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MY SECRET GARDEN

6/29/2013

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PictureWALK WITH ME INTO MY SECRET GARDEN
I just ordered Ten copy's of my Newest Book
It is one of my best. I have lived this life and there are things that I might have changed along the way, but if I would have I would not be here today.

THIS IS MY STORY ABOUT LIVING AS A TRANSGENDER MALE-FEMALE IN SOUTH GA.

PictureMISTRESS JENNA & MADAME JACQUELINE
CHAPTER FOUR
Web Modeling
the whole concept of being a
Web Model is to show and play, and being in a Duo, the play is much more fun than being alone.

I have a little story about two web models I would like to tell you about, and share this with you. It is about love.




CHAPTER FIVE
A DAY IN A LIFE




JUST A TASTE.

There was this old truck that stopped out in front of her and two guys got out of it, walking back toward her car, and just cussing and raising hell about something. All she knew was that they were drunk and this surely was not good. They walked up to the car door and starting trying to get inside, when they saw her laying down in the back seat trying to hide, they yelled at her to open the door and said that they would not hurt her, 
Yeah right two drunken rednecks.
  That just wasn't going to be good. One of the guys picked up something and broke the window, now it was on. There was no turning back, no help in sight and all hell was fixing to happen.
   I am going to be a little slow about getting into this story about my friend. As I said it is hard on me to tell this, because we are so close to each other. There are times when we are like two peas in a pod.
   Well I guess it is time to get into my story, like I said before this is very hard for me to do.
   It was at the time when the two guys had just found her in the back seat, trying to hide from them. They broke out the window and got to the door knob to open it. She tried hard to hold it and not let them get in, just did not have the strength it would take. She was really scared and there was nothing she could
do to stop what was going to happen.


If you like what I write, tell me.

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MY SECRET GARDEN

6/28/2013

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PictureTHIS IS MY NEW BOOK, HAVE A LOOK.
    Well today my real name is
Bobbie Jean Chiasson and I am very proud to be her. I have won my life, yet why am I not a Happy Camper, as Madame Jacqueline would say. Life is real here today.

  

THIS IS MY NEW BOOK, HAVE A LOOK.
THIS IS A GO TO PAGE, YOU WILL NOW STEP INTO MY SECRET GARDEN WITH ME




WALK WITH ME INTO
MY


   SECRET

    GARDEN 

BY

THE MISFORTUNES

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 MY   SECRET

  GARDEN

IS PART OF

SOUTHERN ACTS

WE ARE

"THE MISFORTUNES"

WRITTEN BY

 BOBBIE JEAN CHIASSON

EDITED BY

STEVEN LAWHORN

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

CHAPTER ONE------I AM A SHEMALE------------------7

CHAPTER TW0----MY LIFE AS IT IS TODAY-----------11
CHAPTER THREE--My Life----------------------------- 19
CHAPTER FOUR----Web Modeling----------------------30
CHAPTER FIVE-----A DAY IN A LIFE---------------------35
CHAPTER SIX------TALKING OUT------------------------52

CHAPTER SEVEN---Being Passable---------------------55
CHAPTER EIGHT---DYSFUNCTIONAL
FAMILY---------60
Chapter nine ----Can I learn to forgive? ---------------65
CHAPTER TEN-----LET HER BE A GIRL------------------72

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ONLY
YOU
CAN
CONTROL
THE INNER SIDE
OF YOURSELF


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INTRODUCTION

What I write is from my heart and what I have to deal with everyday in my life. The words that you will read are truly mine. My inspiration comes from my friends; they have given me the ability to do this and try to set me free. I write about the way they have made me feel and to show me that life is real; I was broken when we met, yet I will be left with the best I can get A TRUE FRIEND

I WOULD LIKE

TO DEDICATE THIS TO

ANGELA RAFF

&

STEVEN LAWHORN

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WELCOME

INTO MY SECRET PLACE

HERE I WILL TAKE YOU INTO MY LIFE AND ALLOW MYSELF TO SHOW MY TRUE COLORS.

FOR THE FRIST TIME IN MY LIFE, I WANT THE WORL TO SEE, THAT I AM ONLY ONE HUMAN, TRYIN TO LIVE MY LIFE. I DO NOT ASK YOU TO STAND WITH ME, I AM ASKING YOU TO STAND NEXT TO ME.THERE WERE FOUR TIMES IN MY LIFE I HAD DIED AND IT WAS NOT MY DAY. I AM STILL HERE NOW, BECAUSE I STILL HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY.
CLICK THE PIC. TO TRAVEL ON.


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A LOST SOUL

6/25/2013

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PictureCOPYRIGHTS © 2013 SOUTHERN ACTS
 A LOST SOUL
COMING SOON
   THE TALES OF SOULS IN THE NIGHT, THEY WERE THE FIRST TO FIGHT, NOW THEY STAND FOR      

WHAT IS RIGHT.
CLICK ON THE PIC,

TO SEE THE LIST OF MY BOOKS.







I WONDER

Across the land I wonder,
Why, oh why did you leave me over yonder?
You may have brought home part of me,
But my spirit is still not free.

I had die to set men free,
Yet you have shamed me.
Those that survived this war,
Fought for who they are!

Because you have disrespected them, you see,
My spirit still lies over the sea.
Because of you I get no rest,
You see, we know they did their best.

This is the way it’s going be,
We all died here so that they would be set free.
These are the best of the best.
These men are America’s Vet’s

Now it is up to you,
You really should do what you need to do.
The next time you see an old Vet.
Trying showing them some respect.
SOUTHERN ACTS PRESENT'S 
"THE MISFORTUNES"
WRITTEN BY BOBBIE JEAN CHIASSON
EDITED BY STEVEN LAWHORN

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TEARS OF A SOLDIER

6/24/2013

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I HAVE DONE MY TIME
And I have stories to tell,
For I have spend my time in Hell

I now sit in my rocking chair,
It is now known that I have done my share.
See, it is now for you to judge me,
I know I was the best that I could be.




CLICK THE PHOTO TO GO THE BOOK WHERE YOU CAN LISTEN TO ME TELL THESE POEMS OR YOU CAN READ IT FOR FREE, FOR A LIMITED TIME ONLY.

As I write and remember what I had to do,
I sit and wonder if I really did it for you.
Sometimes I feel angry and mad,
Because I see this as we never got the respect that we should have had.

I was but a boy,
Playing with a new toy,
It may have seem like fun,
Until they gave me that gun.

For you I shut my life down,
Now when I look back you are not around.
That's the way it was when we came home from the Nam,
You were sitting there smoking your pot and judging what I am.

You set there and called me names,
You had made me feel like I should be ashamed.
Yet it was all for you,
That we fought in freedoms name.

I write for those that can write no more,

I Salute you Soldiers of the past.

I WRITE FOR
" THE MISFORTUNES"
AND I HAVE CHOSEN TO USE MY PIN AS MY SWORD.
IF IT IS MY CHOOSE,
THEY WILL NEVER FORGET YOU ANYMORE.

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A  LOST  SOUL

6/24/2013

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                  A LOST SOUL
                    COMING SOON
   THE TALES OF SOULS IN THE NIGHT, THEY WERE THE FIRST TO FIGHT, NOW THEY STAND FOR                                WHAT IS RIGHT.







A SOLDIERS SHAME

As a soldier, she was taught to kill and mane.
It did not matter that she knew no name.
There was no remorse about what she done,
for it was America that gave her that gun.

They taught her how to kill with no shame.
That is when she learned that life was no a game.
She was told it was something she had to do,
yet why is it she feels sorry for what she did to you?

No names did she know,
but the images of faces will not go.
Your screams and your tears,
she now feels after all these years.

As a Soldier, she did her job well,
that is why, she feels, she is going to Hell.
Yes she has walked through the Valley of Death,
Yes, she does fear that Evil itself.

For she is that Evil, that she fears,
she used to think that life was so dear.
Thank you America for what you have done,
turned her life to Hell, when you handed her that Gun.


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I HAVE DONE MY TIME

6/24/2013

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PictureCOPYRIGHTS © 2013 SOUTHERN ACTS
THOUGHT I HAVE WALKED IN THE SHALLOW OF DEATH

I
KNOW FOR SURE I AM NOT DONE YET.










I HAVE DONE MY TIME

I now sit in my rocking chair,
It is now known that I have done my share.
See, it is now for you to judge me,
I know I was the best that I could be.

I am much too old to take another stroll,
It is time for me to relax, I am being told.
But as you can see?
I am not finish becoming me.

I was first to fight,
Did not matter if it was day or night!
I did what I had to do.
Too prove I was just like you.

Now I’ll stand for you to see,
Just how will, you judge me?
But in the end it will come to be,
I have always just been me.

I was a Soldier that had a job to do,
It was me doing what I had to do.
Maybe somehow I can set you free,
I’m now trying to forgive you, for disrespecting me.

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THE OATH

6/23/2013

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TO MANY MOTHERS
HAD TO CRY
FOR THEIR SONS
HAD DIED.


WARS MAKES TEARS
FOR MANY YEARS.








THE OATH

I was only 17 when I raised my hand,
I took an oath to protect this land.
When I turned 18, I was sent to war,
Trying to understand what it was for.

 

They told me it was to protect my rights,
For that I had to fight.
For me to be true,
I thought it was the right thing to do.

 

As I climbed over the mountain, and took the hill,
I surely did it of my own free will.
There I saw death face to face,
There it was all over the place.

 

Little did I know what I would do?
Would cause me to be judged, by you!
We were the best that you could get,
Yet you treated us with no respect.


 

Today I cannot stand free,
It is because of the monster in me.
To many years, to many tears,
I cannot forget after all these years.


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MY SECRET GARDEN

6/23/2013

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PictureCOPYRIGHTS © 2013 SOUTHERN ACTS
COME WALK WITH ME IN MY SECRET GARDEN

I WOULD LIKE TO DEDICATE THIS TO
ANGELA RAFF AND STEVEN LAWHORN

FOR GIVING ME FRIENDSHIP AND  INSPIRATION







MY SECRET GARDEN

 

Come walk with me,
Into my secret garden,
Into my deepest thoughts,
My Hopes and My Dreams
And enter into my real life!


 

I will sit under my tree,
Because it comfort’s me.
Where No one can touch me,
I am safe, under my tree.


 

As my pin takes to paper, I write for you,
I do this only because I chose to.
I have this need, to show you how I feel,
To share with you as my life is real.


 

I have never before
Felt like I could soar.
Flying high,
Above the in the sky’s!


  

My life is full of stories I have yet to tell
Need to free my soul from hell.
I was told; the truth would set me free,
That’s why I tell the truth about me.


 

My life around is falling apart,
Yet out of this, my new life will start.
I am a writer with a dream,
With a need to fill your life it seems.


 

There are times when we will cry
I am sure, I‘ll tell you why.
If I can find it in my heart, we will laugh,
But, that’s something I never had.


 

Like a flower I am blooming into a rose,
Because of the path I have chose.
None of this would have come to be,
If not for a friend that trusted me!


 

She has given me my wings,
With The power to do all these things.
She does not see what she has done,
Yet Because of her my new life has begun.


 

Yes for you,
I do the things I do.
But as I sit under my tree,
I find I do it mostly for me.


 

Sometime I ask myself why,
I feel like life as pasted me by.
Maybe it’s the way it’s treated me.
That my life has come to be


 

Like angel I well fly,
In the heavens when I die.
Because of what I write to thee,
The truth will set me free.


 

Thank you for walking with me in my secret garden, thank you Angela just for being.

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TEARS OF SOLDIER

6/23/2013

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TOO MANY TEARS,
TOO MANY YEARS.










AS A SOLDIER

I was only a soldier that done the duty,
Now I am only asking for what’s due to me.
I spend a year in a War,
Now I spend a life asking myself what was I fighting for?


As a Soldier I killed in your name,
Now I’m feeling all the shame.
We had to do our best,
But when we got home we got no respect.


I am not asking you to wear my shoes,
I just telling you I’ve paid my dues.
As a Soldier we fought in wars,
Yet we still don’t know what we were fighting for.


To be a soldier was a hard thing to do,
There was a lot of hell we were put through.
What we had to endure,
You’ll never know I am sure.


 
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                            TEARS OF A SOLDIER

6/22/2013

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I am sorry if I've made you sad, but they gave you all they had.


What you read is mine indeed,
  It is the  way that I feel.
You have found it within your self to judge me,
Well, when I was at War, you were not with me.

You did not see what I had to see,
That's why I'm writing so you'll get to know me.


FIRST TO FIGHT

We were first to fight,

When it came to what was right.

It was a life we had to choose,

When we went in, we knew we would lose.

I walked with my rifle in hand,

Watching over, this fair land!

A land that, I gave my life for.

The same land, as where you are.

I was young when I went to war.

At 63, still don’t know what we were fighting for.

All I know was my orders to kill,

That’s what had to be done to take that hill.

Soon my time will come,

I need to do now what must be done.

There are stories I have to tell.

I need to free myself, or I am bound for hell.


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