Don't know what you know about Brad from the time of his birth but here we go. I knew something was not right when while in the hospital just after the birth he would eat a ton of food (nursing I mean). When he was done the nurses would come and get him so I could rest but always seemed ten minutes later they would bring him back to me starving. He would puke up all his milk. I told them that something was wrong with that and they would always reply with "he's just a pukie baby, some puke more than others". It just didn"t seem right. You may remember from whatever mom told you that for the next six months which were his first six months of life, we were constantly back and forth in the hospital here in Dawson because he would become deathly ill from dehydration from all the puking. He just could not keep food down. The really wierd thing about it was that this would happen every 6 to seven days. Just like clock work. Tons of tests were done on him and no one could figure it out. He had several needles (blood tests) which were like hell to both of us. I couldn't stand seeing almost being torchered by all those nurses and doctors. He lost so much weight that by the time he was 6 months old he only weighed something like 13 pounds. I remember mom packing him in her arms into the hospital like he was dead. Ghostly pale and no sign of life in his eyes. It was awful. Finally I got a second opinion and was sent to Edmonton to the Royal Alex. Hosp. A Dr. by the name of Dr. Chen. Figured it out the first day. He said that the asophogis worked only intermitantly and perscribed some med. After about a 6-7 day stay at the hospital, I was headed for home but not before picking up the perscription at a local IDA drug store. The druggest wrote up the prescription wrong and a few days later I relized that Brad had been over dosed by 13 times more than he was suposed to get. Poor boy. We took him off for a bit than continued for a few months. No more problems. Brad was always a very shy, Quiet boy and I always just assumed that that was his personality. Always glued to my lap. Stayed very pale and unhealthy looking right up to today. He pretty much cried through Kindergarten, better in grade 1, a little better in 2, his grade 3and 4 teacher was the same for those two years and she said it took her 2 years to break him out of his shell. Now in September of 2002, he went into grade 5, a new teacher and he hasn't been back to school for a full day since. This is where it all begins. He could not step a foot into his class. He would instantly go into a major panic attack and axciety attack. He tells me he so badley wants to go to school and be with his friends and learn but something inside of him won't let him do what he wants to do. When he would try to sit in class, he would see everything in the class as something bad. For example; the filing cabinet became something bad and scarey. The teachers desk would have awful coming out of the drawers, and to him it was almost like a horror movie playing over and over in his head. He said the harder he tried to get rid of the thoughts, the worse they would become. He would become a complete basket case. Poor little guy. So we saw the doctor who spoke to children's Hosp. in Vancouver and started to try to help us. For 5 months nothing worked. They drugged him and things became worse. They had a special helper try to get Brad back into school and we tried that for 5 months. He was never able to return to class for more than 5 minutes without going into major attacks. Its almost like something so bad happened at school that he is unable to attend ever again. He says nothing at all happened. He really specified that it was like someone else was inside his body not allowing Brad to do anything that a normal 10 year old would do. He wants to play with his friends but this thing won't let him, he wants to go to school but this thing won't let him, he wants to go to mitchel palfi's house to play but same again, he is unable to bring a new toy home and enjoy it, he is unable to allow any change in his normal place. Christmas was very difficult this past year because he was so depressed. Wasn't able to participate in the X-mas concert, couln't handle the fact that Dave's son Abe was spending the night X-Mas eve to share the holidays with us, he was worried about how he would handle any new stuff in the house especially his own new toys, clothes ect. When everyone else was so excited about X-Mas, he was depressed, unhappy and was going through hell with all those strange feelings go on inside him. We were going no where and the Children's Hosp. in Vancouver wants him down there and to stay for about a month so they can watch him. Well we all know what would happen there. They would drug him and probably put him in the phyc ward. I then went to a child physicologist who worked on him for a while and that made things worse. Now where do you go. I really felt something else was going on and maybe a hypnotherapist could help. We have a wonderful guy here in town and he travells all over to teach his knowledge. He just got back from Australia when we met up with him finally and he said he could help us. Throughout all of our visits with this guy, we kept coming to these brick walls where we just could not go any further. Absolute Resistance. Because Bradley explained to Gary that there was someone else inside of his body not letting him do anything that he wants to do Gary decided to take another aproach to the matter. I should say that every time Bradley would get very angry at this thing inside of him and tell him to leave him alone and to go away, it would fight back with so much more power over Brad. So anyway as Brad is under hypnosis, this Jack charactor comes out and talks to Gary in Brads voice. He says things that Brad would not be able to come up with. This Jack was killed in a car accident by his mother whom hated him terribly and also along with his little brother Ken. Jack is now 22 years old and Ken is 11 or 12. Not quite sure from memory. Gary tried to lead Jack to the light but Jack would not go. He saw his mother on the other side and hated her for what she did to him. He is very angry. Note; when Jack was told to look for the light and that it would start as a pinhole size then get larger and larger, we waited for a response and than Brad suddenly let out a burst of energy and said "WOW!"."ITS SO BEAUTIFUL!". Allen and I and Gary all looked at each other in total surprise. This is so real. Several times Gary tried to lead Jack through the light but he would not go. Each time we would fail , the anger on Brad's face was so strong. When Jack would tell Gary that he likes it where he is and will not leave, Brads expression was of anger. Jack admitted to entering Brad's body when he was a little baby because Brad was sick and therefore very weak so would not be able to push Jack out. Now Brad is trying to push Jack out and trying to get him to leave all this hell that Brad lives with on a daily basis is coming from Jack. Brad says he has no controll of anything any more and its so scarey to see him like this.. He hates it and hates himself . He thinks he's no good and so badley wants to be like all other children his age and have fun riding his bike, playing with friends, going to birthday parties ect. He was not even able to go to his dad's every second week-end like he used to. His dad felt terrible knowing Brad wouldn't come to visit him like he used to. This all just makes no sence. When Gary could not go any further with this entity thing he tried another direction. Again meeting up with such resistance. He finally could not help any more so spoke to his proffessor in Vancouver whom referred us to another Dr. in Edmonton who also practised hypnotherapy. Dr. Prefontain. We went to Edmonton with high hopes only to find this guy came up against the same strong resistance as everyone else. He didn't hypnotise Brad at all, He did more of an energy thing and for 2 days we crammed as much as possible into our brains in hope we could cure him. As we left his office for the last time, he asked Bradley if he knew what that Teddy Bears name was and pointed to a teddy sitting below the window on the floor. The first word out of Brad's mouth was GOLDIE. Absolutely no way of knowing that. Dr. than said Brad has some psychic powers. Just does not know it yet. So we come home and nothing has done any better. While we were in Edmonton, Gary was doing some research and found a very qualified psychiatrist in Van. who highly recomended this guy named Clinton. Deals with this sort of thing all the time. When I spoke to him he said that the first sign of a thought form entering your body is the puking. This may explain the enterance of Jack????? Also that the needles may have caused a split and when you throw a little psychic powers in on all that, you get a very difficult situation. Its much harder to rid of that thought form. He's cured many patience with multiple personalities and dealt with alot of entities. Sounds like the perfect person for the job. Has lots of crudentials and testomonials from his patients. He told me of several of his cases and he really thinks he can help us. I can't recall his proper job name but he says they call him a witch doctor. Brad is practically begging for help and it really worries me that he may try suicide if he has to live like this for ever. He had admitted of thinking those thoughts but also says he would never do it. You never know what something like this could do to a person living in such horror on a daily basis. Now you see why I have become so desperate. He's pretty much caged himself up in the house and goes hardly anywhere or does nothing. It not fair and it's not right. Well, Its really late now so must say good-by. Keep in touch. Love you. Hugs and Kisses xxxxx-oooooo Suzy.