If my Mommy don’t stop her shit I gern mop the floor with her little ass. Why I say this and cause a bunch of people who don’t no my situation get mad, is because ever since this lying cheating bitch ran my daddy from this house 4 years ago when I was only 11 years old over nothing big and I used to see my mother bring other men up in our house and take them into my dad’s room to grind them when my daddy was away or to work that’s why.
And now this little lying snake of a bitch mother want to tell me that I can’t bring my boyfriend over to our house which my daddy still own to sit with me and talk. She don’t know I will stump her little 5 feet 2 inche ass today y’all I ain’t even playing.
I’m going on 5 feet 11 inch and I only 15 years old and 158 pounds. I is a straight A student since primary school. Why can’t I have my only 1 boyfriend over and this bitch have multiple niggas in my dad’s house grinding her to pieces while I still home or not?
I’m still a virgin and plan to stay a virgin until my boyfriend marry me next year when I’m 16. I really want some advice before I stump a hole in this no good bitch mother of mind before she comes back from the store with her other new boyfriend.
She is such a whore. My daddy only have 1 woman in his life and he doesn’t cheat on her because he is a good man. But my mother’s a bad bitch. My little brother 10 he doesn’t care. My boyfriend is here sitting down next to me right now against her orders and he’s not going no where. So I need some advice.
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Boy oh boy. We don’t know what to say to you young lady. Apparently your mad for the way your mother did your father, but we would advise you to still stay in a child’s place despite what you’ve seen your mother doing behind your father’s back growing up.
Growing up, I always got prophecies on how I was chosen by God. I grew up in a christian home, so hearing things like that was like second nature to me. I would have dreams where I would be fighting demonic spirits, and literally destroying and bringing down the powers of darkness.
A few years ago back in 2016, I had a dream and this dream was different from all the others because Jesus was in it. He told me that every time someone sins, it’s like Him being crucified all over. Before my dream ended, He warned me, “Read Your Bible Like You’re Crazy”.
About a year later, I had another dream w/Jesus in it. This time, I was in what looked like hell, and I was tied down on a bed, in an empty room. Demons surrounded me and from straight ahead, I saw Satan walking towards me.
As he came closer, it was as if everything went into slow-mo and a partially empty vial with red liquid appeared in front of me. Satan looked at me with realization and with angry purpose filled steps, tried quickly to get to me. Just then the drop of liquid (what I assume to be blood) dropped on me, and all hell LITERALLY broke loose.
There was screaming everywhere as the demons and Satan instantly vanished and all of a sudden, I was no longer bound. I was standing up straight and in front of me stood a man with a robe covering His face.
When this man removed His robe and looked at me, everything stood still. There was Jesus. Idk if y’all heard about or saw the girl who drew Jesus, but that was EXACTLY what HE looked like, just a younger version.
There was so much peace and I got lost in His eyes. I woke up from the dream..shocked! Jesus had just revealed to me His Face? I knew at that age that I was called to share the gospel but even as I started to share it, it was just soo hard.
Then someone I knew took their life. My aunty had just died that year, followed by my dad, then my cousin and then this very same person that kept me smiling through it all killed themselves. Just a few months before this person died, they came to me and I quote said, “Precious, I’m sorry for making fun of you the other day.
I know you were singing to God and it was unfair for me to make fun of that. Please forgive me.” Ofc, I told him that it was okay and I didn’t hold anything against it, but told him that ultimately that he’d have to ask God for forgiveness because in making fun of me, he made fun of God.
I knew him from when I was in 2nd grade and he was in 4th, and even though we never talked on a daily basis, but the few times we did, it would either be on a ‘laughing tone’ or a serious tone, like one concerning God.
So when the news came that he was gone I, personally speaking, was sent into an even darker place that I was already in..mentally . I started asking God ‘What If’, like, ‘What If’ I shared the word with him or ‘What If’ I had reached out to him or maybe talked to him..’Maybe, just maybe he’d still be here today.
Mind you, he would come to our Christian Meetings once in a while, and he knew about God.. I guess not personally because just about a year after he died, I had another dream. I saw his body walking around in school, and I thought to myself, isn’t that “xyz”?
Isn’t he dead? So I went up to him and said,‘Why? Why did you do it? Why did you kill yourself’. He held his head and muttered, “I don’t know Precious. I was just tired. Tired of it all.
Tired of life!” His voice went hysterical and he reached out and gripped me as my surroundings changed. It was black and there were shadowy figures everywhere.
“They’re in my body! They’re tormenting me! PRECIOUS THEY’RE CARRYING ME AWAY!!” His voice turned into sobs, cries, pleading for help. “NO! PLEASE! JESUS PLEASE NOO! NOOOO! I’M SORRY! JESUSS. PLEASE! JUST GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE PLEASE! I PROMISE!..PLEASEEE!”
I felt his fear! I felt his desperation, his hopelessness and there was nothing I could do about it…
I was suddenly carried back to school in the dream. His body was still in front of me, but I knew that his soul was not. Tears were just flowing out of my eyes, and I turned and rushed up the stairs trying to get away, but then I heard his faint, fragile voice calling my name. I turned back and he stared up at me. He looked me right in the eye and said, “Don’t Come Here Precious. Do Not Kill Yourself”.
I know there are going to be some negative things said about this post, and after all these months especially, I just wanted for his name to rest in peace, but I had to speak my truth. I tried to keep the dream and everything else to myself because doesn’t everybody know about heaven and hell?, But I was visited again by God. This time He came with wrath and told me.
“Share My Gospel!” I have been shown these things for a reason, and as painful as it is, I must speak it. I still don’t know where to start, but I figured I might as well start right here with Bahama Drama. This medium.
People of The Bahamas, Hell is Real, Heaven Is Real. There is another life after death, and how you live this life here on earth WILL determine how and where you spend eternity! Please Everybody.
I Can Not Make This Stuff Up. Even recalling the events of seeing someone I laughed with on earth scream hurtfully in hell is NOT EASY.
I ask you here today, If You Were To Die Today Where Would You Spend ETERNITY?? 1 John 1:9 says, ‘If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from ALL unrighteousness.’ and Proverbs 8:23, “Whoever conceals their sins does not prosper, but the one who confesses and renounces them will find mercy.’ Renounce: refusal to continue to or abide by. “..Believe on The Lord Jesus, and you will be saved–you and your household.” Acts 16:31.
BAHAMA DRAMA
was duped into publishing an untrue story by Joe Thompson inbox message which was found to be a fake. There is no missing persons with disabilities in Nassau at this time.
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Down’s Syndrome missing person’s alert
If anyone see this man please call 919 missing persons. This is my brother who has Down’s Syndrome, and autism. He was last seen 7:45PM last night dressed up in the Batman suite that my auntie made for him. Now everyone in our family understands that he made a post on your page last month about stopping gangs in Nassau as Batman, but please people understand that my brother means no harm to anyone. And he is harmless. So if he approaches you with toy weapons please look good at them before you take him serious. Even if he grabs you please don’t harm him because he has mental disabilities. If you do see him please call 919 or my phone at: 826-0000
Good morning Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous.
I’m sure that a lot of people would agree with me when I say some boss’s at a workplace can turnout to be assholes for the slightest things and decide to ride your back all of your days on the job right?
My boss actually sits by the office door every freaking morning waiting for me to come into work it seems like. Because when I finally reach work on time as usual this bitch seems to always have some sarcastic shit to say to me then leave the front door into his office.
I swear one of these days I ga knock his ass right out and I be thinking of doing that shit everyday I come into work but you see I need my job and this bitch nigga no it that’s probably why he be giving me a hard time every time he see me coming into work.
I can’t even hardly work in peace either throughout the day without him asking me what am I doing right now as he sees me working on the spot.
I mean what he wants from me blood?
I no a lot of people would agree that I need to find another job because this dude is trying to fire me. And I agree but the problem is it’s the family business and he’s my mother’s boyfriend.
I wonder if my mother be telling him some mixed up shit about me behind my back because she is trifling like that though.
That’s why I planning on moving out the house right now because I name mon and at 51 I ain’t trying to have no other man make me feel low everyday at home and at work bro. Hell no!
I don’t bother nobody and I stay to myself on the job and in my room at home. I only come out the room to shit bath eat go to work and to let my wife in the house because this bitch nigga won’t give us a key to his house.
Sometimes life is sure try to pull you down using these kinds of ignorant ass people dread.
But what for me I ga get. And the bible says though he slay me I will serve him you see.
I soon find my own place by early next year no later. Me and my wife already been saving money on his stink ass. Let him sleep on me. If anyone was in my shoes what would you do?
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At first we felt sorry for you; but as we read your full story bro, you sound a lot like a damn leach to us. And you over 50 under another man’s roof. My Lord you could kill.
My 8 year old son keep pulling out all of his teeth
Good night Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous.
My 8 year old son keep pulling out his teeth and I don’t understand him when he comes to me and say why.
He’s always saying that his teeth are shakey when he reaches me but his sister says that when he start to lose on the game’s that he’s playing on his school tablet he would start bumping his head on the wall and pulling at his teeth.
When I ask him is he doing these things to himself he would just look me in my face with a sad look and tell me Mommy no Mommy I don’t do that and hug on to me.
I’m so afraid that my baby might be some kind of psychopath. Because his daddy used to pull out his own hair whenever he would get drunk.
And I mean the man would be bleeding when he was done. I don’t know why I gone have baby from a crazy man.
I just need some feedback on what could be wrong with my child because his sister doesn’t do that. She just lies a lot like her daddy and doesn’t like to bath her skin.
And no me and their daddy is not together. He left me for a white bitch from America where he now live’s.
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First stop comparing your children to the negative experiences that you’ve had with their father. Thanks!