I almost died that day, I am sure of it. And, yet my soul could not stop laughing because of the absurdity of the situation. I promised myself that if I would ever get out of it alive, I would write a movie about it.

Let me back up a bit.

I was homeless for a month due to bed bugs in my apartment and slept in less than questionable hotels. I couldn't afford three month advance on a rent and couldn't find a decent place to live. I only paid high end hotels once a week to save money.

That night I parked in front of a one star hotel. It was horrible and the door lock couldn't close well. So, I decided to leave my most valuable belongings in my car, a yellow flashy convertible Porsche that will be at the center of this story. I left all my jewelry in the car and parked it in the most lit area right in front of the hotel door, thinking it would be safe there... I know you think you know what's about to happen, but wait for it.

The next morning I got out and, of course, the car was gone. And with it, everything I owned (my computer, camera, jewelry, clothes, phone charger...everything) All I had was my purse and phone.

I called the police and, once on the scene, the young officer looked embarrassed and perplexed. He told me my car was not stolen, it was repo'd. I didn't know what that meant. I insisted. "No mam, you're car was repossessed. You need to contact the dealer."

I had forgotten that my lawyer had stupidly advised me to stop paying for the car because it had a defect that could have cost me my life. I didn't know that by doing that, they could seize the vehicle.

I know I was super naïve and ignorant. And paid the price for it...

I called the repo guy and, reluctantly, he agreed to bring the car at 4PM that day to a specific location so I could, at least take my belongings out.

I went to the spot much earlier and waited in a McDonalds. You see, when you hotel hop, you need to be out by 11 and can only get back in at 4PM so you always need to find remote offices until you can go back for the night. That experience is actually what fuels my passion to build a new kind of hotel. But that's another story.

So I waited and waited and finally 4PM and so I stepped into the parking lot. At that point, I realized, by the look of the cars and stores I wasn't in a great neighborhood. I was kind of in a ghetto. Furthermore, I was standing in the middle of two gangs, that appeared as rivals and the sun was coming down. It felt like a scene from a movie and that's when my soul started to laugh out loud. I thought, "wow, I think that's how I'm going to die". The more I thought of the dreadful morning newspaper headlines, the more my soul was laughing. But then something worse happened.

I held on tight to my purse and, around the corner, far in the distance, I saw the bright yellow Porsche shining like a ray of sun in the dirty grey surroundings pulling up dragged up by a towing truck. The entrance could not have been more spectacular and attention grabbing.

The rival gangs stopped being rivals at that point and turned towards me. I was the only white blond woman there. And now.. drum roll...

The driver of the truck, opened my car and spilled all my car contained unto the parking spot, in front of my feet. It's like my Porsche was throwing up my stuff: camera, printer, suitcase, clothes, computer, ... and jewelry bag.

He closed up the car and drove off.

The sun was coming down, the gangs were staring me down, my soul was rolling on the floor crying of laughter and I started to find the situation quite amusing too. It was like a candy store had opened in front of a crowd of starving weaponized kids.

I called a cab and waited, the shadows were becoming longer and longer, the faces darker and darker. 15 minutes later, no cab.

I called again and, again, no cab.

I realized I had 1% phone battery left. Just enough to make one last call. I called the cab again and they said "sorry mam, we never send cabs in that area of town because it is too danger..." and my phone died.

And the gang became larger as the sun grew smaller.

I smiled embarrassed looking at the pile of stuff in front of me, I couldn't move on my own. And my money, jewelry, ... everything was yelling "rob me".

As the last ray of sun vanished I saw my life go by in front of my eyes. I didn't mind dying. It was the suffering prior I was most concerned with.

And, at the last second, just like that... A cab appeared in front of me. I thought it was one I called but, no. It was a local guy driving a lady around. He looked at me and by the look in his eyes, I knew how much danger I really was in. He hurried to drop off his load to come back and rescue me.

I sighed and the gangs became aware of each other and their rivalry again.

He came back, piled all my things in his truck and drove off in the sunset.

I then realized that half of the floor was missing from the cab and that there wasn't any cab driver identification.

He said, "I need to make one more stop before I drop you off" and, as he drove further and further in the ghetto, darkness now surroundings us and my phone dead, I thought I was next in line... and that part of the story is for another time.

I did obviously survive that and so many life threatening situations on my journey.

And, I did start writing that story in the first script called "how bed bugs saved my life." that won many awards.

And since then, started a film production company with award winning scripts and top talents and crew, currently offer NFTs for those who want to be part of the exciting movie making journey.

One of those movies is called A WALKING MIRACLE, a story about the power of faith and miracles.

As everything else I have achieved in life, I know my movies will be ultra successful. Do you want to take that leap of faith? Do you want to be part of the extraordinary adventure of filmmaking?

Come on, life awaits you! Take that jump, live fully and be part of something bigger than yourself without breaking your piggy bank.

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