ARNIE REFUSEDTO SEEK HELP AFTER ME ASKING HIM MANY TIMES. IF YOU KNEW ARNIE AND WERE NOT A PRETEND FRIEND LIKE SO MANY. ARNIE DIDN’T BEND TO DO ANYTHING PERIOD !

HE WAS WALKING BY ME AND GOING UP THE STAIRS HE SAID 

” I HOPE THE CHURCH PAID YOU ENOUGH ” MEANING I WAS A SPY SENT IN FROM THE CHURCH OF SCIENTOLOGY TO DESTROY HIM UTTERLY. HE ALSO CALLED ME A HONEY POT. 

I WAS WATCHING TV WITH MT DOG AND ARNIE WALKED INTO THE LIVINGROOM PULLED OUT THE GUN FROM HIS LEFT COAT POCKET AND BLEW OFF TWO SHOTS AS I BEGAN RUNNING. I FELL DOWN IN THE KITCHEN ROLLED ONTO MY BACK SO I COULD SEE HOW I COULD BLOCK MYSELF.

PUT MY HANDS CROSSED OVER MY BRAIN AREA AND MY KNEES UP TO MY CHEST TO COVER MY HEART AREA. I BEGAN BEGGING FOR MY LIFE REPEATEDLY SAYING ” I’M SO SORRY WHATEVER I DID I’M SO SORRY.

HE REPLIED “NO YOUR NOT ” AND PULLED THE TRIGGER AGAIN AND A THIRD BULLET FLEW AT ME. I REMEMBER THE SPARKS AT THE END OF THE BARREL OF THE GUN. 

DIVINE INTERVENTION CAME INTO PLAY WHILE I WAS FACING THE GUN BARREL ABOUT 4 FEET FROM ME AS ARNIE LEANED TO GET AS CLOSE AS POSSIBLE TO ME. 

I HEARD THE WORDS AS IF SOMEONE WERE SPEAKING TO ME AS LOUD AS A DRILL SEARGENT. THE VOICE COMMANDED ME WITH THE WORDS ” TURN YOUR HEAD ” AND I DID LIKE FOLLOWING A VERBAL ORDER. IF I WOULDN’T HAVE TURNED MY HEAD I WOULD BE DEAD TODAY. THE BULLET WOULD HAVE GONE STRAIGHT INTO MY MOUTH OUT THE BACK OF MY HEAD. 

THERE WAS NO BULLET OR FRAGMENTS INSIDE ME ANY WHERE TO BE FOUND. IT HIT AND BOUNCED OFF THREE OF MY TEETH BREAKING THEM ALL. 

THANKSTO WHO EVER MY MESSANGER WAS…………