To all the people of Jalgisco and all the states who are being affected by the
success of the last hours, we defend a arm, we tell them that they are good, that you and their families are encouraged, they are safe and that this goes forward. I know you see
“stories, spaces like these, what less important or they are, but if you listen, if you can”
listen to us, that this serves as a escape, at least for a challenge, they want us a lot. I went to the side of the scene in the pool of the trees, the church that I had not wanted to go to the side, but then they come out of their safe and out of their land and see them, they have a broken face, they say, "I don't think you are things, you are going to have to do nothing with me or I am going to take you to your home. In the same way I told them, I felt sorry for the movement, I knew that I had said something that I did not see.
Very good night with my life, it is a pleasure that you do not have a chance to listen to us, to take you to the stories that have arrived to us and that I promise you they will try a moment of duty, a moment when they wake up in their septicism, yes, they are also from the
“branches and it is that although they do not believe, I promise that after the stories of this night,”
they will take their words and take it from the beginning with a woman who remembers these words of the stories that have arrived when they were children, and if not, they do not have anything. They will go through the life of women. We need more because they are ready to be released in the night. So this moment to leave this content and search for another, because Jan and Marcia Tras begins in 5, 4, 3, 2.
Hello, Riel. This is just a week of discovery that in her and the truth, I do not think
that it would end up writing here. I always listen to the stories of fantasmas,
like there are no things that happen to others, above all the drawings, stories that we do not know
“if they are true or not, until they do not pass us to us, until they pass me to me.”
I do not know what I am going to tell you, I have explained, I have been a little close to someone who was talking to him, I do not believe in that, but there are things that do not say with security, and after that they did not say. I live alone in a small room, the part behind the bed with the house is a smaller house. I never talked to her really, only listening sometimes when she would have to understand the clothes, or go to her bathroom,
the truth does not leave me alone, but the passing by the street behind, for some reason, much more forget about the dark than mine, I tell you, I tell you that your house is old,
mother of the dark, as if they never painted the new house with marks like half,
the Lord never spoke, but sometimes I could hear it, they were not words, what would be their mouth was clear, only friends, as if they could not speak, as if they had an environment of the word, from my patio only to go over the beds, they do not know what they have to do, they are the fact that if they do not receive, they can not see it on the other side,
and about that truth, they began to see a black hat, the hat was not mine, and for what they saw so little of that, it seemed a day they began to wonder about the roof and the green, and you are those cats that seems to be flat but agile, with big eyes and very
attentive eyes, I started to eat at the patio, although it never had a cat,
or a little bit becoming conscious, a little bit a little bit being more time, I did not enter the house, but sometimes it was close to my door, the Lord behind it, he did not know why, because every time the cat was stopped at the door, he had already read it, he had read it, he had read it, he has read it two times, and what do you know, to hear it as a horrible way, to refer to it, to be familiar with it,
with those who thought that it would be simple to speak, but as with intention,
As if the animal could understand it, sometimes it was called the word with s...
answer, and a day, after one of those cats in the Lord, he took him to touch him, he was stopped on the door, but he did not catch me, when he was in my room, I did not have to have an air in one of the stairs, but it was very close to me,
and at that time I had a lot of courage, I thought that, finally, he was Latin with a stone,
so to think about it and live in a boat to the door, I had a dream to claim the sea of the river,
“I remember that the secret that I left in the past, that he had done,”
and he was in his room, and his place was so terrible, and he was like running away, but I did not understand, I just started to imitate his sounds, his songs, and I did not know why that was my most terrible, I was going to tell him, suddenly I felt something that I was feeling, something happened to him, I did not want to lose my clothes, I was like, "Hey, I was in my room, but it was hard, so I wanted to go to sleep better and tell him that if I wanted to touch the cat, I would go to touch the door,
and there it was when I lived, I did not care, but I did not have to hide behind his tree, I was completely black, his group seemed to be like, as a beast of the UN, that was,
“then I got to my space, his mother's home, before entering the hospital, something happened,”
something that had not been forgotten, there was something strange there in the ground, I do not know how to explain the 5 things exaggerated, they were the rest of the thing that seemed to be, perhaps, in the form that seemed to have been, of holes, without them, there were also the flancers, other things, they had been done, seemed to be someone who had been behind something and then he had been erased, I was also afraid of the consummations, not many, but if you saw it, I was not scared that I did not
import it, the gritty, ah, Vihabruha, I told you that I did not believe in these things, that I did not have anything, that if I wanted to kill the cat, I would like to go to the door,
“to get out of the gritty because I was trying to hide it, when I told you that the last thing happened,”
inside your house, I did not know, I did not say anything, but I could see that something happened to me, only a silhouette, I did not say anything, only a strange form behind the vidrio, because of the truth with the heart, but everything was fine, I took the cat all the time at night, I did not like it, I did not like it, I decided that I will not leave it, I did not go to the patio,
and there was a person who clearly did not explain it, the first night I liked to sleep,
felt that I did not tell you what I said, I had already read it, I did not because I believed in bruises, but because the lady was not well, there was something in her eyes, in the form that she was well, a mother of hearing something that appeared in the roof, they were like the cat, they were much more heavy, lenders, that would be someone who has nothing more to do with another,
and who has nothing more to listen to, the guy who has slept, my feet, the vantula who once started to look at the house, I did not say anything, I just looked at the child, and that was a part of times more, but with the days, everything was finished, that the cat was better, it began to feel that perhaps only I did not imagine, until my dad did not visit me, my dad had to go out of his eyes,
working in the mother of six months, 20 years, brands, figures, even small shortcomings,
that is, those men who always have the hands marked by the work,
Their hands are their main tools,
always says that that is the only thing that is going to be in life,
“that day came through the afternoon, I was talking about a normal month,”
I said to myself that my heart was before that it was hearted because the character of your people was well illuminated, but we were at the time, when I was going to go through the sun, and I don't know how to explain it, but I felt a bad feeling, and precisely the 20-minute 20 minutes were called,
it was a suicide, I found it at the side of the road, the side of the road, trying to help me, my truck had more of the distance between the trees, with the COVID-19, I did not tell you to worry, they had found their journey of having more of the distance between the trees, with the COVID-19,
they asked me to tell you not to tell you if I had taken a quick break,
I didn't talk to you with my dad, I didn't know how it was,
I didn't imagine how beautiful it was, but in the hospital, at least I lived well, I didn't care, although if you tell me something strange,
“I told you that something had been invented in the car,”
that I am managing when I understand the speed, something directs me to the coffee, I told you that it seemed to me as a pilot, but it was great, that I didn't have time to talk about it, I took the coffee, I lost control and left it to me,
I had several structures in the right of the road, that is what gives me the hand, the doctor is also going to lose mobility, they say that maybe I will recover something with therapy, but I do not know it because I do not know when, and suddenly I asked you to look for your phone,
if I had been inside the truck, in the car, in the accident, I did not see anything else there, so in the morning I met you alone, which I did not follow a side of the car, the coffee was empty inside,
I expected to see plumes or blood, or even the animal, something that I confirmed that had been done to me, but there was nothing, I would be who I am, and I realized of what I had in the cars,
in the coffee, they were the brands of two hands, clearly marked in the metal, as someone had been tired and had been affected by the coffee with less than the impact, the ones who were a child in the truck,
five individuals, five of the others, because we must see those brands a lot of time, there was no rest of the animal and blood, only those hands, they have passed a few weeks from the accident,
and I did not want to see the lady behind, when she passed through that one, she saw that her house was closed, she did not have heard so much more about the roof, but how to make it clear,
the owner of the inside, sometimes she stayed in front of the door behind, looking at the door, if she was closed, if she put a foot outside,
only look, I hope that my father will recover something of his mobility in the hand, because, as I told you, it is with what works, and although I do not have the time to defend the car,
“I think I should have done it in a different way,”
I do not want to be afraid of someone who, especially, can be a witch, how a great city of Greece wants to listen, I would like to know your opinion of the story, and if some have not yet forgotten something similar, some experience with someone who was perhaps better than the third,
although, well, if you are to defend a animal,
always, always worth risk,
if they do not have a place and they already know, with the book, imagine that we find it in the street, in a reform or in a airport, or in a bus center, and they do not bring it to affirm them. So, better than they have it,
and it will always be possible for them to go to the island, and, of course, but I thank you very much for being here, a lot, a lot of years ago,
I do not know the taste that gives me when someone tells me that I do not fin...
because I asked for it in the library,
“and they told me that I did not do it, but well, let us with more stories,”
because even in relation to leaving them asleep, this night. Good night, Suriel, the book is not going to be released recently, this story does not make me happy, the life of my grandmother, and it is something I have told several times
that I am children, it is a very religious woman, that is that does not fail in my opinion, that they are sick, it is not that anyone who knows things for their life, for nothing. When you were young, you had to work on the capital, so that you could have more and more your sisters.
At that time, transport and space, there was only a small change that if the trip from the north to the city,
“the trip took all the water and it always arrived very close to the night,”
and they told me that this time the bus was like the sun, there was a full moon and the sky was closed, the terminal was more or less a kilometer, its house, so I had to walk, its house was 1,000 of the mother of cardboard,
the streets of the sun were August and the earth, that time there was nothing to do, they only listened to the dogs, they had nothing to do, so that life was not for something supernatural, but for me it was that they saved them,
they had their things in a small room and they did not want to lose anything,
it was then when I heard the first sound,
“a little bit, I had not come to a specific case, it was like the wind, the other was,”
a low element, the water, after that I heard something more, a little bit like someone risked with the dreams, the lights of the houses, without any doubt, but I didn't go back, I told you that when we felt like this you know that I didn't go back,
that something didn't happen, if I was walking faster and rest in my room, and then I heard the birds, the wind, but the birds, they were like normal birds, they were like the birds, they would be thrown away from the street, like to use the closer to the sea and the bad guys,
they already told me that they were going to the kitchen and walk, I told you that they were like their feet, they were going to be thrown away, like if we liked to go back, they would be like, "Come on, how can I not dream of where I can run?" They were thrown away, they were put in their door, and then they were put in their door,
they said they were put in their door, they were a very old, old, of the house, but what I was feeling was the arms, were the legs, they were too long, they extended their legs,
touching the close of the houses, we left the house, the house, like if they were covered in the night, their head was in the chest, walking, that there, as if the knife could not have had to be taken to the front, and it was taken to the mouth open,
I did not run, but I had a little bit of fear, I had to move with the legs, reaching the distance without being able to be forced, I wanted to say that I did not open, only open, the door as a door, inside the body closed,
that inside the body opened as if they were closed, the close of the house, and then they followed their path, leaving the ceiling, while the food was still low, it was the only thing I saw there,
and I thought that if I had never noticed, they were running home at night,
and I wanted to hear the sound and the song to see the ears, behind that, the same thing was through, giving them the long steps that almost they were running, they were already crying and they were crying with their hands,
The legs were running a few minutes, running the cage,
leaving, and then everything that it was going to happen, and I cried a little bit, it was his turn as a guard in the hands closed, so that he had nothing to do with it, and I didn't even want to touch him, and even today, when he passed through that night,
although thanks to God's grace, I do not have to do it,
“I remember what I told you about your stories,”
although I never heard that I was alive,
and I never saw anything, when I knew something that I didn't recognize, I used to cry, I tried not to go back, or the community of Arlatus in the night,
my name is Maribel, this past 10 years ago, when my mom was dying of cancer, I did not know how to scare anyone, I did not know why there was a night, knowing that when I remember what happened,
I asked if the pain of a house could bring me, something else, and surely I am not the only one who asked me, I had 20 years, I left the university to take care of my mom,
I was very happy,
I arrived at a point that I could not walk alone,
and talk to a clarity and the event is without help, and my mom and I will not come back to avenge her, change her, give her their medications, sleep with her,
so the house changed completely with a disease, I do not explain it to another man, and go beyond our routines, I became more silenced, more heavy,
as if everything was in pause, the father of the church was going to visit her, now in the room, sometimes it was a long time ago, and we also thought that it was only tranquilized,
that it was good, that it was gone,
but one day the father sent another person to his place,
said that it was someone who trusted,
“remember that from that man in the room,”
and he was more careful, I said nothing at that time, but then, when he was going to cry, I asked him not to let us go back to the house, he said that while he was resting,
there was someone else in the room, someone who touched him, a very high name, with his brother, with his dark side of the room, he said that when we open the door,
the light of the room is illuminated, that I saw that I had no eye, we had nothing new, we thought it was an infirmity, the stability of the song,
the fever, the fear, but this day, my mom told me that it was not only in the room, the beginning we thought it was going to die, until this night,
my sister and little sister were sleeping with her, and her sister and I were standing on the floor to take care of her,
“remember that she was giving me sleep when I felt something different,”
a presence, open the eyes, the door of the room is inside open, and in the dark, someone who was sitting down, I couldn't describe it with detail,
but I knew that it was not my mother, it was nothing of my family, I didn't see it, only it was there, and I felt that it was going directly,
it was the eyes and I could feel it, I felt it was going to be the same time as it happened, at some point I heard the voice in my mother calling me from the past, I asked her to help me, that she was coming in the bathroom,
so I asked her to help her without thinking, the one that I was looking for, but the light, the light, the light, the passage, and with that light coming to the bathroom, my mother was sitting down,
the help of the room, my sister and little sister were sleeping with me, the room of the house and we began to walk out of the room, we said a few steps, then something went wrong,
my mother couldn't walk, she was going to be able to stop her, without being able to go to the bathroom, I was like a community,
Felt the weight of her body already in me,
felt the weight of her life,
in me, I was going to look at me, the clothes were not on the floor, they were their legs, they were their feet,
they were their feet, they were my mother,
they couldn't describe what they saw that they were exaggerated,
they only knew that they were there, that the expression was heard, that the sound of my mother's smile, the sound of the other said,
“"I remember, I remember, I remember, I remember,”
I suppose it was my mother, for instance, the next one that reminds me of being crying, the fourth, and they were my mother,
they were in their bed, sleep, with my sister each one is his side, and sister sleep in the floor, quiet, nothing more to be heard, nothing, I forgot my head, I didn't leave you to rest until you die, and you didn't come to rest, you didn't come to rest, you didn't.
My mother died two days later, it was quiet, in peace, nothing would have happened to me, nothing would have happened to me,
“and during a long time, I asked if it was my song, or the song,”
the half of losing it, but there is something that definitely cannot be forgotten, the feeling of courage, the expression that gives me what I tried to do to go through it, that I met with what was more painful,
and that if I hadn't had the chance to think,
“maybe it would have come from the fourth, with that kind of hug of me,”
thanks for the confidence to listen to my story, community, thanks for the confidence that you are not here to share moments with us here, here is not just nothing, that they have a very good night.
