Mind", can't make differences between real and not..., (OFF NOW THAT..., then that...), you are saying lie after lie..., then believing in false stuff. And thinking in positive sides so to scream not much as the other do, but as always you one moment scream you can't stop it... Now putting against me a knife and saying "Go away... give me my daughter... give me her back"..., don't you see the people laugh at you, don't you see it. Look their faces, with so many smiles, but they aren't people, they are from the army, off, off for god sake they are soldiers which have guns. Have killed few people, have taken your daughter and they are many as a number than you and your whole family... Probably this part as an General I must skip it, because it's logical however look it and from this side, nobody will sacrifice so you to be happy... you will die.. O, o, the poor little girl crying in front of the people, she just saw her mother pointing with a knife against the soldiers and now she is killed by one of the soldiers.
Alex, please.__e balls his fists. __top saying my name. You don__ know me anymore.___ do know you._ I__ still crying, swallowing back spasms in my throat, struggling to breathe. This is a nightmare and I will wake up. This is a monster-story, and he has come back to me a terror-creation, patched together, broken and hateful, and I will wake up and he will be here, and whole, and mine again. I find his hands, lace my fingers through his even as he tries to pull away. __t__ me, Alex. Lena. Your Lena. Remember? Remember 37 Brooks, and the blanket we used to keep in the backyard____on__,_ he says. His voice breaks on the word.__nd I always beat you in Scrabble,_ I say. I have to keep talking, and keep him here, and make him remember. __ecause you always let me win. And remember how we had a picnic one time, and the only thing we could find from the store was canned spaghetti and some green beans? And you said to mix them____on__.___nd we did, and it wasn__ bad. We ate the whole stupid can, we were so hungry. And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me._ I__ gasping, feeling as though I am about to drown; I__ reaching for him blindly, grabbing at his collar.__top._ He grabs my shoulders. His face is an inch from mine but unrecognizable: a gross, contorted mask. __ust stop. No more. It__ done, okay? That__ all done now.___lex, please____top!_ His voice rings out sharply, hard as a slap. He releases me and I stumble backward. __lex is dead, do you hear me? All of that__hat we felt, what it meant__hat__ done now, okay? Buried. Blown away.___lex!__e has started to turn away; now he whirls around. The moon lights him stark white and furious, a camera image, two-dimensional, gripped by the flash. __ don__ love you, Lena. Do you hear me? I never loved you.__he air goes. Everything goes. __ don__ believe you._ I__ crying so hard, I can hardly speak.He takes one step toward me. And now I don__ recognize him at all. He has transformed entirely, turned into a stranger. __t was a lie. Okay? It was all a lie. Craziness, like they always said. Just forget about it. Forget it ever happened.___lease._ I don__ know how I stay on my feet, why I don__ shatter into dust right there, why my heart keeps beating when I want it so badly to stop. __lease don__ do this, Alex.___top saying my name.
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Alex, please.__e balls his fists. __top saying my name. You don__ know me anymore.___ do know you._ I__ still crying, swallowing back spasms in my throat, struggling to breathe. This is a nightmare and I will wake up. This is a monster-story, and he has come back to me a terror-creation, patched together, broken and hateful, and I will wake up and he will be here, and whole, and mine again. I find his hands, lace my fingers through his even as he tries to pull away. __t__ me, Alex. Lena. Your Lena. Remember? Remember 37 Brooks, and the blanket we used to keep in the backyard____on__,_ he says. His voice breaks on the word.__nd I always beat you in Scrabble,_ I say. I have to keep talking, and keep him here, and make him remember. __ecause you always let me win. And remember how we had a picnic one time, and the only thing we could find from the store was canned spaghetti and some green beans? And you said to mix them____on__.___nd we did, and it wasn__ bad. We ate the whole stupid can, we were so hungry. And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me._ I__ gasping, feeling as though I am about to drown; I__ reaching for him blindly, grabbing at his collar.__top._ He grabs my shoulders. His face is an inch from mine but unrecognizable: a gross, contorted mask. __ust stop. No more. It__ done, okay? That__ all done now.___lex, please____top!_ His voice rings out sharply, hard as a slap. He releases me and I stumble backward. __lex is dead, do you hear me? All of that__hat we felt, what it meant__hat__ done now, okay? Buried. Blown away.___lex!__e has started to turn away; now he whirls around. The moon lights him stark white and furious, a camera image, two-dimensional, gripped by the flash. __ don__ love you, Lena. Do you hear me? I never loved you.__he air goes. Everything goes. __ don__ believe you._ I__ crying so hard, I can hardly speak.He takes one step toward me. And now I don__ recognize him at all. He has transformed entirely, turned into a stranger. __t was a lie. Okay? It was all a lie. Craziness, like they always said. Just forget about it. Forget it ever happened.___lease._ I don__ know how I stay on my feet, why I don__ shatter into dust right there, why my heart keeps beating when I want it so badly to stop. __lease don__ do this, Alex.___top saying my name.
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