While I was living there the second time; after being evicted by Rusty Walter Casto. I met a girl that lived in the apartment next to mine; her name was Christina. We saw each other and hung out a few times; I liked her personality, she was a bit gruff, wasn’t the sort to take crap from someone; I liked that. She was pretty too, beautiful hair. She threw a container off my balcony, which I retrieved the next morning. That container became the grounds upon which an eviction process began again and once again was ruled upon by Rusty Walter Casto, the same Magistrate of Kanawha County. I received a notice that the eviction had been upheld and that the hearing had already taken place. I contacted the court and reminded them that I needed to be present. The hearing had to be rescheduled, and upon that date they left me outside the courtroom waiting for fifteen minutes, once he called me in Rusty Walter
Casto the Mayor of Nitro and Magistrate of Kanawha County delivered the decision to me that I was evicted from the apartment in Nitro, where I had been a tenant for five years. I was never in either eviction process allowed to present the case that I was a student at West Virginia University and working toward a Bachelor Degree of Management Information Systems.
Rusty Walter Casto upheld the eviction request in which it was reported that I was outside at nine in the morning cleaning up trash at the apartment complex. This is the same Christina that would eventually lean over Rusty Walter Casto’s shoulder and pencil in “malicious assault on a child in a school” on top of what are already false charges. Guess what! That trailer across from your moms place in Rand is
open!
So, I was trafficked to Rand by Rusty Walter Casto, a few blocks from where Gary Marvin Chandler now worked. Gary Marvin had apparently changed his job to Carver Career Center at this point, no doubt to keep an eye on his victims. My college trajectory was all messed up now. Shortly after that, my mom was trafficked to Nitro by Kenneth Carter; the Kanawha County Coroner, he was also a preacher; so he could preside over funerals and marriages. I stayed there in Rand, and eventually moved onto her property. I payed her rent which Marshall took care of (her money) and he was supposedly the maintenance guy (of her land). Basically he became a slum lord; since mom was occupied by all the fun new things to do and people to meet in her big new house in Nitro. She doesn’t know any of those people, and none of them care one piss about her. A bunch of pretenders .
