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Austrianna Ariava Sharapova

My Blog is a Story written from the heart that has many layers upon layers. The purpose is to inspire, encourage, and educate you on life's moments in time and the chapters are from my eventful life and passions. From the desk of Austrianna Ariava Sharpova; I am my own ghost writer.

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Lost in Space of my Wandering Mind and Events to Raise Awareness of Homicide Victim Survivors

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 4 Pack Quad Events of Homicide Direct Witness direct and indirect phone call.

Jan. 29th 2015 International Village Apartments 1C
Aug. 16th 2017  The Tarnhill 201
May 23rd 2016 The Tarnhill 2016
March 8th 9th 2018

The most dangerous place to get trapped is your own mind.  After having flashbacks to a night that was so traumatic We all cry our tears quietly alone in our bed at night at the time of the event it replays in our subconscious and we still to this day look up and say, Thank You GOD we are alive after that one.  For four years I thought that it was a different guy who was injured and had it backwards.

It is incredible to me to know that the strength of any officer is beyond that of any lion of the Jungle he not only went through it but he was the one who was injured the officer.  He came because we had a disagreement I think the guy I was dating at the time and, came to check on us.  He ended up in as the one who was in trouble with the guy laying on the couch they were the homicide victims.

From the couch that I was laying on I went and ran to the back room but, before that I was scared because there were like five men like ninjas who were hurting the officer I didn't know what to do for the first time in my life I should of yelled profanities at them. I didn't, I just made a 911 call to the police and it must of went to the city of Richfield Police.  They then in turn tried to frame the Bloolmington Police.  I then was chased into my room the women had knives and they were running at me wanting me dead.  I YELLED, "GET THE F!@$ OUT OF MY FACE" It was so scary because I wanted to help the guy in my living room but, passed out with all the events.  IT was crazy because I could not hear a thing my hearing was shut off if it were on i'd probably not be alive and would of had a massive coronary heart attack that would of altered my right and left side of my body.

After jumping on my bed 55331 then must of come back but what happened to the other officer?  That night I then heard them to come back to kill us 55331 and I.  They tried a second time to kill us but we passed out on the bead to look and play dead.  They left, then I woke up and 55331 WAS GONE.  Now what, I am missing my phone Samsung Note 2 612-865-9593 phone number and, then hear to hear by my window the officer captain said get away from the window I think it was  him I don't remember but, that night I healed him with the gift of healing and I tried to heal 55331 but, didn't know he had gotten hurt must of when he left to go out to the car. I was nervous of him crossing the street and then that when I heard a gun shot.  The license plate of his vehicle has changed it used to be uru.  The Gun shot came at a diagonal and it wasn't the police.   The police and I were in danger for our own lives that night.

THEY had no reason to shoot the officers none at all they were jealous of them and wanted the money that they make.  So they thought if we kill them then we can have their jobs this is bullshit and they will never hold a candle to the Bloomington Police Department! We are dealing with homicides in the twin cities and outer counties of identity theft, homicide, , prescription, and mind control.  This was crazy I passed out after doing my healing, and was raped by the killers in the mean time I woke up without much on.  In the best shape of my life they were told I was Jane Doe.  They were liked to that night of my true identity and though they were killing jane doe. This crime was over who is going to be Katherine Victoria Vananderland, that was ME the hottest one yet.  Well, its time for me to go back to the gym Monday and I am going to spend 2 hours a day if not working out till I find some more work.

I never should of said I'll be okay, because I couldn't take in all what had happened that night a witness to a homicide that never should of happened.  That was the night I made dinner and to this day I feel bad about it.  Its so difficult and I mean difficult to know now that the strongest man I know helped me through his own Homicide and then we traded places. He carried me through that homicide and it happen to him.  This is unreal the strength of one who can carry themselves and others through the storm and hurricane that is left behind in a homicide.  I start to cry just thinking of it because now I can see his cameo in my flashback it was him, and he is one of the BEST things that has ever happened to me.  One of the gentlemen that truly have been supportive like the other officers to me.  We had a core four help me through it but, he had the toughest job because it happen to him.

While battling cancer we find out my medical records get lost, transposed, replaced by Jane Doe.  She then steals my life living at the International Village the site of the homicide in apt 1C of 96th Ave 55W in Bloomington , MN.  Everything my whole world gets taken over by 4 women and their children to invade my life take it away take my whole life and even my soul away from me along with the one who I fell in love with but, wasn't suppose to because he was my mentor who had gotten me in the best shape of my life we would go boating on Sundays in Lake Minnetonka. and listen to the awesome music from the yachts behind us.  Oh this began the crazy life of that I should of left and came back to Nisswa but, I stayed for the Adventure to Solve this Crime. I couldn't leave them behind, just like in the military , "leave no man/woman behind" it was in me it was stamped on my heart and soul.

After the window shots were fired 3 of them and the police did not shoot anyone they are innocent in my eyes as the shot came from behind at a diagonal which has me to believe the shot must of Come from 2C at the International Village Apartment right above us just like the Kennedy Assassination. The ironey is this indecent has a correlation after all and, then comes the every other day bullshit.  What were they after; Katherine Victoria Wonderland they wanted her dead so they could use her identity to be KVV well,  they ended up not killing me or the other and four people just found out that they survived a homicide together.  I cried for three hours I would cry at night almost every night at 119am is when the phone call was dispatched to the Police.

 If this wasn't enough we had an altercation again they either had a bee bee gun or a small hand pistol shot at me while lying on the ground it hit the hood of my organ and killed anymore response to it for life its a dead skin now.  The bullet must of hit 55331 because he went missing and, then this new guy tries to tell me h e is 55331 but he is JR who isn't 55331 because you go from Velveteen Rabbit to Sand Paper Acute Angles that don't do jack for you.  God, I am trying to remember when this happen it was around Feb. 9th of 2015.   A attack on a two people making love the heat of jealously hoods blown off and he must of gotten shot in the base of the head they hauled his body out must of because I passed out on the floor and woke up to a NEW 55331.  Didn't act like him, didn't resemble him, didn't sound like him and every other day we would go through the Shades of Masquerade.

We in the end are suppose to love who we love, and leave the rest to the side and, shouldn't have to deal with it at all.  I was told to pick one and I did.  Well, another one wasn't happy about that so he killed possibly a total of 37 men so he could live the life of 55331.  He claims he works for the CIA and it was a blah blah blah mission to kill them when he himself was doing the crime that he was investigating and framing the good guy and the police all at the same time.   This is completely archaic and he would lie to police who he was and take money from everyone's checking account because I didn't know it was an open relationship.  As a result, now I have nothing because they had this dumb idea that you had to have their baby focus locus bullshit.


I am almost 40 and, I will not sacrifice my life to have a child.  I will have an abortion hands down and walk away and, say Thank You Jesus its a Free Country.  YOU HAVE NO CONSENT TO BE IN OR NEAR my BODY its against the law if you give no consent to your body even if your married, in a relationship NO MEANS NO.  I was taught that by a DARE officer. Regardless,  they would put people into hostage situations because they would have a baby. Their are NO LAWS that say you have to have their baby and because, I listen to the 4Ps they don't represent them: Thats all these are the four people who I'll listen to and my Husband.

Police

President

Pastor

Parent

I started a job at Famous Dave and on Feb 9th I brought to work the evidence from walking in on a crime scene in my apartment I wanted to call police but, didn't.  Later, I told police about the homicide with some officers.  They never had any questions of what was going on and I knew that one day we would all have a victory.  Being framed is one of the most painful degrading deceptive acts anyone can do.

Finally,  in the end I don't have enough focus tonight but, I was witness to one more homicide outside my door that shrieks the horror of it all.   Your never the same, Your never the same, he was right you will never be the same but, like one said, "You have come a long way that was two years into it trying to find the killer, not knowing he was with the bitches this whole time.  I was screaming while we were looking for the killer who was using a glittering appeal effect to win over police. Now, not knowing he and them to belive he was innocent and I was the guilty party.  They were in on the homicides with their children all for money.  That night I heard the safety deposit box and have no clue how much money was in 2C.

I don't even know where to start this blog is therapy for me personally so I apologize if something I said offend or scared you i have to get this out on paper so I can let it go.  You just never hear it ending it just sicks with you worse than Cancer.  At anytime of the day you might get a flashback at anytime of this event sending your body into a panic not at the disco.  It caused my fibro to flare up but, now finding out in the end we all made it leaves me with just a whirlwind of emotions.  The guy that I thought died never did, and I just figured that out.  Thankful to the people that night on Jan. 29th 2015 that those gentlemen were able to make it out alive.  We will never forget what it did to us and why it still causes trauma yet today, we will never be the same, we will share the fact we made it out alive together and from that many hostage situations that brings people close as family after you have lived through so many situations together that would of almost ended your life but, I helped the departments out through it and we never had anything to worry about.

Imagine you are in the middle of a project so you hesitate to open the door you don't think much of it you keep doing because you will get up, and answer the door.  At the Tarnhill we had an event that was so dramatic witnesses had all told the police by time I was there and they kept it from me to make me feel better but, really it made it worse but, Its not their fault either.  They were accused of this one also but, it was the bitches and j j r who were the guilty party.  You could hear much like the night of January 29th 2015 running bull straight at you no option out.  Its so hard because I never made it to the door.  I hate myself, I hate that I never made it to the door, I tried to call police right away and should of offered my place to the stranger who was let in the door.  I had broken up with 55331 because I thought he had died in the homicide on the 29th of Jan. in 2015 but, that wasn't the case he survived an may be on ice right now idk where he is.

I fell asleep talking to him and then passed out from remembering trauma. I wish I would have opened the door my life would be different now and I would of been able to get the door things would be different.  I just was in a trance from doing my identity theft papers I was going to answer and then I heard the screams down the hall way....the neighbors said to me on my A. I. don't go out there so I stayed out and didn't look at the scene then I heard what I hope was ambulance medics.  God,  Officer Captain I am so so so so so so so so sorry that I didn't answer the door sooner.  About to be KVV and then she said she was me bullshit.  I tried to dial 911 but my phone wasn't working it wouldn't let me dial out and the bill was paid.   This one hangs worse they all are bad and have elements of choas that is unexplained.  Later that night we were in a hostage situation because I wasn't able to talk to 55331 because I had broken up with him.

Later that night Officer Captin told me, Joy your going to the hospital,   while I was being put in the ambulance I remember a voice telling me "JOY we are going to keep you alive tonight don't be mad at us, just know were doing this for your safety and its dangerous in the apartment right now and we want you in a safe location."  WOW I remember the second time oh my God HCMC Black and WHITE HELLS BELLS SKID ROW.   One other time from  from the Accident on 35 W I suffered a major heart attack and couldn't breath went into the hospital it was scary.  So scary that you NEVER want to be on SKID ROW Pastor Tom was right, "Don't say a word in the ER of HCMC PSYCH"  Why I got put down there is beyond me.  Some guy asked me a bunch of questions and I was being honest and never again will I ever be that honest.  This was the beginning of them sending me to the psych hospital and it was suppose to be the killer who went.  I did everything pretty much on my own because you learned how to survive at the hospital. 

It taught me that freedom isn't free, that you can put your hand on the pain of the window and your pain runs down in tears of your eyes that the tears are so heavy you can feel them hit the floor and make a sound.  In their there is no freedom. NO. is a common theme and, until you learn why things are the way they are your just a chess piece.

It kept me safe and even though going down those long halls it was so scary that ER room wasn't an ER room.  One side was Private insurance and the other-side was Medical Assistance.  I being a poor Indpendant let constitutionalism reign.  It was crazy, I mean Skid ROWe, you never wanted to be caught talking because they monitor everything you say 24/7  since I was little I have talked to myself and process out loud.  As a result, they always say undefined, unknown psychosis go figure its me talking to my artificial intelligence and basically my conscious mind.  Intelligent people have conversations with God all the time and I do that a lot and even when I'm not thinking i'll be talking to God.

Finally, the doctor went to Oregon state he was a duck.  He quacked me out of that quakary pretty quick however, they made you strip down to nothing luckily i had my bathing suit on go figure I must of been on my way to the water.  I was able to negotiate my bible and keep it with me.  It was the only weapon I had against the Chaos and Satan.  I heard the doctor talking about a cancer floor and then he said they are really nice on that floor.  Not, knowing at the time of event I may have still brain cancer from when I was a baby.  The guardians will deny all of it so perhaps its a hush hush thing that only a few know about.  So we finally get to talk he reminded me of Officer caption Drew Peterson he looked just like him I felt safe in his care.  I had passed out as I must of been down there for at least 3 hours.  Then he said what do you think about going to Blue 5 I said it sounds great get me out of here he was going to put me on two but I got to go to 5. 

Later, that morning toward the end of the stay I found out that it was a cancer floor.   Everyone around me had cancer,  we were survivors of our own catalyst.  It made me think I must of been in tough shape so they sent me to make sure I got three meals and snacks and the treatment was so good to me.  The nurse would put on my back patches of morphine litocane and it would help me pass the moment that the pain was killing me.  I was suffering from depression, ptsd, anxiety, cancer, chronic fatigue, brittle bones disease, a dislocated rotatory on both shoulder possible back separation and a chiropractic mess.

May 23rd

Another hit man car turn and burn.  Schuffel out side the Tarnhill I don't know what happen on this one other than that man never came back it was a once in a lifetime event.  I pray he is still alive but, he might be on the Big Screen in LA, i was still about 124 at the time. I am going to Monday start my new workout and kick some major tail and start over to loose this weight.  I hate who I have become and what people keep saying its just old like a broken record, I am glad I have the Broken Road that did lead me straight to You and its something that will be said for all of us who survived those homicides we are stronger and together untouchable!

March 8th and 9th

Two Calls. One shot. Who fell. Whisky on the rocks I hope you go to HELL; killer.   You had the best conversation with him and I just got off the phone I was outlining stuff for Womens rights and not much to say about this one other than I pulled a tom cruise meltdown.  I mean what do you do when you hear scuffling and shooting and then I am 55331 and the tone, syntax, content, continuity have all changed and your lifelong dream is in this souls compass; I think NOT.  I'll have to find a way a way to make it on my own.  I reacted so badly that it was a two day event and police came to my door that I was unaware of and they were well had at the end of their rope with me.  It was my biggest meltdown but, after hearing the car  jack homicides it really leaves you to wonder. HIT. KILL. Transfer. Send body.  is this what they do? I mean they killed probably from the grapevine about 37 people and I remember 4 of 37 of them is to many.  It leaves you to question everything, your own existence, why would God put you through such an event?  Being kept from my genetic roots also ignited a fire I would jump off my queen bed to the floor like Tom Cruise would jump on the Couch perhaps were connected in a different life? It happened at 1:46 am in the west coast of California.  The best part of it all was that I was able to interrogate her and get it out that she killed him ans was in California during that time.  This  one really doesn't have much more than that other than me screaming his name and then the shot and then a new guy on the phone it wasn't 55331 anymore.

We had a war going the who's 55331 the masquerade of the CIA and Puppets on a string, identity theft, homicide flashbacks, nightmares kept sending me back eventually the end of this was moving back to Nisswa this year in 2018.

Tears, sadness, fear, anxiety, depression, ptsd, all to be a result of these circumstances; we will be together forever and NO ONE will get in between us! From one tower to the next thank you for being my WING Gentlemen.

To lighten the words here is a video short clip that can show the bond we have together united we stand!

Could you do a Fly by and Clip My Tower :)

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