Date: 2/1/2019
By JillMagdalene
at 1415 Cherry Tree Lane in my brother's bedroom upstairs at night, Peter Satan pulled a knife on me, it was a strange knife i had never seen before, it had a surgical handle and a long blade. I finally said enough and decided i was not going to live in fear any longer after years of torment, manipulation, abuse, neglect, and threats, after the police couldn't protect me and my family anymore, after the scars, the bruises, the hair pulling, the broken bones, the slavery, hurt, resentment, fear, anguish, destruction, nightmares, invasions, broken promises. So I quickly made a plan, when he came back, it would be the last time, he breathed. he came back he broke the door down shining Style with a hammer and he was coming for me and my sisters and my mom. we worked together we cornered him we were in the bedroom he came in throgh the door, somebody tripped him I grabbed the only heavy thing I could find which was a white crock pot and while he was on the ground I started beating his head in with a crock pot I hit his head until the skull was mushy on 3 sides, until there was liquids coming out. No blood, only liquids. I just keep beating his head with a white crock pot ( 3 quart, ceramic insert, Jared's, clean and empty, and cold, it was intact and never broke, defying conventional wisdom, the ceramic was stronger than his skull) with the full intention of causing death, he was laying on his right side. he was in a seizing position, eyes open. I was wearing a white shirt and i put a white girdle on a hanger over my neck with another white shirt and wearing white pants at the time. Knowing he would invade my privacy if he saw a girdle. ( Like Beast Donald Trump, fucking perverts) as he is a sexual predator even to and especially to his daughters and I said "call the police.'' only when i was sure the wounds i inflicted were fatal and to verify once and for all that Peter, Thomas, Satan, Lucifer, Devil, Glib, Vicious was finally dead like the snake he is!