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1697 - There is a feeling blackness and desolation where once productivity and sense of community took place. “When I arrived, windows were closed up; tapestries covering windows. You could tell there was pillaging and evacuation with the arrival of this new emerging power. Where when I arrived, it was flourishing. The thick walled gates have been damaged. When it once smelled earthy, now is stench and filth. Now it is just a castle in the middle of nowhere with occasional lost chicken or animals running loose. 1697 KRK – ah, a stoney sectional-multi level house surrounded by cypress and pale yellow roses. The cliff drops off to one side, sloping down into the water. Deep blue water. The furniture here is not as thick and woodsy as (Lika castle) but more primitive of animal skin. There is a window that looks out into the water. Sun shines through it! Terraces looking out over cliffs. There is a small kitchen, where of, course, I love to spend time. Herbs grow in windows, and bouganvilla in pots. I don’t really feel cold, but love the smell of wood burning in a stove. When we arrived, walls were cracked and there were no potted plants of color. There is a little notch of a private cove were we dock a wooden boat. Sometimes at night, we would take a lantern and fish for silver fish. They are drawn to the light. We keep a mule for carrying provisions up. A goat. Some chickens, some pigs. Our diet is mostly fish and vegetables, cheese I make. You make cheese? I laugh, yes. Cook has been with me a long time. She has been my right and left angel wings. Lost her husband about five years ago, all knotty fingered from years of hard hard work. Never a complaint. You need to remember that we have to be discreet, in hiding. No music. No friends. Little laughter. A lot of contemplation. A time to tell my story. Sometimes, my eyes are so weighed down with the darkness of death. Here I don’t have to dress in accordance with the social status of my relations.

The long way home from home. It was too dark to see and I believe it was winter because of the cold biting air. If you have ever been cold you would know what I am talking about. I lived in a place of comfort, warmth, and with people who would care for me and not quit on me because of who I am in care of, now you have to know about the place I was. In my day this place is called a boarding school and it was my home while I was to be educated. I ran away from this place because of many reasons I had thought were very good and need to be back at home with my parents, grand-parents, or someone who was family to care for me. I remember being cold and hunger trying to get home butt, it was not happening for me at all. I could hear dogs on my tail and people getting closer butt, could not see very far. Too make a long story short I never made it home. I did end up going to boarding school anyway. Now it looks crazy and silly because I loved boarding school.

I was sitting at a table talking to my deceased grandmother. She told me she loved me and was sorry. I felt a cold draft and heard a voice from behind me telling her to shut up. She kept saying not yet. The voice was getting closer and closer. I was at the table and could not move or turn around to see this person. She rubbed my belly, kissed me and all I could make out was not yet. As I was sitting at the table, my phone rang and it was my mother. I answered and she apologized, asked me to tell my grandmother she was sorry. All of a sudden I went into labor and 2 tumors came out. The tumors were on the table crying and moving around. The person who was behind me picked up the tumors and walked away. My grandmother came closer to me and held my hand. when I looked back at this monster who had my babies, he was helping their hands walking away and they were now 2 little twin girls. They turned to me, one said good bye mommy and the other said tell daddy its ok. My grandmother kept telling me not yet.

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