Hello beautiful / as readers to this blog hint of his own:
First, a sincere apology for having said that I wanted to post yesterday, which obviously did not ... the fact is that rewrote my post 5 times, up and down and convinced me nothing, so I will try to make this a hybrid of the 5 above and whatever happens, and will remain, uncensored, allowing the ink to flow almost as fast as my thoughts (Ups! ink that is because I am in the Scrum Half escibiendo the draft to pen on paper ... there is ... keyboard! XD). Post
divide this into different sections, since there were many things I wanted to tell and are not necessarily linked, so the blog title is rather ambiguous. The sections are:
- Another dimension and the death of Mariela.
- "Out of Rotten Irun out or not? This is the question."
- Future, feeling and failure.
- Thanks.
-Purpose. Upcoming -
ideas to try on the blog.
- ANOTHER DIMENSION AND DEATH OF MARION:
"slept peacefully when suddenly, in the dream I was having a loud siren noise completely my head right off what the hell is that noise? If I was kissing a guy ... or that she was Cinderella and that siren announced that it was the 00:00 to leave the party ... when I asked myself the situation, I told the guy of my dream:
- A time! who are you? why I kiss you? "Since when I'm bundled anyone? _ and WHAM! Uncle faded into plan ... too many questions, I'm just a roll, do you hear? plus ... YOU ARE DREAMING! _
puff! I woke up with a horrible feeling, it was very hot and a mist coming through the slot in the bottom of the door, invading my room and cloudy all (it was exactly Baho) ... happy siren screeching in my ears was a very uncomfortable and was not in the dream, it was in my home! I was not able to spot almost anything, except that Mariela floating in something ... Does it float? What happens? I put in a position to get out of bed, but scared me amazing ... both the environment was like "Silent Hill" Nian "(the siren, fog, floating mariela .... XD) to uff! anyone ventured to open the door ... the fact is that I stepped on the floor and then the other ... As you progress, I realized how important it is to pay attention to mothers from time to time and is My mother always tells me: > Do not go barefoot! is bad for the ovaries! < and I love going barefoot, I hate the shoes, but in this case, not having a shoe at the foot of the bed does not appear to affect only my ovaries, also found that eggs would not (if they had something similar) to out of there ... And why not? Because my feet were found with an inch of water on fire and jumped (which I do not remember ever done at any other time) I just put in bed ... I already believed that this did not come out alive (I'm more tragic ... I know).
not know what to think ... was it fire? No! no smell of burning! ... Samael may have come to Irun Rotten us into another dimension so that we remove the desire to Silent Hill horny
(as absurd as it sounds, I swear that this being in another dimension entered my head) and the best thing that occurred to me was shouting
- Amatxo! Aitaaaaaa! _Yes strange reaction, considering that we live in a low and could have reacted out of the window if I really panicked ... more than one would have done well, but I lock to such situations and I was not very fast ... Luckily, my mother came bursting into my room, which super hero in action and said
- Do not leave this dimension! _ (That's what I needed and XD) just kidding ... he said (a pelao cry, because the siren did not hear anything):
- No leave the room, everything is flooded, it is the boiler !...¡ not worry, Aita is seeking to close key ... ("The key" ... o_O) -
Then I realized, not only am I in another dimension, if not I'm in the "Overlook Hotel" ... I forgot to check the boiler! Oh no!
does it have become my father Jack Nickolson and will be looking for my mother owned a wrench? Do we want to kill?
and if so ... "Ton my imaginary friend will and tell me? or is it the ghost of Marie who told me the news that my father has gone mad and wants to kill my mother and me?
Buahhh! I want my tricycle (although it should be a tricycle Aquatico as was the house) and my ultra-long corridor is made to flee, to avoid the room to be 207, the aunt of the tub makes me really creeps ...
would the ghost of Doviso in the bar imaginary?
uhmm, Dovitropicales ...
Ahh! REDRUM! REDRUM! ! ...
almost had a spasm! expected that at least the end was like in the book, which my friend (black cook hotel, ironically ... XD) with "respiandor" (which does not accuse me of plagiarism Los Simpson) save us my mother and me (my poor sister did not know how to locate it in this story ... lol)
and not in the movie (first version) that dies with an ax in his head.
The noise stopped and my mother came into the room by opening the window wide open, so he could see that was my plight habitat and the rest of the home that if I closed my eyes that I had 15 minutes until the alarm sounds ^ ^, it was 7:15 and everything had started at 6:45 in the morning ... so that my father had just returned from his night shift and was taking his coffee in the kitchen because if he becomes asleep and could have died trying, with sleep that is my father, just had not heard anything (I may be exaggerating, but it was a very fortunate he was home and awake more than anything else) "
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Then I went like every day for work, home of the child in my care in the morning and take them to school. My parents you were drawing water and my sister went to class.
implications of this event:
- The tragic death of Mariela ... Snif snif ... was filled with lime and water is ... so large that it enters in the washing machine as well as smell, do not think it will remove all or 10 washings ... Dry Cleaning and I will not take because she never wanted anyone the wash, I always said > rather be dead than having to rely on others ... never leave me in a nursing home when most, or do you charge me ... you just throw me the container! < so I did, I let that be an end (the strange thing is that I tried to choke her, deep down I always hated, and Izar? XD) must see! and I dreamed of unknown potentorros ... And for those who did not know Mario, there is a picture of her life:
Mariela Rest in peace dear .. . (
- Another consequence of the boiler pipe burst, is that due to water, the soil has begun to lift, hillocks were mild at first but now it seems that I have the Everest or the Himalayas in entrance hall and the bathroom ... (my room yet ... uff)
and that means they have to put new flooring ... which leads me to spend some time at my grandmother ... NO COMPUTER! FREE POST! NO COMMENT! NOT READ! hope for a short time ... and will notify you of the exact days ok?
- The final result, but not least which is why ... with this boiler, I do not know if my parents can go with my sister to Malaga for Christmas and leave me alone at home ... : (Goodbye to the "after hours" on New Year's Eve! And keep you informed.
- The boiler! "Exclaimed Danny, this morning,
easing the pressure! Is rising and is going to explode!
(fifth part / question of life and death / Chapter 55: What was forgotten
page 627_ The king resplandor_Stephen)
splendor unexpectedly made him understand what he meant Danny
stating that it was too late. neatly received
the explosion to burst from
depths of the basement to rip the guts
of that place of horror.
(fifth part / question of life and death / Chapter 56: The explosion
page 631_ The resplandor_Stephen King)
Stumbling reached the boiler. Mass of the long tubular
emanated a dark red glow. as a monstrous
steam calliope, shuddered, groaned and let out
in a hundred directions columns and clouds of steam. needle gauge
was at the end same dial.
- No, can not allow it! Shouted the watchman / director.
valve supported on the hands of Jack Torrance, without
worry about the smell of burning flesh and the pain
letting the wheel incandescent mercilessly sank
palm. The wheel gave way and with a yell of triumph, he turned to
fully open the valve. A huge roar
steam burst from the depths boiler, like the roaring set of
a dozen dragons. But before the steam BECOME
invisible needle gauge and cautioned
clearly that it had begun to recede.
- I won! - Screamed obscenities while broke into pirouettes
amid the burning fog that was increasing, rising by
overhead flaming-hands is not too
late! It's not too late! No..!
words faded into a scream, which once was lost, devoured
by the deafening roar of the explosion of the boiler Overlook.
(fifth part / question of life and death / Chapter 56: The explosion
page 632_ The resplandor_Stephen King)
In the next section ... Around my mind / Second part: "Out of Rotten Irun out or not? This question is teh."
thought it all in one post but it would be very heavy (long) ... tomorrow will upload the remaining parts, which are shorter ... meanwhile I hope you enjoy this Jart ... mine has no name, I know!
comentadme take care and much! XD
Big kiss!
And for fans of Family Guy:
Pd: A úlitima curiosity ... Did you know that the streets of the map of the first Silent Hill are most writers names? And what street Bachman pseudonym refers to Stephen King when he had censured the writings? His pen name was Richard Bachman ... ais! if everything is intertwined good XD! my favorite writer and my favorite video game, not bad!
CHAO!
