I usually try to avoid watching the news because it's often depressing and much scarier than any horror story I could think of, but sometimes, when I hear something so heartwrenching, I want to know more: to search for a reason for it. My sister first texted this to my mom yesterday. I looked it up today.
On May 28, 2024, in Festus, Missouri, a thirty-six-year-old woman walked into the police station and admitted to fatally shooting her nine-year-old daughter, Scarlet, and drowning her two-year-old son, Isaac. The woman was thankfully charged with one count of second-degree murder and one count each of first-degree murder and armed criminal action. There is no motive reported yet.
Just why? This so-called mother is absolutely evil! If she was going through something mentally, (even though mental illness isn't an excuse for killing innocent children), why didn't she just drop Scarlet and Isaac off with their father or at the police station unharmed? People shouldn't ever wish for others to commit suicide, but I rather she left the kids somewhere safe and killed herself than hurt the kids. No child's life should be taken, especially by the woman who gave birth to them! They should've felt safe with their mom. They should've been playing outside without a care in the world. I don't know these children or the family, but I'm sad for them. Keep them and their families in your prayers.
Rest in peace, Scarlet and Isaac. You two never knew me, but I care. I'm truly sorry that the last thing you saw was your mommy hurting you. No one knows why she did this to you two sweethearts, but you're safe now in the Lord's loving embrace. Remember, you two were and are still loved. 💙👼
In my dream on Tuesday night, I was dating a British Justin Timberlake 💖(imagine if Daniel Radcliffe and Justin Timberlake morphed together into one human, lol).
We lived in an apartment in New York. One night, we had an argument and I ran into the hallway. As I was crying 💔, a young guy suddenly appeared before me. He was very tall and had blonde and messy hair, blue eyes, and a sly grin; he was wearing a white, flowing trench coat over a men's light-gray dress shirt, black eyeliner, a pair of black jeans, a pair of men's white dress shoes, and white gloves. He looked like Anndy Negative (Anndy Negative is one of the Youtubers I follow).
The guy acted like he was comforting me, so I felt safe with this stranger. He then told me he was a mischief wizard. I was confused by this statement, but I let him hug me.
He kissed my hand, and before I knew what was happening, I was abruptly in a whimsical and colorful-looking world. He had abducted me. In this strange world, people were always celebrating for no reason and were constantly dancing in a spacious room. Women wore vibrate-colored ballgowns. Men wore multicolored tuxedos. All of the staircases were slides that connected to all of the rooms and houses.
At first, I was afraid of the mischief wizard. Then, he somehow convinced me to dance with him to the song, "Marionette" by Antonia.
(The title of the song should've been a red flag 🚩⚠️, lol). He put a powerful love spell on me while we were dancing. 😵 I became obsessed with him. 🤩 He wrote me poetry and served me chocolate cake and strawberry wine in bed 🎂🍾 (days turned into weeks). I received good morning cuddles every morning and I fell asleep to goodnight kisses 😘 (weeks turned into months). We were attached to the hip twenty-four-seven, and I mindlessly did everything that he told me to do, including wearing only white, turquoise, or red clothes, growing out my hair, cleaning his room daily, and of course, dancing until my feet blistered 🤐 (months turned into two years).
One day, he asked me to marry him. In a trance still, I happily said yes. The wedding was going to be on the same day as he proposed. I was wearing a turquoise wedding dress and a red veil (he chose the colors, not me). 👰🏻 I was in a bedroom, getting ready to walk down the aisle. I heard the song, "No Angels" by the real Justin Timberlake playing in the hallway.
This song woke me up from the wizard's spell a little. I asked the wizard if marrying was a good idea.
Without warning, he grabbed me by my shoulders tightly, violently shaking me and furiously screaming in my face: "You won't defy me! You'll be mine forever, no matter what you think! Got it?!"
Then, his extremely angry face quickly softened and his grip loosened on me. The song, "Marionette" then began playing again. I was back under his spell.
"Don't be silly," he said, kissing me sweetly on the forehead, "we're meant to be together."
As I slowly walked down the aisle, everyone was smiling widely. It looked like their smiles were forced, but I ignored it. In my trance state, I thought this was the happiest day of my life. As soon as I said 'I do' and we kissed, he brought out a fifties-style glass bottle of chocolate milk. 🍶
"Milk?" I didn't understand.
"It's milk from an enchanted cow," he told me, "I made it chocolate for you. The milk will make you pregnant automatically. Drink up!"
Even though I was unsure if I should, I took a sip to make him happy. The cold milk tasted like the exquisite kind of chocolate milk I got back when I was in school. Something felt wrong about this milk, but because of my foggy mind, I just couldn't put my finger on it.
"Keep on drinking until it's all gone," he coaxed, "Go ahead, sweetheart. Don't you want to have a family with me?"
He then took the bottle from me and tipped it up to my mouth, pouring the milk down my throat. It felt like I was respirating, but I kept on drinking; loudly gulping. As I was gulping it down, my stomach was expanding and people were cheering.
When it was finally gone, I gasped for air. I then looked down and to my shock, I was very pregnant. I even felt the baby kick in my stomach.
"That's my girl," he smiled at me, as a woman took the bottle away.
As he was kissing me again, I heard the song, "No Strings Attached" by NSYNC playing in my head.
This song finally broke his spell on me. The mischief wizard was a controlling creep who kidnapped women. I even saw the hidden darkness of this colorful world. In the corner of my eye, I saw that people looked exhausted, in pain, and terrified. Their feet were bleeding profusely from dancing so much. Ballgowns and tuxedos were also soaked in blood and sweat. I pushed the mischief wizard away and bolted out of the room. He began chasing me, yelling something. I was too determined to escape to care.
I was now in a dark corridor, standing in front of a white door. My intuition told me the door was the exit of the world. The door was double-locked. My heart began to pound and I shook, for I heard him coming closer, but that's when I looked down at my right hand. Purple sparks were flying out of my quivering fingertips. My intuition told me what to do. I swiftly placed my right hand on the door and the purple sparks broke the locks, making the door burst open.
I rapidly slid down the staircase. The wizard was right behind me, but he couldn't get a grip on me. Rain and snow blew in my face, as I went down. Before I knew it, I was back in the hallway of the apartment that I once shared with British Justin. I banged on the door, praying that he still lived there.
British Justin opened the door and stood in shock. Both of us looked at each other with happy tears in our eyes. We wanted to say so much, but I knew we needed to run before the wizard tried to get me.
"Justin," I exclaimed, bursting into the apartment, "seeing your face is such a relief, but I need your help. We need to get out of here! I'm in danger! The guy who took me will be coming."
It was difficult for him to process what was happening and respond. All that he could do was stutter: "Y-y-you're...you're p-p-pregnant."
"I'll explain everything to you later," I replied desperately, "or at least try to, I promise, but right now, we need to..."
It was too late. The mischief wizard was standing in the doorway. I screamed and pulled Justin behind me.
"Sweetheart," said the wizard in a disturbing sing-song tone, "I told you not to defy me. Let's not be foolish on our wedding day."
I exclaimed: "What woman in their right mind would want to marry a creep like you?!"
"You sick bastard," shouted Justin, "you took Lena and kept her prisoner! Now, you think she's your wife?! I won't let you touch her again, I'm going to bloody kill you!" He charged at the wizard, but the wizard was faster.
The wizard levitated across the room, grabbing him by the throat. Justin was thrashing about, trying to claw at his hand away and fighting for air.
"You're coming with me," the wizard told me through clenched teeth, "but first, to show you what happens when you disobey me, I'll kill your pathetic former lover!"
He then conjured a black fireball in his free hand, raising it above his head and aiming it at Justin's heart. Absolute horror filled me, but then, my intuition told me what to do again. Without a second to spare, I hastily thrust both of my hands at the wizard and bellowed: "I demand for this darkness and this toxic memory to disappear from me!"
With a scream, he instantly vanished in a blinding burst of light. Justin dropped onto the floor, coughing. I ran to Justin and helped him stand up. I hugged him tight and was about to kiss him when I woke up.
I asked Person X to buy me a bottled coffee. Because I dared to ask for a second coffee🥤on a Thursday evening, Person X looked at me like I had just asked him to commit murder😵🙃, lol. I wanted to say: "Look, you and Person Z have been driving me nuts!" "It's coffee or alcohol, your choice!!" 🔪🗡️
I bit my tongue though and he bought the coffee.
Just give a gal her coffee. It might help with her sanity sometimes. 🤪 ☕
Beltane or Bealtaine is the Gaelic May Day festival, marking the beginning of summer. It is traditionally held on 1 May, or about midway between the spring equinox and summer solstice. Historically, it was widely observed in Ireland, Scotland, and the Isle of Man.
