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It started in a fancy place. . Weird guys.. and girls. . Like a club but a whole building. ..I thought I was with friends but they were gone. ...some of the guys are setting up others individuals. . They either kill them or torture them... every time its my turn either some bigger stronger guy with higher rank comes and release me or the one who comes towards me change his mind and let me go. ..I had a girl in my hand I dont know if it was you. .I managed to ask one of the guys who saved me for a car. (I think they were drinking blood).. he got me the car. . By that time the girl was pregnant. . Others were trying to escape with us in the car managed to do that but we reached a busy dark area. .. went out of the car coz it was drowning. ..the girl is not there it was a young boy..a kid 5yrs he looked me in the eye. ..I told him I will save u.. even if i die doing so. .he was about to cry. .I carried him on my shoulder... he was so happy that I helped him. .felt he was my son ..then you are the with two guys trying to fit you with a white dress that looked like a blanket. .wrapping it around your body. . But you were naked and Ok about it. .you were not shy. . am at a distance watching. .. and you being naked in front of them killed me. .. that was my dream.

The past few nights ive been having an on going dream.. And i need some insight on what it might be telling me. Basically. I was out partying down in bricktown, bar hopping. I appernitly! I ran into Logan's little brother Ryan at one of the bars. So he was 21 by then.. I was to drunk too drive. Ryan was in town was staying at a hotel and told me I could bunk with him for the night. So he texted logan like it was me. He was fine with it. I think you were in town and the kids were out staying with friends or something so logan was doing whatever he was doing. My dream was so detailed it felt real. Well. I guess ryan wanted too keep an eye on me so i sobered up a bit and we drank together and chilled. Well at the end of my dream things became a blur.. Right before i woke up.. I woke up in my dream naked.. And when I woke ryan was in a towel fresh out of the shower saying. I think we should talk.. And i woke up.

Having suspected a spy following Krsto, our two lovers arrived and left the public park separately. Zsusanna was there to see Krsto more than the play. It was a very humorous play. One of the actors, Romero, plays a man with a bushy beard and stood there holding his hand in triumph as people laughed. Zsusanna realized she knew so few people in that area. She had only Krsto’s circle of friends: a man in in very stylish suede boots, a woman whose voice narrated the story; a woman whose only voice was the melodic tunes of her lyre, and a bewitching siren, Krsto’s cousin. Bewitched by her lover behind stage, she also did not know that she, indeed, was being watched, or that he had caught a glimpse of someone stirring on the sides. Igor wore common clothing to blend with the townspeople, with a hat tilted to a side, and a patch to cover an eye. He hadn’t shaven in over a week to play the part as well. Jealous of Zsusanna’s presence in Edour’s life had become a hinderance for Istven’s aspiring role in the Protestant Reform, and in the next generation’s attempt to rebuild a country free of foreign rule. More so, he was wary of this woman who appeared from an outer circle, who was as equally educated, if not, more so than himself. What was an extraordinary woman doing being wed to a man who had no interest in women? More so, why did Jankovic agree to this farce? “Ugggggg,” as twisted pain seeped through his blood, and the sound of breaking bones, Igor could feel the point of a dagger piercing into the hairs of his neck. “I suggest you take your traitor self back to the Hungarian shit that spawned you. Get off this peninsula, and never show your face again.” “I am free to…” “You are not free to do anything.” and the crunch of a twisted wrist sent him off as two burly men in dark capes took him into a carriage, riding away, as Zsusanna felt desire dripping beneath her skirts. Istven had the scent of Ocean air about him; clean and light. He sat eating nuts and apricots as lightening lit the sky and the rumble of thunder approached. In his presence I am a ship battling a storm, wandering aimlessly. Sex is not okay with Istven. He has confusion around relationships. “What happened to you,” Zhusanna asked as she spotted Igor curdled in a chair by the window, unable to hold a book or turn its pages with bandaged hand and fingers on both sides. It was all he could do but spit at her. Marija found the encouragement to break the silence. “He no doubt wondered where he shouldn’t.” “I trust my cousin played the searing siren to perfection?” “The Adriatic would be, indeed, pleased!” “As your grandfather, as well.” Igor mentions to Zsusanna who looked bewildered at him. “Any sea-faring pirate of Senj would defend such a treasure!” Zsusanna mocked back, “But you wouldn’t know of such lust, Igor.” A bit of tension was building in the room. Zsusanna was not oblivious of Marija’s eye for Istven. She would just happen to appear outside his door in Reijeka or at the piazza, always appropriately placed five feet behind brother Antun or conniving Igor. Antun had studied law at university with Igor and Istven, together, in Austria. Marija was a woman, devious and determined, to get what she wanted. What she wanted was entitlement and Istven was the source for this wanna-a-be. Her dear husband Zoran, an unlucky man once the vows of marriage bound them, sweet, giving, and oblivious to the Upper Hungarian dragons, claiming loss to the Frankopan fortunes when ….was slain with my uncle and grandfather. One of thousands of noble widows dispersed without claims depending on beguiling ways of sanctity. 1693 carriage scene 2 hrs 1693 krsto and who he is 1693 Zsuzana AND ISTVEN BEGIN AFFAIR 1693 MARI POISONS HUSBAND ZORON SAVROVIC, AGE 31, 1693 TRUTH REVEALED KRSTO

My mother passed away a few months ago an i had a dream an this is what is was . it was in the afternoon where i was in my home an i see my father an uncle in the kitchen an decide to go an there were getting ready to go to a house party an i had a liqour bottle in my hand an notice my mother waling in my house into the kitchen grabbed the bottle an drank it an put it up an the walked away with her eyes close an not saying a word an sat in a chair infront of my house an looked like she was sleeping she didnt answer me i was worried i went next door to a friend an asked her for help an she said she is sick an i called my sister inlaw an asked her where is she she need to pick up my mother she need to go to the hospital an she said you need to hang an wait im on my way but kinda rude an i hung up an touched my mother an tried to wake her up an a nurse was behind me saying the police is comeing cause we didnt take care of her. but in real life i did i tryed but it was to late

Some how my mom broke out of jail, to move to Arkansas with me, frank, and a white couple. Something went wrong with going, my mom decided to have a shoot out with the police in turn being shot in her chest and killing the officers, as my mother lay dying I tell Terri to shoot me in my upper back near my heart however the bullet went in to the left and came out on the right just under my tit. Terri and I were in 7-11 some how. We managed to make it to an apartment back to my mom that was not dead at all, I asked her how she was feeling, she replied "I'm at a place when I am okay with whatever happens" I say even dying? She laid her head on the floor and closed her eyes and continued to breathe, I called the police to get us help but nothing came and we were down the street from the police station :( I woke up with the same burn I felt in my chest with being shot. As I'm laying here wondering what it all means I feel sad inside, because I think this is telling me that I feel guilty about something concerning her. Then again I can feel happy in knowing that regardless of how long help took, we keep living through the pain.

I can't exactly what I was doing at the time, but my brother called me to say that six of his friends at college were murdered, hung, and stripped (none of whom I knew) and that one of my friends was now in witness protection because of the incident. It sounded as though my school might be in danger of such an attempt as well because my brother told me to stay where I was and be careful. I turned on the news only to see footage of the six bodies original discovery on a carousel contraption at a fair. People were intially just walking past them as though they were a prank until someone threw something at a body and it flinched. I immediately turned off the tv. I woke up in a panic unsure if I had slept after the incident and it had actually happened or if it was a dream.

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