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NORA AMES (Nora Sova)
Born Into SCIENTOLOGY May 1976
Enslaved for a Billion Years, January 1995
Escaped the Prison Camp November 2002
How to summarize what it means to be born into a mind control fever dream created by a perverted failed science fiction writer?
For me it was being born into the real world, where I went to public schools surrounded by “normal” people who went to church at known and respected religious services weekly. Thinking in my mind that they were lost. That they were destined to succumb to the wrath of the universe merely because they didn’t know the “truth”. They didn’t know the real secrets of the universe. Instead they were “dramatizing an implant” by continuing to worship Jesus since he was never real. A creation made to enslave people to this planet. To keep them trapped. I felt pity and sympathy for my friends. I wanted them to know what I knew to be true.
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I wanted them to be free from every irrational thought like me. Imagine being that
arrogant at 14. Thinking that you were superior in every way to everyone around you
because you had undergone mental indoctrination to believe that you were perfect.
This belief led me to desire to be more in Scientology for my whole life. I would meet
with recruiters starting at age 8 telling me that I was 100% a last lifetime member and
that I should come home. I pledged myself over and over again to that cause. To
saving all of mankind and the universe because I was told that if I didn’t I would be
personally responsible for millions of people dying. That my laziness by having
interest and desire to play basketball, be in the school plays, go on trips, to become a
search and rescue officer for the fire department, were “Off Purpose”. That I might
help a few people doing those things, but by being a a part of the stolen valor fake
space navy I would save millions of people. That there was no higher calling on planet
Earth. Nothing that I could do would create any impact at all other than pledging
myself for a billion years to them.
At the age of 18 I did. I signed my final Billion Year “contract” at the Chateau Elyse on
Franklin and Bronson in Hollywood. The Chateau is the ultimate bait and switch for
Scientology and in my opinion is the reason David Miscavige is OBSESSED with buying
rundown buildings at a low cost, using that purchase as a fundraising gimmick & then
fundraising again for the “renovations” of those rundown buildings so that he might
one day catch up with the real estate holdings of the Catholic Church. The inside and
outside of the Chateau are ornate and pretty, at first glance. Cont'd
Give me my dad back…
Lara Anderson
Literally this is releasing the facts of how children are brought into Scientology and then into the sea organization and how this has been okayed through trafficking, sex trafficking, child trafficking whatever it is. Then they're held under their will and under their own prison of belief, not being able to do what they got into Scientology to do. They're going to help themselves, they're going to be a better person and they're literally being scammed and conned from the beginning.
I was taken care of by my mother, sometimes during certain hours when I was first born, but
for most of the time they put us in this place called the ATA, Apollo Training Academy. I have no idea what that has to do with kids, being locked up behind green fences and not being able to look outside and not letting people come look inside. There was no fair way that Society, a Child Services person, would call that care.
There was a big teddy bear that I was really obsessed with all the time, that was my comfort. I remember cockroaches and we were sleeping on these cots, there were some kids that were cold, you could see all the kids had peed.
This is the care I recall as a three-year-old, but as an adult now I'm thinking how was that care, who was cleaning this up, why were there five kids just sitting in old pee. There were cockroaches constantly, I just remember that, being really frightened of cockroaches.
I do remember the teacher, Vivian Jenner, had a lot on her hands, it's overwhelming for anybody if you have taken care of 25 dirty kids.
And then the time getting prepared and approved to go to the Ent Ranch. I had no concept or idea what this was, I just remember thinking we were special, me, my sister and my brother are going on a van run to go to Gold base.
We wake at 6:30 to do tiny school, where we recite things over and over until we get it down verbatim. We then turned to learning L Ron Hubbard's policies verbatim such as knowledge reports, which is when you write someone up for doing something “out ethics”.
This is happening on a daily basis and now we're getting uniform inspections. As a kid I remember thinking “Oh I'm gonna have such clean nice shoes” and then we would do regular hard farm labor, grounds maintenance, plumbing, replanting trees & bushes, making
rock walls and sand banks to evade water flow.
The technique of keeping the child in constant repetition is like a hypnosis, but you're physically doing this with a child for their whole life. We do the same thing pretty much every single day throughout 10 years. We were slowly getting groomed to become the future Executives for Scientology at the Ent Ranch. Cont'd
Hello My Name is Matthew...
I know what it's like to be a Scientologist. I was one for approximately 15 years, in Boston, MA. I was hot and cold as a Scientologist. I left staff three times, I signed up three times and still took the normalized abuse. It was around the same time that Lawrence Wright's book, "Going Clear and the Prison of Belief" came out where I started to get the courage to look up factual information on Scientology.
The author was doing an interview on the radio. I listened while on my work break, but with trepidation. That incredibly strong mind-policing was all stirred up. I listened anyway. I felt safe because I was living in a different state other than Massachusetts and I wasn't communicating to anyone there, hardly. There was time away from each other, too, which helped.
I'm going to summarize this and make it as direct and gentle as I can. Since that moment on, I found as much information on Scientology and its manipulations, never mind its crimes in elderly abuse, child sexual abuse and even death by Scientologists unaliving themselves or dying because no one in Scientology would give them the help they actually needed.
Scientology is not real life. I sincerely liken it to a live role playing game. I do not say that jokingly. Everyone in it has their own positions and roles and must have the same mind-set and story setting in their minds at all times. Just wait until you see what the almighty Clear cognition is and all the details of OT 3. All of the OT levels are all available to read. No more mystery...real truth is revealed.
If you want to reach out, please do. It is safe. We've been uniting the best we can to take down this cult. Real people, real stories. Let's hear yours.
Praying for time: A Prelude
In the shadows of my youth, I found myself bound by the confines of a belief system that demanded unwavering loyalty and commitment. At the age of fourteen, I signed a billion-year contract of service with the Sea Organization of Scientology, pledging my eternal dedication to making the world a better place. Little did I know, this journey would lead me down a path of profound isolation and struggle.
When I finally escaped the organization, I was declared a suppressive person, a label that severed the ties to family and friends. The weight of abandonment was crushing; I became homeless, scavenging through dumpsters for sustenance and wandering from town to town in complete survival mode. Having known only the structured life within Scientology until the age of twenty-three, the real world felt foreign and unforgiving. Each day was a battle for survival, and I clung to life with a fierce determination to survive and endure.
In the depths of despair, I sought solace in the pages of books at local libraries. As I read, I stumbled upon concepts that resonated deeply within me—ideas that transcended the confines of Scientology and echoed the wisdom of ancient knowledge. I learned that healing is rooted in acceptance over expectations. To heal from trauma, one must evolve into a new version of oneself, yet paradoxically, that very self must also be released to achieve true potential.
Through this journey, I discovered that life exists within me today, and I possess the power to shape my own tomorrow. I learned to navigate relationships with a compassionate heart, recognizing that when someone is dedicated to misunderstanding, it is essential to accept their closed-off nature. Understanding others’ barriers allows me to maintain my peace without bearing the weight of their perceptions.
Yet, I also grappled with my own triggers, often recognizing them only in the midst of an overwhelming reaction. This awareness is a continuous journey, one that requires patience and self-compassion. I strive to cultivate mindfulness, to observe my emotions without judgment, and to respond rather than react.
As I embraced the responsibilities of parenthood, I committed to raising my children in a nurturing environment, free from the shadows of my own trauma. I learned that it is possible to love deeply while providing a safe space for growth, where developmental stages are met with understanding and problem-solving is approached without shame or guilt. In doing so, I aimed to break the cycle of trauma and create a legacy of resilience and emotional intelligence.
My life experiences have shaped and molded me, but they do not have to control me. I choose to wear my past as a hairshirt, a symbol of my journey through adversity. It represents the enduring strength of my heart over the trials of mind and body. Each challenge I faced has become a testament to my resilience, a badge of honor that reflects my commitment to healing and personal growth.
In this chapter of my life, I have learned that the path to healing is not linear. It is a winding road filled with lessons, self-discovery, and moments of clarity. I embrace the complexities of existence, knowing that I am a work in progress, continually evolving and striving to reach my true potential. My narrative is one of transformation and hope, a story that I carry with pride as I move forward into the light of a new beginning.
Sincerely, Dylan Gill
Amber Vanasse (Amber McBride )
When I was born, I had a mom and a dad I got baptized. I had a family.
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Mom found Scientology then dad was not in the picture anymore. Suddenly, my dad was a bad person and didn’t pay child support. So I was told. I was four years old. My mom got married to a new guy in Scientology.
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Then my mom had no more time for me. It was all about Scientology. I was thrown into the Cadet Org and then in the Sea Org until I was 16. Then got kicked out and had to figure out life on my own.
Later in life, I had a talk with my dad and told him everything. He told me he sent my Mom many child support checks and they all got sent back to him. Things I found out, that I thought were true, were not. I have pictures of the checks, he saved them in case there was a lawsuit.
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For a long time, I thought I was alone in how I was treated and all the issues that I had until I found the community of many ex-Scientology kids speaking out and I was like I’m finally not alone.
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Thank you to all of you that spoke up first and made it safe for others to speak out. Thank you to all the people that have been there to support all us ex’s so grateful.
