teachings. During school holidays he made us moved around to each of his followers’ house. There were 4 houses and all the kids in the ashram had to move each week from one house to another. Our summers were the one time we could get away and see our friends and louix took that away from us too. He planned our everyday and we were forced to participate, is we refused he would threaten us with not going to Australia to see our family, or lines, or being grounded.
Let me just make one thing clear, because in the 6th grade there was a rumor started that I said louix molested jasha, this was a complete misunderstanding, in fact one of my friends said it to another girl who told her mother. The words never came out of my mouth. Louix was never physically abusive to me or jasha as far as I know. And believe me I knew my brother, he was a black belt in Tai Kwon Do, he could and would have killed louix is he ever touched either one of us. No, louix was not physical, he was mentally abusive. He knew what to say to make you do anything, or feel anything. He is an actor, he can get inside your head and complety mess you up. He is the most controlling, conniving, deceitful person I have ever met. He is the biggest hypocrite I know.
It’s the little things he did that had the biggest impact on us. Like talk down to my mother, force her to write lines too, tell her she was a horrible mother and she needed him. Tell us over and over again he was our father, and force us to call him dad. If we ever called him louix, hell would break loose. He would tell us we couldn’t survive without him, and my dad never really was my dad because he died and never supplied for me like he did. He would nitpick at everything. Everything had to be perfect everything had to be his way. He took away the joys in life, Jasha had just complete tai kwon do, he had received his black belt, and he was looking for another way to release his anger and somewhere to put is energy, he then found this wrestling/fighting that his friend was doing, and loved it, I remember he came home and wanted to show me all the new moves he learnt, and was so excited about it. Louix wouldn’t let him do it.

[ela]

Even though mum said it was fine and jasha begged, louix said no. Louix wouldn’t even let us eat the way we wanted. He made the entire ashram vegan and forbid us to even bring non vegan food near the house. Louix was sly about how he controlled us, we would say something completely to my mum then what he would say to me. He would make up stories about his past, and exaggerate everything. Even the way he chewed annoyed me. I cannot believe me and Jasha lived in that hell hole for 8 years. Every day was a struggle, with all Louixs followers haning around and knowing every detail of our lives, it was insane what I saw over those eight years.
All these events led up to Wednesday March 21st 2007, the day louix sat me and my mum and sister down and told us calmly without a tear in his eye that jasha was dead. My heart stopped beating, my world started spinning, I couldn’t breathe I couldn’t move. I had no idea how and what was happening. Louix proceded to tell me the details of him death, how and where. I couldn’t comprehend the fact that louix wasn’t crying, he felt no emotion, and if he did he sure hid it well. After 8 years of telling us he was our father and we needed to respect him and we were his family, and he couldn’t shed one tear. Imagine, a father not crying over the death of his son…some father. I remembered I hadn’t seen jasha at all really in the three days prior to his passing. I saw him on Monday and he seemed perfectly fine. We had a quick conversation and then he told me he was going hiking with louix. It was Odd I thought because we spent everday saying how much we hated him and what we would do if only we could get away from him. It didn’t seem to faze me that much so I let it go, and went to bed. I didn’t see him that night or the next morning because he wasn’t going to school. And when I came home from school and rushed to his room to tell him something and saw his bags packed, I didn’t know what to think, maybe he is being sent to boarding school, and when I asked mum about it she said him and louix we going snowboarding, I replied well jashas not there…and mum said maybe he has just gone to clear his head. So when dinner came and went and jasha still wasn’t home, we became worried. I called some friends, mum and louix called some and no one had seen him. Some people went looking for him; louix sent one of his people to look. He said I wasn’t allowed to go look because we needed to stay together as a family. I went to bed praying that my brother would come home safely. I remember I when I woke up the police were there and louix and mum were filing and report. I went to his room and took a watch of his he had on a chain, it opened up so I wrote on a piece of paper,“please let jasha come home safe, and put it inside the watch and wore it around my neck to school. I told my friend that if jasha didn’t come home alive, I was going to kill myself, that I couldn’t live without him. It was a halfday at school that Wednesday and jasha still wasn’t back when I got home. W hen I got home and louix rushed out the door and jumped in the car and sped up the street I knew something was wrong. And about 20 minutes later was when I received the news.
Those weeks and months after jashas passing were a blur to me. I attemted suicide so many time but never had the puts to finish myself off. I had so many unanswered questions..WHY is he gone? Why did he chose this? Was this really his choice or did louix brain wash him?

[ela]

Louix called me into the room one day and proceeded to tell me the reason Jasha wasn’t alive was because he was gay, and he couldn’t live with the fact that he was. The first thought that came to mind was, wait a second, I know girls jasha has been with. I know lots of them. Jasha told me all about which girls he liked and the prettiest girls at school. Jasha? The most manly man ever? Gay? I don’t think so. I mean maybe all kids question their sexualitly and maybe he did. But just to put a period and say that who he was, that’s why he is not here is crazy. He was only 15 I mean how could you know? If he was, he would have told me, he knows that everyone would have accepted him, so many people loved him. No to me, that didn’t answer any of my questions. It just made me question louix.
I kept as far away from home as possible. When I found out louix was telling people I was a drug addict
And that my mum was crazy and a phyco was then I decided that I would not live like this anymore. The only reason I had to live was gone. No one was there to help me get through each day. I made friend and tried even harder to stay away as much as I could. I admit pot and alcohol was where I turned, and I don’t regret that at all. If I hadn’t smoked weed I would not be alive. It was the only thing that kept realitly away. I did what I had to do, and judge all you want because we all have our own ways of grieving and getting through and I found mine. I smoked until I got through, and now I don’t turn to getting high or drunk to getting through life. At that point of time it was what I had to do. And I did.
I surivived. I don’t know how I did, all I know is my friends are the reason im here. The people who wre there for me are who I live for now. They got me through. No one else has ever meant more to me than jashas friends. They are the most amazing group of kids in the world. We stuck by eachother and created a family. My getaway were my friends. I knew I couldn’t live the life I was living for long, and the event that started my life changing was a fight I had with louix. I had just filled up a couple water ballons to go have a water balloon fight with my best friend, and I put them in my shirt as I went out, louix must have thought he had caught me in the act of a bad deed so he came out and confronted me with,“what are you sneaking around?” I simply replied waterballoons. He went onto tell me that if it weren’t for him me and mum would have been dead and that he protects us so much, I told him I didn’t need his protection and he could stop protecting us. I said considering there as already an entire blog about him and my family and we were reciecing hate mial and threats that he hadn’t done a very good job at all. What he then said has effected me more than anything in my life and I still think about it to this day, as he walked inside he chuckeld, and said “whatever, you have already killed your brother”.

[ela]

I was done. We had a major fight that night, I ended up living with my friend for a while until I could figure out what to do. When mum came and braught me home, louix sat me down and told me some reasons for jashas death.
1. He had gone to an astronomy reading and it was writeen in the stars that jasha was going to die on march 21 2007.
2. That jasha died to bring our family closer and that jasha jad visited louix various amounts of times and talked to him all about the after life and the truth
3. That jasha was only meant to live 15 years on this planet.
And other reasons, wich I want remember. I remember asking, well since you tell us you know everything and you have all seeing eyes, why couldn’t you go and save jasha? Why could you see where he was?
He replied it wasn’t in gods plan. That it was meant to be.
I couldn’t believe it, I don’t believe it. Louix Dor Dempreiy is a liar. A total liar who has conned people for too long. The thruth needs to be let out. When I finally escaped and refused to return home from Australia was when life started to pick up. There are so many other things I could say and at some point I will write everything down, but for now this is all I have. Im doing this for my brother. He deserves so much more than he had, he deserves such a better life. And he deserves justice. Louix did something mentally to my brother and he messed around with jashas head for to long. He messed around with mine and my mums, but no more. We are out and away and life has never been better. I know louix will deny and lie and say im a liar, but on my brothers life, none of this is a lie. Its all true and I don’t care who believes me and who doesn’t because this is my story, and all I know is I cant let anyone elses life be ruined my that man. This is so the truth can be out. But im done, im done wasting my time of louix. He doesn’t dervere a minuet of it.
This is for you jasha. I still don’t know the truth and I might not ever. But you werr my everything, my world, thank your for being the best person I know. Fly on angel, he can’t hurt you anymore. Be with dad and save me a seat up there. Im sorry for all that’s happened. Always and forever,
Your ela rose.