Signs how, after all this…

Signs how, after all this not to believe? Often say in other people’s relationships “a mess” or “without a bottle not understand” in my even more so, but the devil is not only the leg, and the head will roll and little bottles, at least a liter per person In seven months I took my as we lived in the barracks and relatives thought I was cold, and the more “malnourished,” the advantage was that my mother was pregnant with the relatives and so decided to help my , to take me in and “to fatten dianocka for fresh milk” (by the way, I was a goner and my cheeks could be seen from the back) and I to thrive on the necks of relatives, dangling his legs (I’ve allowed everything) In a that consisted of grandparents, my dad, my aunt my father’s sister my grandmother my father I was not a child, and the devil, how much I added all the gray hair… And in the river almost drowned in the early spring (the good, new jacket look and I swam, but Granny had to swim), and the stairs were filled and rammed his head into a pile of cow manure (odor, said the week kept) Loved me everything but my native grandmother Feel some kind of mystery associated with the grandparents, as great-grandmother about the know something, and about the of his great-grandfather somehow does not liked to apply But in his mind it was impossible to say that he was a simple farmer, as bearing, like the military (he was a veteran of world war II) but this kind of bearing he would not have won the war, felt that he was taught from childhood, and the great-grandmother was kind of arrogant always, not like my hillbilly great-grandmother and grandmother feel something, and where to dig – I do not know Sorry for the digression About the first I learned in years 9-10, it was related to my great-grandfather (I learned this from an aunt of my father, grandmother Nura) He was ill, but his was unexpected he Died quietly in the winter in the dead of winter, snow piled waist-Granny Nyura was head of the farm and she was to leave for work at 5 am had to be on the farm In the night, when great-grandfather died, was asleep, the time was somewhere around two jumped All over some loud music was pounding in the window of the hall All, of course, thought that came for grandma Nura, maybe something on the farm happened (it happens often), but when grandma Nura jumped into the yard, nobody, as there was no footprints near the window She came in and said that not even a trace in the garden All, of course, looking at each other and realized that grandfather is not with us, all rushed to his bed and found that he was dead What was it? The bringer of death? Or the of the great-grandfather woke up? The second I heard from my mother mother’s Father had a leg amputated, and he was in the hospital, like everything is healed, the doctors gave good predictions in the Evening mom came home from the hospital, began to prepare dinner, when suddenly the window knocked the bird, then the second Mom drove with the window, and the night in the hospital her father died And she said that before her father’s death, her mom (i.e., my grandmother) at night, the hen began to sing cock that night my grandmother choked house the Other stories from me I just recently got married and was in my last pregnancy (my parents divorced when I was 3) my father and I saw each other infrequently, and on the street, in the evening, I met a grandmother Nura She said that the father is in the hospital, but nothing serious, and it will soon be discharged Naturally, I was going to go to him the next day, but all night I didn’t sleep in the brain just spun: “He dies” in the Morning, when my husband arrived at the hospital, we were told that he died Maybe I “called it”, still no rest (feeling guilty) I’ve always thought that if something would happen to my , I feel or I would be a warning, but nothing happened, except for minor signs, which may be coincidence or my imagination When my mother died, I felt nothing, nobody “warned” Just called my cousin and told All that even now blurry, but I remember clearly one moment, Morgue, preparation, etc., it’s all natural, sympathetic look also seems to be natural, but still it seemed to me that oddly felt sorry for me and whispering My eldest daughter approached me (she was 14), and said, “Mom, there’s some talk bad, about the fact that grandma’s not numb, would have asked around you!” The funeral had a mother-in-law of my aunt (she was the oldest), I had to approach her for an explanation that I was given the answer: “bad, very bad, when the corpse does not stiffen, the belief is that you have to wait another corpse for 6 months” I am, of course, it brought to a screeching halt, but the brain refused to believe I after the funeral, warned their children, warned father(stepfather), told the brother, but, alas, my father and brother did not listen to my warning it’s been two weeks my husband and friends were out fishing overnight, in the morning, at 6 o’clock, lit a fire, but I could not sit beside him, I gasped, I thought that acrid burning plastic (though the burning was the wood and paper) as there was no biting, we’re going home, and on the way I caught the news (on the river was no network, and I could not get through), again, cousin, stunned, said, light up the apartment at 6 am and my father and brother suffocated (brother drove to the hospital) morgue (when they were taken) I was in hysterics and asked to see if they were stiff? Two years later the brother died the mother (there were no messengers, no warnings) And a dead mother’s sister Before she died I had a dream that I was in Church and me throws out pop (also, they say, a bad omen) At every funeral I asked, “are you waiting for? Frozen?” (for some reason it is ingrained in the brain) the Strange thing is that all of the mother’s (brother and two sisters) did not live up to 56 years there is Fear because of all the cousins I’m the oldest, and in my youth I was foretold that I will die at 52 years old, and foretold that in 23 will get stabbed (I had passed) Maybe this will blow over?


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