Hello world I’m Lucy. I was born in Tijuana February 14, 2012. I had it tough my first two years of life. I had three puppies and only one them didn’t make it. A mean human fractured my jaw. My puppies and I were eventually rescued. I was was adopted by my mommy Juanita Nita and I legally became a U.S. citizen. My puppies were also adopted. From that day on my mommy loved me dearly and spoiled me rotten, took me to work on many jobs as she is a caregiver.
I love you momma ❤ !!!!
Nearly a few years ago I chosen my mom’s roommate Ricky to be my daddy. He spoiled me rotten and cooked home-cooked slow-cooked meals for me. We went everywhere together on walks, journeys, adventures looking for dog’s so I could bark, growl, or just act stuck up and beautiful. My daddy helped me become a tad more sociable. My daddy carried me everywhere in a comfy sack. I was a tiny girl but felt bigger than the biggest of dog’s and I always let them know that I am the little boss lady.
For now I will continue my journey with pictures at a later date in time, for you see my daddy is extremely heartbroken ? because on Sunday February 21, 2021 I passed away and went to heaven joining my puppy. My daddy was treated very badly at this veterinarian hospital, veterinarian, and strongly feels they were incompetent, negligent, just out for the money and then they swept him under the bus through silence. I was under a doctor’s care for a couple of weeks. The doctor who started my medications didn’t seem to care either and only for the money. I should still be here for I was only 9 years old. I was sick from a tick these so-called doctor’s say and not monitored by the doctor who prescribed the drugs.
I had a wonderful life after my rescue with unconditional love from my mommy and daddy. ?
Daddy I love you so much. We will be together someday again for eternity. I’ll be waiting on the otherside for you. Please feel better soon so we can continue our journey here to prevail getting justice, exposing the cash cows.
I love you daddy forever eternity!!!
Something is wrong with my life since I moved to Riyadh. I’m a student at SEK International School, but what’s happening to me has nothing to do with academics. I feel like I’m being attacked — not by bullies or teachers, but by real people I never see. They use something from a distance — satellite-based, invisible — to control how I feel and even what I think. These aren’t machines. They’re operators from Saudi intelligence or maybe one of the Ministry of Interior divisions. I feel them there, like shadows pressing on my skull. Sometimes I hear them whisper things I haven’t said yet — they speak my thoughts before I do. Like they’ve predicted every move I’ll make.
I can’t talk to anyone at school. Who would believe me? And if I do, I’ll just end up in some hospital labeled unstable. They’ve made sure I stay quiet — through fear, shame, or just knowing how this place works. One time I tried to explain to a teacher why I couldn’t concentrate. She told me to drink more water. That’s when I realized no one here can help. My body jerks without reason. My chest tightens randomly during class. I forget simple words. My friends think I’m just anxious. But this isn’t anxiety — this is someone doing something to me, from afar.
I used to be proud I was accepted into SEK. Now I feel tricked.