Unraveling….
In 1973 when I was a teenager, I had two weeks worth of dreams about a death of a young person. So many details. Alarming ones. Very specific sexual ones. Then suddenly the dream stopped. And within a week, a body was found. So many things around that death were details from my dreams. Including the specific sexual torture. I even picked up on the killer. But they never found the killer!
Until now… 50 years later.
So many things about the killer were also in my dreams. I am re-experiencing the god awful feelings I had when I was having those dreams. Now that there is closure I hope this all ends…..
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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