LIES!! LIES!! LIES!! It's KATE JACKSON here please read!!
Hi, Christos, Everyone,
I want to personally assure you that the horrible lies and staged photographs currently being printed about me are, without exception, TOTALLY false! I'm sure you already know that.
These past three years helping Farrah have not been easy. When she slipped away, I thought I had prepared myself, but I realized immediately that I had not. *I miss her every day. She hated these vultures and liars who will tear a person's beautiful home up, plant drug things, etc. for money. We came home from Spring Break & discovered mold growing in our beautiful little cottage. I immediately took Taylor to a hotel, for the mold appeared to be black, toxic Stachbachys, and can be fatal to human beings. Its presence in the house was not disclosed to us when we bought it, however after calling to report the finding of it, I discovered it had been illegally not disclosed to me and had been there all the time. It had made us both very ill, but we did not know the cause until we left town for 2 weeks, returned, and without my ndailey housecleaning, it had broken through surface areas all over. We have not lived in it since Spring Break. I have been with Farrah since Sept. 2006, splitting my time taking my son to & from school as he did hyis homework in her living nroom. Farrah loved Taylor, and would always call, "Where is that big, handsome boy of mine?" As he entered the room she held out her arms, hugged him tightly, and kissed him on the cheek. She was wonderful and funny right up until her final hours.
The last time I was at my house for more than a minute, a friend had hired some men to help lift heaqvy boxes in the garage. Rather than do that, they took every box out and threw them all over the backyard. When I arrived and took my 1st look at the leader, I was alarmed. I remember thinking,"This man is a criminal & has been in jail. He looks like a heavy drug user, too. I told Taylor to go across the street & play with his friends. I had offered to pay a friend in financial trouble (who had borrowed some money from me)if she could do errands for me, grocery shopping, etc. when I had promised to take Farrah to her treatments. She had agreed. I was not aware she told nanyone she was my "personal assistent". She was not. However, rather than feel like a "paid friend", she elevated her status to make herself feel better and admitted to me an hour ago that she called herself my "personal assistent". Shd hired the junk nhaulers from the phone book to take the refrigerator, which was broken beyond repair, out of the house and to the junkyard. Heavy items stored in the garage had come crashing down on me one recent afternoon, so she hired them to come back the next day to stack them back neatly in the garage, at my brequest. However, when they took the 'fridge out of the house, they realized it was my house by photos nof my friends and myself, asked her, and she unwisely told them "Yes". The crimal looking one somehow took my cell phone # when I placed it upon a box to lok around at the mess they had created. He began to stalk me on the telephone a few days later. He once called 42 times within about 2 hours. He told Pamela I owed him money. I did not. He had, evidently, gone to my home, broken in, torn it up from top to bottom, "planted" things that I have NEVER in my life seen before, such as what I am told is a "bong" in my home and photographed it. He and his three workers evidently thre trash around my home, made piles of things I cannot identify from the photos they then took, and sold a terrible, false, libelious story or stories to the tabloids. These people are worse trash than what they claimed to find in my home, such as "rat feces". I will bring lawsuits against them, the tabloids who printed this false and malicious stories and staged photographs.
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