Sunday, January 11, 2009

Megan is banished!


Megan has been banished from this house.

A dear friend of mine named Ed is a new widower. His wife, sweet Bonnie, died August 2. She is in Heaven with Jesus having trusted in Him as her Saviour while still alive on Earth. They lived right under my place in the lower front apartment.

Within a couple of weeks after the funeral, poor Ed, in shock and sadness, having known Megan (as did Bonnie) seemed to want to cling to her. She'd been over often to see them with her girls, with her Mom etc. I don't believe Bonnie liked her as Bonnie was very street wise. But she was very hospitable and kind.

Why Ed seemed attracted to Megan like a magnet is beyond me. I do know he loves kids, in the RIGHT way and his heart goes out to them. We tried to warn him, but he went full speed ahead with Megan almost all the time. He either stayed in her Mom's trailer (with 6 people [including Mom] Megan, her 2 daughters, Megan's friend Jen and Megan's brother who is with Jen now); or had Megan back here either with or without the children.

Though there was no intimate relationship, they did stay in the same bed in either location with or without one of the little girls with them.

And then she started to pull her tricks as the hard working con artist. Some of his pills started disappearing. She's been stealing her Mom's pills for a long time. She encouraged Ed to do more, while pretending to be shocked when he was high.

Hang on . . I'll get to the point.

During that time, one day she stopped here and came up on my porch. She informed me that her friend Jen, who was moving out from her Mom's place (2 houses down), would be dropped off here after work and Megan would be coming here to pick her up. I thought to myself, 'Oh no, that's not going to happen.'

I asked Megan to come inside and let her know that my home would not become a bus stop. Today was fine but no more. She tried to push it saying, "But that's where she can be dropped off." I said, "No, I'm sure in this village of ours, this place is not the ONLY one where you can pick her up." I was nice and polite and even said I was sorry I had to put my foot down, but I did not want all that company everyday. Then Megan, realizing she lost, turned on her fake charm and said, "Oh Ma, I've been waiting for you to stand up for yourself." Yeah? 'Well, you got what you wanted,' I thought to myself just about gagging on her phoniness.

Most of the kids (now in their 20's) who have spent some time here in my home through the last few years call me Ma. I only wished she wouldn't.

Now here's the kicker. A few days later, Tania, my son's fiance (who lives behind me in the upper rear apt.) came out on the porch and she was furious. She has an 11 year old daughter Angel from her previous marriage. I asked what was wrong.

Angel, though having been told by Megan not to say anything, mentioned to her Mom that Megan had told her something and she didn't understand it. Of course Tania was all ears. Megan had told this 11 year old girl that she was mad at her x-husband because he had broken up her relationship with a girl she loved so much. And she told Angel she was bi-sexual. This bi-sexual pervert was trolling.

Megan is over the top with affection and 'caring'. She had befriended Angel and if before this we warned Angel to be careful around Megan, Angel would get very defensive about Megan.

Well, that's over. It became obvious that Megan had stolen some needed meds from Ed (who has lymphodema) including a whole bottle of one of them. And between that and what she dared say to an 11 year old . . earned her permanent banishment from here.

I truly hope she finds the error of her way . . I've witnessed to her a few times. But she's NOT coming near my Granddaughter ever again!

Additional comment: Megan managed to come back one day about 3 weeks ago. And she knew we are mad at her. She was downstairs when Ed came home from an ER visit. We didn't know. Ed came up here and let me know Megan was downstairs, but it wasn't at his invite. I got word to Tania. She flew through my apartment (shortcut to the front stairs) and down to Eds. She kicked Megan out reminding her she is forbidden to come here. Megan pretended to not know what she was talking about and claimed Angel misunderstood. That Angel had overheard a phone conversation. Lying Megan at her best . . Tania told her "I don't care how she heard it, get out now!" Another person there said, "I'll take you home Megan." And they left. Oh I wish I'd been down there.

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