I See It In My Dreams
The first time that FL really realized, that one of her bad dreams became reality again, was in the children's playground in the vicinity of the apartment.
Hanna was on the playground with his mother FL as a companion. Hanna romped around with other children. Until Hanna fell off the slide. Because he hadn't been careful during the frolic, Hanna slipped off the edge. Had a fall. Down a meter and a half.
The exact same scene with Hanna at the children's playground that FL clearly saw in the dream. ...
.....
That it was a fact that what FL dreamed of could become real. That there was a likelihood of reality.
Although her husband knew about the events in her dreams because she finally told him in great detail, he simply couldn't see that sometimes he actually already knew a story that happened to someone in the family .
Although FL repeatedly pointed out to him, that it could be possible that it would happen that way. And that a few small things had happened in real life before, the way FL had seen them in a nightmare....
The husband never paid attention and one night.......
The sonorous voice of a trustworthy, compassionate policeman outside FL's door informed her that there had been an accident on the autobahn. A bad accident that shouldn't have happened.
FL's husband and her little son, both are dead.
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Chapter: DiscoveryFascinating to look at every time he performs , Hansi.Gray, fake soldiers' trousers that Hansi had put on at home. A man's shirt with horizontal stripes in white and blue; the buttons halfway open. Hansi presented a sparkling white T-shirt underneath.Hansi had his mobile telephony on the back of his right hip on the wide belt in a leather bag. Likewise, a second device, from which the two white headphone cables ran up to Hansi's shirt front pocket. There for Hansi to be able to listen to his favorite music when he got the chance, downloaded from Hansi at home on the computer and then over there. Or the music when Hansi unplugged that Hansi had saved on the Phönchen.One of Hansi's earlobes covered a white headphone. A black microphone arm made of hard plastic that half staked Hansi's cheek away from there.In the way that Hansi looked like an agent from a spy thriller. Secret agent Hansi on a secret mission.Only the secret agent
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Chapter: Discolored"The elevator is coming down!"The exclamation of a booming male voice."It'll be good that he's doing it again now," said a second man with a full-bodied vocal range. "They think here that I stole my time.""Don't you have that?" it came from a third party. "Do you still have appointments today? Besides these?"Such a little girl in the very best of retirement age who passed Verena to get in line with those who had 'red'.The old woman took Verena's suitcase on wheels to pull it with her. As a matter of course, as if the piece belonged to her.Nonetheless, the old woman immediately let go when Verena reacted, leaned forward, reached for the handle of the trolley case, which was Verena's property, which Verena could have proven when asked.Flickering brown eyes avoided Verena's staring gaze .The pretty, blonde Russian German who was now standing in front of Verena took her phone out of her leather hip
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Chapter: PrisonSome sort of magnet that seemed to be attached to Klein Conny at the location below, so that Klein Conny simply couldn't go anywhere else.Surprisingly for Verena, Little Conny made a movement, as if Little Conny were stumbling forward. As a result of her stumbling, Klein Conny pushed forward, leaning forward, to the middle of the body of the unnamed for Verena, rubbing her cheeks there.Until Angie, the fifteen-year-old, who had watched all the goings-on with Little Conny's eyes wide, reached for Little Conny's shoulder and arm. Angie pulled Klein Conny close to her, spoke words directly to Klein Conny's earlobe. Whereupon Little Conny nodded up to Angie happily.Angie's index finger pointed to where five girls, boys in Angie's age group stood together.They talked about something important, what their extravagant gestures looked like.A smile played around Conny's mouth. Conny nods again in agreement for Angie.With the facial features of
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Chapter: FrozenI really have to talk to Mr. Mendl", Verena stayed with her, not wanting to leave the place. "The appointment with Mr. Mendl, which I had at nine thirty - is important for me.""Punctuality would have been important for you. If I tell Gerald, how you behave here ..." The gray-haired social station worker put her tray, which she used for the coffee supply, on a rectangular table on the wall, which Verena had not noticed until then opposite from.Pharmacist and union brochures lying around there on the table surface to take away for party traffic. A diocese sheet."I-I have to-have to go with Mr. ...", Verena stuttered."I really love that you kicked the door here at Gerald's." The arms that the gray-haired woman, who wore a dark gray, knee-length skirt suit for the unadorned office appearance, now put on her hips. "I really only think that's great. Lonely class. Excellent. If Gerald hears that from me, I think Gerald will find that great too.
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Chapter: AppointmentTwenty, twenty-five minutes too late for Verena to arrive, Verena extrapolated the rest.Twenty, twenty-five minutes that Verena missed the time by which Verena should have been present for the appointment in Mr. Mendl's office on the social station.As if Verena could have allowed herself that.That was hardly bearable for Verena. Hardly bearable how the present was at the moment.How was it going to go on now, with Verena, Verena, who couldn't jump out of her own skin?Verena put the suitcase down on the paved sidewalk. Verena shook her arms and legs. After all, Verena had done sports. What Verena was not used to.Three elderly women in gray, brown cloth coats came walking in and out of the driveway.Left and right the old people carried heavy cloth bags and yellow and red plastic baskets.Apparently it was a good day this time. So that someone could possibly carry something in the basket to their home.&
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Chapter: StreetAgain two or three minutes had passed in no time. How could that have happened to Verena?Now it happened that Verena actually came five or six minutes late for her important appointment with the nice Mr. Mendl from the social service.In the worst case, if something happened again on the way, Verena was a quarter of an hour late.A full quarter of an hour late - an unpunctuality, no less than bad. For Verena.Verena could easily have been on time.An hour ago Verena had the firm intention to be there at least five minutes earlier, with Mr. Mendl. In front of Mr. Mendl's office door from the social station.Verena had imagined waiting in the hallway. Until it was exactly half past nine. Then knock softly on the door. To listen for a moment. To push the handle, to open herself, smiling friendly, Verena had heard something from inside or not.Instead ...Verena sobbed loudly.For the one hundred
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Born Different
I was different in my early childhood; I didn't see what others saw.
She looked at her reflection. Not for the first time did she notice the resemblance to a doll. The pale, even porcelain skin, the face with the high cheekbones, the eyes with the long, thick eyelashes, all of this gave her a fragile and innocent look. In the next few years this little girl will grow into a beautiful woman who knows how to use her attractiveness. Men will turn around to her in rows, worship her and fall on their knees in front of her ...
Her father was a man who believed that evil lurked around every corner. Too bad that evil lived under his roof, because it had infected his sons, which he could not or would not see.
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My friend, death. You are always by my side and tempt me; lure me with freedom and refuge. How would it feel to feel your icy breath on my skin and to be free? Oh, to lie in your arms is my heart's desire; my fulfillment. Get me to you! Bring me into your world, for which I have longed for so long!
Let me be mighty and strong Let me forget my pain You have determined my thoughts since I was a child; are the ruler of my soul and my heart.
I want to leave my life behind; my parents who hated me since I was born and whom I hate. My life is destroying me, a little more every day. I am not born to be loved and protected. It is my destiny to walk in the deepest darkness and find no rest; A way out of my life; from my personal hell. You will be my savior one day
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Chapter: 2001- The inner beastThe torture of guilty conscience is a living soul's hell.... John CalvinWhere's the cursed water?She frantically turned the tap and looked in panic at the large, round shower head.“Why isn't it?” She howled in despair, slapping the flat of her hand against the smooth, chalky white tiles."Come on!"She was on the verge of a nervous breakdown when she finally felt the first drops on her skin. Emilia McDermott felt a surge of relief. The water would purify them; it would make it all right again. A confident smile spread across her lips.This froze momentarily wandered as her eyes to her forearms, where she is disco
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Chapter: Conversation2000- Teaching Mrs. ClarkOther things may change, but we start and end with families. - Anthony BrandtHillary Clark hurriedly looked at the clock hanging over the door of her office. It was just before three. You had five minutes to be on time. The teacher lowered her gaze and went back to the English essays she had collected today in eighth grade, but she could not concentrate because the conversation with Mrs. Monroe and her daughter Ophelia was about to begin.For over two months she had been trying to get Ophelia's par
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Chapter: FreedomOh, fuck you," he scolded, giving him a disparaging look. He wasn't going to let his son reprimand him. What did this kid think who he was? Did he think a single headbutt would put him in his place? Lionel was a lot older and had already had some shit in his life, so his rebellious behavior was a trifle that he accepted with a yawn."You don't scare me, you little pisser," he hissed and wanted to get up, but Brolin slowed him down with a powerful punch against the left temple. The blow knocked Lionel Delaney to the ground, where he lay gasping for breath. His body was shaking with a tremor that he could not control. His head throbbed like it did when some guy pulled a baseball bat over him in a bar fight. His son had triggered the same pain in him with his bare fist, which showed him that he had grown strong over the years; so strong that it became a serious threat to him."There ... that will change now", he threatened him sternly and kicked Lionel unmoved in the face
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Chapter: Too far1998- Shhh ...The greatest revelation is the silence. - Laotse "The secret for shiny white laundry ..."The brightly colored television picture flickered restlessly and distorted before his bespectacled eyes, which gave him nausea and a throbbing headache. Nevertheless, it never occurred to him to do anything else during his evening because his television was the few luxuries he was allowed to call his own. Therefore, he planted himself comfortably
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Chapter: HelpWhile she couldn't keep up with processing his words, he continued undeterred."Fucking shit, I don't want to end up like you guys! I hate you! ”, His ice-cold voice cracked like a whip on the love of the Irish woman and brutally tore it to shreds. The first tears glittered in the corners of her eyes, which threatened to break out.Mickey Suffert was in the process of ruining her family life, which she considered sacred and defined her. Because it existed only for her husband, the household and her group of children. Day in, day out. His thin lips curled up mockingly.How could you be so deluded and stupid not to see how worthless and monotonous your life was? Didn't his mother want to see how little control she actually had? How badly she had failed at everything? The redhead laughed out loud inwardly at Doreen Maria Suffert, a robust woman who wanted to show everyone how much she had everything under control, but in truth she was weak and pathetic. She w
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Chapter: His motherSudden trampling of feet on the other side of the door made him startle and panicked and hide his money under the covers. Not a second too late, because his 10-year-old brother Ryan rushed unabashedly into his room and jumped on the bed next to him. The slatted frame below them cracked ominously."Well, what are you doing, Mickey?" He asked cheekily and grinned cheekily. His oversized front teeth made him look like a rabbit."Fuck off, Ryan," he grumbled at the boy, who was not at all impressed by his sharp tone. He hopped around on the mattress in front of him and had a lot of fun annoying him.“You cursed, Mickey. You mustn't do that, ”he babbled after her mother's words and stuck out his tongue. In addition, he just didn't stop bouncing around and putting his already broken mattress in an even more catastrophic state. Flaming anger rose in him in record time and stifled his breath."Shut up!" Mickey Suffert had had enough of his little brot
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