The year was 1940, did little to that terrible war was over, English Civil War. Peace Now had been reborn, that peace of fear, hunger, the accusations among neighbors and family, from the bags and shooting at any cemetery wall or road, the peace choking, that looking to the sides with fear, that talk quietly indoors. That peace had a high price in exchange for it deprived us of freedom, Spain was a big prison without bars.
My friend Mary was a great rebel, he shouted from the rooftops their protests against the dictatorship without restraint or fear, I was afraid for her and warned her, I knew that sooner or later come to it's minions of fascist power, I listened and thought as I took those dark dungeons where he suffered all kinds of abuse and harassment, was the first time and was a warning, came home made a heap but with high spirits, no surrender.
Much to my regret anything that did nothing to silence her, to take more care. Returned to her, took her and this time was much worse, raped, abused her and finally killed her. I do not know why he was there, witnessed the whole horror, with my feet nailed to the floor, unable to move for help, but if you could have done anything against those killers, the last thing I heard from my friend was, "take care of my child," I ran to reach the exit and ran over to get to find his little son, and then ........... I woke up.
usually do not remember what sleep or if I remember, are only disjointed scenes, nothing that can be counted as something that makes sense, but sometimes I have vivid dreams that always have to do with the reality of my life events are developed and then I remember clearly. Very rarely.
That was the case today, I woke up with frightened and horrified, I find the explanation, why my dream, I always thought that dreams are a reflection of what happens to us during the day and also the product of reading a book at bedtime, but no day has passed me anything that has to do with sleep or have recently read any book dealing with this issue.
long I do not remember a dream so horrible ................................... .
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