Truth about the Ms.Ann Marie Ragubeer v.d Dobbelsteen story

There is one typographical error in the email below. the house number is 72 and not 75 Benares Road. Also Nava Bharrat is from Kenya. His friend L. Mittal was also involved.

They all tried to cover up stories, by saying they are maikng a flim and they are doing a past life regression on her; my shit, my story is the present since October 2006 and it's the truth. They might have money but does not mean they can dominate my life , that is not how it works. They have all threaten me for the last two years and i had no choices, but i am not afriad of them anymore. i don't want a court case with anyone of them, because they are too full of lies, but none of them can stop me from writing the truth.

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When i lived in Benares Road Plumstead for  seven years and two months from the 13th Dec 2001 to 15th May 2008. No one in Benares Road spoke with me and my family before, except Irene Master who was living downstairs below the flat where i was living in at the top, we would often knock on her door whenever we would be away on holidays to say we would be away, she would do the same when she is away.
 
When i went to New York USA April 2006, i visit together with my son the United Nations and in their gift shop we bought what was always my dreams but never had the cash at the right time, fifty one flags from fifty one different countries which made up the UN body of countries, something which cost me more than USD$100.00. my son always wanted to be a pilot when he was a kid it was the first word he learn't to spell after saying mummy.
 
My marriage had already broken up since 3rd Oct 2005. After i got the beautiful flags, i set it up nicely in the house, and on the wall above that i placed a Royal Airforce wall paper with different planes so that my son could learn the different planes and flags of different countries; i have to admit it was like shrine for me,as i admire it each day. When the neighbours spy into my home from their window to my window, the house number 75  and 70 they were good friends as they were always seen borrowing each other's car; they alarm the police. At the same time i was working at Berkeley Seymour Property finance company, i liked all the staff, despite Phil Dogulas and Mary O'Meara teasing me at times, they knew i was seperated from my marriage, but the did not know the entire details, i had also told my boss Sidney Cuby i was going through a marriage break up and i was hoping to mend my marriage. I know they loved me and they were looking out  for me in their best interest,  when the staff went to Benares Road to check out the house where i am living, i know they had great intensions of helping me, but the house was already on camera; karl was there "Hard core truth, i like Karl and everyone else; when they discovered flags and wall paper of planes on the wall, they got scared because at that time there was no reciept on the items, i had the reciepts in an envelope. Karl called Nava Bharrat and told her about the flags and wall paper he discovered, he was asking Nava for help or decision what to do about me, because i looked so Indian like Nava. It was not Karl that called the Police, it was Nava Bharrat who called the police, but the police was already called by the neighbours.
 
I was already emotional with my marriage break down, caught in a cubicle circle, and had to make a decision, how was i going to cover for the staff i worked for, that i love and they were seen on cameras already by my ex-husband, so i resigned. When i was leaving Berkeley Seymour that day, secret services officers in black and white clothers were on every corners of the street, watching me like a hawk. that was the 24th Oct 2006. I was in tears i came home after i resigned, i knock on Irene Masters door, to tell her i resigned, she wasn't nice to me and from the conversation we had i know she was also involved.
 
I called my ex-husband Ed and told him i resigned, he came to London on the 28th and 29th Oct 2006, but the police was looking for an alibi out of their mess up, so they taught they would blame my ex-husband. Secret services police had already moved into the house with the black iron gate with their security dogs, as i watched from my window. on the night of the 31st Oct 2006, i know that Berkeley Seymour staff was trying to save me, so they come up with some silly idea of giving em a halloween scare, i was already horrified, so i ran out of the home, but i ran  right into another trap the neighbour at 70 Benares Road, Plumstead, she called the police, whilst the people at 69 Benares Road that night told 70 Benares Road, get that girl out of your house they are coming to execute her. The police turned up and they wre no good, they took my son away from me,telling me they just want me to go to woolwich hospital to take some test that i am not crazy, and if i don't go voluntarily, then  they would have to arrest me and that would be worst it was PC Martin's word. that is how i first got my name stained on NHS mental health list, a system in UK i will never used again and will not trust, not until the apologised to me and my son.And they can't say it is not their fault, because if they had known their job well, then i would have never been there for more than questioning and test which takes less thant two hours. While i was in there, it was black african nurses that helped me and was nice to me; it was an indian man  from Kenya who interview me and labelled me. It was Sidney Cuby who called the hospital and got me released trying to clear up the mess, but i was already hurt, then i start sending them emails asking to speak to Sidney Cuby and Igal Ahouvi because their names were mentioned at the hospital. and at my door. from Phil Dogulas friend.
 
When secret services move out of the house with the iron gate, Igal Ahouvi move in there, it was then Nava Bharrat visit him on several occassion, they were having a relationship and they break up in Dec 2006. Right after that indian people in Plumstead start stalking me, not only in plumstead but every where down west end i heard my name stained and it was not doing any good for me, because i was already so emotionally hurt, and they were applying more damages to my pain. To this date it is Indian people in London UK who are staining my name. They only reason why i never made a complaint about this before it was because so many people were involved, also my President of my country is Indian and people in London UK don't see that Indian people from Caribbean, South America and Latin America are different from the racial indians in the UK. They stained my name, but no one ever come forward and help me. i was brought down to the stage where i had to pawn my son's guitar, and other accessories to make money to buy food, after they throw me out of a job. When i walked the road in Benares Road, and i was out of a job, seeking another job with no money in my hand, it was a black catholic guy from Nigeria who was living in Benares Road that give me ten pounds.
 
They are all saying i made big damages in the uk, they should take a good look at how much damages they have caused me, my son, my family and my country. i was threaten before, but i am not afraid of anyone now, bt that does not mean i won't write about it. Nava Bharrat is a tall indian woman, slim, she has her hair grown out now.so the Nava Bharrt photo you find on the internet is not her. They all blame Igal Ahouvi and tried to lay the blame on him, in hopes i would go against him, but it was him and Sidney that saved me, along with Rachael Cohen and the rest. there was lots of people involved. because the police themselves tried to take themselves out.
 
They all stained my name, caused corruptions in Guyana, done the biggest damages, after my story start getting political and expect me to shut up. lots of black people was involved also, i will take no sides for no one.

 
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