In Jail for My Own Truth

Contents

IN JAIL FOR MY OWN TRUTH

PREFACE

INTRODUCTION

PUPPET ON A STRING

CHAPTER I

YOUR JOB DEPENDS ON IT!

CHAPTER II

AN UNFORGETTABLE

DAY

CHAPTER III

POWER AND CONTROL

CHAPTER IV

WHY ARE YOU CRYING?

CHAPTER V

MAKING A DIFFERENCE?

CHAPTER VI

WHAT DO YOU PLAN ON DOING?!

CHAPTER VII

TWISTING, MIXING,

ANGUISH WITH TERROR

CHAPTER VIII

DON‘T YOU GET IT!

CHAPTER IX

A NEW BEGINNING

CHAPTER X

CONFRONTING REALITY

EPILOGUE

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

I would like to thank all these people and friends for their trust, support, help, belief, and respect in me! Their strength and confidence in fighting for what is wrong and the response to the calling when people are at a dead end. My immediate family, for their patience and love! and all those people who have crossed paths in my life and have positive energy.

Attorney: Gary Poenisch San Antonio, Texas

Robert L. Jimenez, M.D., F.A.P.A. San Antonio, Texas

The staff at Nix Mental Hospital San Antonio, Texas

Office manager: Dan Ramos at A.C.L.U. San Antonio, Texas

President: Lourdes Rodriguez L.U.L.A.C.

At L.U.L.A.C. District 5 San Antonio, Texas

Pastor Rosa L. Wilson-Moore San Antonio, Texas

President: Vicente Garcia at E.S.O. San Antonio, Texas

President: Mary Garcia

For Mailing Consultant Company San Antonio, Texas

President: Carla Vela

Tejano Democratic Party San Antonio, Texas

President: T. C. Calvert at N.F.A.

Neighborhood First Alliance San Antonio, Texas

Professor: Isidro Aguirre Laredo, Texas

Attorney: Charlie Urbina Jones San Antonio, Texas

Linda Jones San Antonio, Texas

Professor: Hector Manuel Pardo Monclova, Coahuila Mexico

Financial Advisor: George Gomez El Paso, Texas

Insurance Advisor:

Luis Gustavo Castro Mexico D.F.

Private Investigator & Sergeant U.S.M.C.

Efrain Briones San Antonio, Texas

I would also like to thank, Estanislado (Stan) Escamilla Jr., from Poteet Texas. My soul mate! Thanks for your love, understanding, support and loyalty. For believing in me and for helping me translate this novel into an English version.

I dedicate this novel to my three greatest treasures; my children.Augustine my only son; reminding him to always have respect for humanity and for all living things. My first daughter Josie; to stay strong, observe and learn. Life is not easy! My youngest daughter Vanessa; enjoy your childhood and continue to be who you are.

We always have to believe in ourselves and our dreams. And as time passes, you’ll will realize; with Gods help, that everything is possible. You just have to be focused, have respect, love, and hope. And always remember no matter what! Believe in freedom and follow your heart.

With Love Mom

God Bless You All!

By: Regina Vetancourt

I would also like to dedicate this book, in loving memory to my father,Gustavo Gomez Reyes.

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IN JAIL FOR MY OWN TRUTH"

Life that I breathe, time that I seize,

changes that have kept me IN JAIL FOR MY OWN TRUTH.

The four walls that crowd me,

depression, humiliation, anger, and hate,

keep me confined and in a cage.

Desperately I’ve searched for some justice.

Desperately I search for some inner peace,

promises that have kept me, IN JAIL FOR MY OWN TRUTH.

The powerful love I feel for my children

and the infinite respect I have for myself.

The pointless point of a woman scorned

by her dreams and accomplishments.

The world of beauty!

But the unfairness, injustice, and cruel

thoughts that have kept me, IN JAIL FOR MY OWN TRUTH.

Love, hate, truth, and dishonesty.

Power, weakness;

War: For spiritual peace.

A strength for survival. A strength for tomorrow.

A strength that will free me! IN JAIL FOR MY OWN TRUTH.

PREFACE

How difficult is it to be able to accept the laws of the land that man created?When the pain of a human goes beyond the barriers of what is more than realand destroys the heart. When you see that justice is not just, and the word law,is just a word and holds no amends, and brings no peace, comfort, and freedom,but gives you suffering for an indefinite time. This is my reason for writing this non-fiction novel, about this cruel but real story.And so that maybe true justice and inner peace can hope to forget the torment, of a woman’s life, that still keeps her In Jail for My Own Truth

INTRODUCTION

PUPPET ON A STRING

Haunt, torture, distress, and hell, are merely words to describe this true story. The manipulation of a real woman scorned by fear and deceit, by a man who had nothing better to do, but to destroy an innocent soul. A soul that now lives in oblivion and forgets what life, love, and happiness is all about. This is a story about a lady named Ms. Reyes. Born in a foreign country, and later, after a process, took an Oath of Allegiance and became a citizen of this country. She is a proud, young and attractive, divorced mother of three.

At the time of this story, Ms. Reyes lived in a humble neighborhood, where she was known to be a hard worker, friendly, and respectful. A strong woman who always fought for what she believed was right, no matter what the sacrifice. And now, because of her fight for justice and respect, lives in turmoil. Ms. Reyes, still to this day, lives in suffering. She continues to be trapped and confined in a cell of ruins and despair. She ponders. Bitter smile, I see you smile, yet alone, I know you have a great sorrow. You try to cover that which makes you suffer. Your fears you hide and sometimes without you knowing, you demonstrate your pain. You give a smile when in reality you want to cry. Trying to conceal your sentiments, you travel through life searching for, then erasing your bitter experiences, your great sorrow, then I see your face. Yet, only I ask, that you continue smiling, and that the bitter smile one day, return no more. She still continues to have the strength for hope and faith. Her fight continues. Now, the writer and Ms. Reyes, narrate her tormented reality

It all started one evening in June 1996, when I was working in my homes backyard garden. As I was gardening and watching my children play, a strange man appeared next to me. He was an older gentleman, with a friendly smile; a salesman offering me some products for my home, and at the same time introducing himself as Richard Hernandez. As I raised my head, I also introduced myself. He then says. Nice to meet you Ms. Reyes! Is your husband in? And continues; I would like to speak to you’ll about my company’s products and how they can benefit your family. I responded in a confident voice. No he’s not! I’m a single mom, so you can speak to me. Ms. Reyes being a single mom, was always in search of a better future for her and her family, so she decided to take a break and listen to what he was selling. He continued with his presentation. Explaining his products, their advantages, and the benefits he could offer her and her family. Ms. Reyes listened attentively and found his offer interesting. Finally, she was convinced and decided to purchase what he was selling. She went about her daily and nightly routine, living life accordingly. With her three children by her side, life was as pleasant as could have been expected. But destiny would change her life.

After six months her home burns down, leaving her and her family homeless. She was devastated. Ms. Reyes was all alone with three children to care for and had no clue what she was going to do. So she searched deep inside her and found the strength to remain conformed and optimistic. Ms. Reyes had goals for her and her children, and no obstacle was going to get in the of way of her success. Ms. Reyes’s first and foremost ability was that she was a survivor, and didn’t give up. Through this catastrophic experience, Ms. Reyes conducted herself with the up most respect and intelligence. Qualities she attained naturally. Ms. Reyes’s composure through this ordeal impressed Richard Hernandez. He knew that the company he worked for, looked for qualities like these in people they hired. The company he worked for complies with their products and offer Ms. Reyes a position in the company. She accepts and takes the initiative to start a career as a sales person. Now Ms. Reyes continues with her story.

I started with good results, and in a short time, became one of the best sales person in that industry. My desires were to accomplish my goals, so I worked hard, as hard as I could; with all my heart and soul. I gave the best of myself to be successful and to be a good example for my family and peers.

At the time, during my employment, the person in charge was Walter Dean; an older man, with a strong personality and an authoritative voice. A wise man who I could count on and go to for advise. When I started, I had a great passion for my work, I dedicate every minute possible to my career. And at the same time, helped others be the best at everything they did. I was a leader.

Ms. Reyes continues her story. But as she speaks, a great demon haunts her every thought. With considerable strength she tries to fight this evil. Day in and day out she looks for the energy in her to continue. But the fight always seems to be in vain. It allows this demon, horrible untruths in her life. With his voice of deceit he attacks and hurts her inner self. He invades her privacy, and as a woman makes her feel like the filthiest woman on this earth. This demon dominates her heart and soul so easily, that each day she crucifies herself; every second making her feel nauseated, disgusted and terribly sick. Ms. Reyes adds. I want to wake up and feel that everything is just a horrible nightmare, and that finally, I can be in peace. But every day he returns,controlling me to the state of panic and depression, that only a valium can surpass!

Immediately the thought of peace and happiness enter her mind, as she thinks of her family and returns to a time of innocence. When I was a child, I held my fathers hand, and I knew that I was in the safest of hands;life was pleasant and cheerful. I remember going to school and playing with my childhood friends. When trust meant confiding in teachers and the people you knew would not betray you. When the seasons of the year meant just that! When time was accurate and the days of the week were more than chronologic existence. When playing on playgrounds and getting homework done was the only concern. Thinking about classroom mischief was the only wrong I could do. When making the music teacher laugh, at his convenience, was O.K. All these thoughts are the only thing that bring peace and joy to me now.

But still, these demons leave my adulthood scorned for life. People around me seem evil and cruel; Ms. Reyes feeling that even her best friend could harm her in the worst possible way. And yes, she does wish she could go back to being an infant; cuddled and loved unconditionally. But she also knows that this can never happen anymore since she has become an adult. She has to accept her misfortune as just another life experience and move on, so her counselor says. Ms. Reyes just can’t understand her condition and adds. So many people, so much effort, just for the evilness of one man! Now, I just go on for my family, and those who truly care about me.

But even with this thought, in a weak moment the cruel nightmare returns and controls me like a puppet on a string. Controlling my every move at its will, exhausting me physically and emotionally; with fear of closing my eyes and seeing his face. Making me feel that I wish I had never been born, or never lived long enough to be an adult woman and have to deal with this unforeseen disaster. Then in an angry but fearful voice asks. How difficult it is not to feel this realistic and cruel experience? A nightmare that empowers me. And with a knot in her throat, tears running down her cheeks continues. Everyday I run further away from reality. Circling around my fears and feeling a great and terrible pain in my heart. Running against my own soul, my life and my being.

I continue to feel oppressed, and in my own jail. My desire is that in seconds I can feel a gust of wind giving me hope and peace! But with that thought, I submerge back to a terrible storm of sadness, fear, and loneliness. My yearning is to yell out the truth, without forgiveness or fear, and not to endanger my self esteem. I don’t want to worry or feel a danger from that other person, who took the right to step all over my existence!

CHAPTER I

YOUR JOB