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Seven Sisters...Carrieann
Seven Sisters...Carrieann
Seven Sisters...Carrieann
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A couple drinks of Jack Daniels and a beer chasing Haldol was Carrieann's recipe that helps her have the nerve to take the next dose of Jack Daniels, beer and a pill. Every time she overdoses and wakes with the charcoal all over and inside of her, she knows it's always followed by a fresh prescription of Haldol.

She's pissed off at the world, her parents for beating her and her siblings and stealing her first baby, her six sisters that she can't find, men for beating and raping her, the people who stole her other five children, her uncle Roy for raping her when she was little, and her two older brothers for beating and raping her most of her child-hood. She gave birth to a total of six baby girls counting the one that died, a still birth Wandering Bandana aka Nanna.

After hitch-hiking for most of her life, searching for her children with no luck, her only recourse was to take it out on herself for letting them do this to her. Sometimes eating hog or most any animal's brains scrambled with eggs and onions or pig liver fried with onions makes her happy and euphoric. Then she forgets about chasing for her kill, now she lets them come to her.

Her beauty is so irresistible that she attracts male and female nurses and orderlies who always takes her home with them of course to fuck and suck. Just like the Six Eyed Sand spider she doesn't have to go out looking for prey they come to her then she attacks with syringes loaded with Haldol.

Actually she only likes certain parts of human's bodies which were the brains fried with eggs and onions and livers fried with onions, but she always favored the brain.

Carrieann considered doctors to be very important and she wouldn't hurt them. She needs them because to her they're stupid and always send her out with a fresh prescription of Haldol. She didn't get her start on Haldol from the streets or free world doctors. They were prescribed to her during her last stint in prison. Her stomach ulcer exploded and she was in a coma for nine months during her incarceration. Due to previously being diagnosed with schizophrenia, the doctor prescribed her Haldol. For two years she was in solitary confinement, with a room-mate because it was in the medical part of the prison. All that time she was hiding her medications in the bottom of her mattress in a hole she created. She rarely ate anything making sure her stomach would be empty so that her plan will work.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherNellie Cake
Release dateMar 12, 2021
ISBN9781005095338
Seven Sisters...Carrieann
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Nellie Cake

Howdy; I'm Nellie Cake and these are "Memoirs From My Outhouse." I write adult only, violence, murders, rapes, beatings, and nasty words. True stories of murders, crimes, violence, rapes, drugs, incest, alcoholism, inmates, stolen children, homelessness, and erotic murder thrillers. I have forty years of experience in these subjects and forty years of sobriety from drugs and alcohol. I'm an Appalachian inbred Hillbilly and ain't nothing wrong with that. I also write Erotic Murder Thriller series.People who write similar stories usually are not an inbred Hillbilly which makes my story unique. Names were changed to get family and people from the past to shut the hell up. To be a real smart ass extended family is only mentioned. Hillbillies do make moonshine, grow weed, carry double barrel shot guns, and stay bare-foot. I guess city folk wants me to wash my cover all's more often. We don't eat the road kill lesson it's soft. If it's stiff the dogs get it.Four of my children were stolen like I'm a baby factory, the fifth became an armed bank robber with Jesse James. I was kidnapped, beat and raped at nine then witnessed the same man beat, rape and my two nine year old Hillbilly girl-friends. i witnessed the brutal beating and murder of an elderly man.My second husband was a wannabe Clint Eastwood carrying and arson, beating on me and hunting me like an animal. Many pregnancies I lived in the snow then many years hitching in snow hunting for them. Drug dealing and exotic strip dancing were a way to survive in the wake of being annihilated by spouses. I dated my home confinement officer and was honored with a Governor's pardon.My stomach exploded and took a year to walk. Lucifer threw a 16,000 pound building on me causing gangrene and took a year to walk. Worse case of MRSA in history took a year to walk. I maintained employments and continued writing through destitution, pregnancies, savagery, prisons, and northern winters.Life's accomplishments: I won six turkeys, nine trophies battling cocks, birthed five kids, won ten cakes, and caught nine ten pound Bass. I possess gloating rights to angling stories and jaded memories. I want a place for authors of any genre and victims of any crime to have a voice without family or people judging, preaching, bossing, and interfering.I understand they are Holier than me, but they make authors of my genre feel we're a bad image or influence on their precious perfect family. Every story I write is true. God is real, but He can not physically stop rapist, abusers, murders nor narcissist.It just wasn't working for me to be quiet all these years about so many rapes because I never told. So I started writing fiction, erotic murder thrillers. Morbid ways of killing all the men who raped me, and there were many, became my inspiration to write erotic murder thrillers.copyright 2018/Nellie Cake

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    Seven Sisters...Carrieann - Nellie Cake

    Seven Sisters...Carrieann

    A couple drinks of Jack Daniels and a beer chasing Haldol was Carrieann's recipe that helps her have the nerve to take the next dose of Jack Daniels, beer and a pill. Every time she overdoses and wakes with the charcoal all over and inside of her, she knows it's always followed by a fresh prescription of Haldol.

    She's pissed off at the world, her parents for beating her and her siblings and stealing her first baby, her six sisters that she can't find, men for beating and raping her, the people who stole her other five children, her uncle Roy for raping her when she was little, and her two older brothers for beating and raping her most of her child-hood. She gave birth to a total of six baby girls counting the one that died, a still birth Wandering Bandana aka Nanna.

    After hitch-hiking for most of her life, searching for her children with no luck, her only recourse was to take it out on herself for letting them do this to her. Sometimes eating hog or most any animal's brains scrambled with eggs and onions or pig liver fried with onions makes her happy and euphoric. Then she forgets about chasing for her kill, now she lets them come to her.

    Her beauty is so irresistible that she attracts male and female nurses and orderlies who always takes her home with them of course to fuck and suck. Just like the Six Eyed Sand spider she doesn't have to go out looking for prey they come to her then she attacks with syringes loaded with Haldol.

    Actually she only likes certain parts of human's bodies which were the brains fried with eggs and onions and livers fried with onions, but she always favored the brain.

    Carrieann considered doctors to be very important and she wouldn't hurt them. She needs them because to her they're stupid and always send her out with a fresh prescription of Haldol. She didn't get her start on Haldol from the streets or free world doctors. They were prescribed to her during her last stint in prison. Her stomach ulcer exploded and she was in a coma for nine months during her incarceration. Due to previously being diagnosed with schizophrenia, the doctor prescribed her Haldol. For two years she was in solitary confinement, with a room-mate because it was in the medical part of the prison. All that time she was hiding her medications in the bottom of her mattress in a hole she created. She rarely ate anything making sure her stomach would be empty so that her plan will work.

    When her room-mate went to church one morning she took as many Haldol as she could from her stash that she had accumulated over the last two years. She went into spasms and was foaming from her mouth like she had rabies. Her sentence was almost up anyway so they rushed her out of there to the hospital and handcuffed her to the hospital bed.

    The prison officials turned off all the TVs throughout the prison because the overdose was being aired. They didn't want the other prisoners getting the same idea or even making up new variations of her scheme from this one. Carrieann is the reason why jails and prisons currently crush your medications and watch you take them making you show under and over your tongue.

    When she woke up nine months later with charcoal everywhere she knew her plan had worked and soon she would have her freedom. They were still giving her the same medication and Carrieann saw where the nurse put her bottle of Haldol, but she needed to distract them. The person in the other bed took care of that problem. She was constantly screaming and raising hell so they had to come check on her.

    This was Carrieann's chance, so she walked right to the nurses station and stole her bottle of Haldol and ran down the hallway. She ducked into a room and didn't know where she was, but she seen that there were surgical tools, syringes

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