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My friend, guys from my school and I were at my grandparent's house. We all were playing hide and seek tag, it was boys verses girls. My friend and I were the only girls and we hid behind trees and the boys had a golf cart and the parked it to search for us. When they found us my friend took the golf cart while I had to run the boys caught me and all of the boys but one took another golf cart after my friend. The one boy who stayed behind with me gave me a lift back to my grandparent's on a golf cart. When we got to my grandparent's he broke the side mirror on one of the cars and could not fix it. Then we went inside my grandparent's house and went upstairs. we both went to the bathroom in two different rooms and when I got out he was sitting on a bed. He started to ask me questions about food and I said, "shut up about food I don't want it. I want you." Then I kissed him and he pulled me down on the bed and said, "yes." Then we had a make out seseon

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I got a letter from allah (swt) and it had my future life information in it. The rest of my family got a letter as well and they asked me what my death age was. I looked at the letter and saw that my death age was either 21 or 23. All of a sudden, the scene shifted and I saw myself driving a van and parking at a grocery store. (I think it was Food 4 Less). I immediately knew I was supposed to die. At the time, I was wearing a black abaya and a scarf and I think I was also wearing a ring.

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Oh, the celebration could be heard as I enter the courtyard; people dancing in line, torch light blowing in a slight breeze. “Zsu!” Patrizia gathers me in her arms and draws me into the row of revelers. Joy! Dancing, laughing, and merriment! Excitement on the ground and ecstatic energy in the air! Various beautiful people feel the drink and gaiety. I stop exuberated by the tables of food, famished by the traveling. There is so much to eat ???adjusted to between the drumming, strings, long lines of people holding hands weaving in and out, and around! I can’t decide what not to choose to eat when a tall man stares down at me, smiling. “Hello.” I say. “Hello,” he says back. I grab some prsut, sausage, cheese, and reach for the honey when, “Not yet!” young Lydia grins and pulls me into the weave. Mr. Beautiful quietly reaches for my plate and when I return, I find him sitting licking his fingers. “I would like some more!” “Indeed, as would I!” Returning to the table, with candles, and plates of fruit, cheese, olives, he introduces himself, half shy half forward. “I am kin to Mirabella.” “Kristo, I know of you. You paint.” He puts prsut on her plate and reaches for a wine goblet, ignoring the wine. “Awkward silence,” he finally says. * The night sky lit up, vibrant and full of stars. The moon hung over a branch of her favorite tree when the first guests arrived. Carriages and horses began to align the drive. She left behind the idea that any hope in salvaging what remained of this “marriage” with Istven. Zsuzanna needed to return to her roots for inner guidance and the wisdom of (name of older woman mentor). Musicians played their pipes and strings, drumming set the pace of the dance. Zsuzanna stood gazing out over this Eden when someone grabbed her from behind to join in the line dance. Hoisting her skirts she forgot her woes, and partook in the merriment. Krsto was present. His family held a long loyal alliance with various noble lineage, and he her only kinship with the world he wished to forget.

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