Have answers or were you assaulted by Doug Silva?
Silva Answers @ Outlook was disabled this morning due to someone reporting it. Geee why would someone report an email? Maybe because someone out there doesn't want the truth to be known or online?
If you have answers to any of my questions in my featured / 1st post The Silvas Who Destroyed A Childhood, leave a comment or send a message so I can contact you.
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One son,
Doug Silva molested me when I was 9 or 10 years old. I believe he molested me at an earlier age as well because of a memory I have at Kratt Elementary Kindergarten School. I went into a play tunnel with a boy and showed him my private parts and I sorta remember telling him what it was and what a boy is supposed to do. It's a fuzzy memory but I am naming these places in case anyone wants to prove the existence of them being recorded... I hope they were recorded.
After I told Viola Silva what her son Doug did to me, not only allowed her son Doug Silva to get away with molesting me but blamed me for it by calling me a whore and a slut - I was 9 or 10 years old.
Afterward, to her, I was forever that whore, slut, and pathological liar to everyone she told about how horrible a child I was. She also used to tell people that I was the spawn of the devil and a psychotic child that she regretted ever adopting. They didn't legally or fully legally adopt me. I'll get to that part later.
Did Doug Silva assault you? It's never too late to report it.
* I believe their other son, Brad Silva became a lawyer to protect them all.
I read Viola Silva's obituary and it made it sound like she was a kind old lady - she wasn't. Not when I was trapped in her house.
The earliest memory I can remember is
Bob Silva driving drunk, arguing with
Viola Silva, and driving into a ditch on the way home from his then-job at Fort Washington Golf & Country Club. I barely remember Viola Silva ripping me from the backseat and practically throwing me to the ground as she continued to yell and angry cry at Bob Silva.
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