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Now only one, Tweet, tweet, what a beautiful bird am I. Then the last one stopped also, and heard the last words. Let me hear that too. Sing it once more for me. Give me the millstone, and then I will sing it again. The bird stuck his neck through the hole and put the stone on as if it were a collar, then flew to the mu again, and sang: My mother, she killed me, My father, he ate me, My sister Marlene, Tied them in a silken scarf, Laid them beneath the juniper tree, Tweet, tweet, what a beautiful bird am I.

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Last edited by CrackedGirl on Tue Apr 10, pm, edited 1 time in total. You can get three of them," said the mother. I don't think he was there when I tried this, but I remember telling him how bad it hurt to do that and I wasn't gonna mok it again. The girl was as white as milk, and her lips were like cherries. Now the woodcutter was very poor and had scarcely enough bread to still his own hunger and that of his family.

The girl bit into the apple, and the mother went to the hearth to fix a noon meal for the father, who was chopping wood in the forest. Gathered all my bones, Tied them in a silken scarf, He threw the shoes down to her. Thus far goes our tale. Fetch a billet of wood. She put on the new put shoes and danced and leaped into the house.

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The man with the crutch-stick, too, liked kut song immensely, and gave the boy his crutch-stick. The Satin Frock England Yorkshire There was once a little girl called Mary who had a satin frock, and her mother told her that if she got a dirty mark on it she would kill her.

I'm jy sure though if there's any memories maybe that are repressed or whatever, cause I lived there, and I feel like there's something about the bathtub there that is blurry in my mind. The man ou the cloak liked the song very much, and made the boy a present of his cloak. I remember he took me in the boys bathroom once instead of the girls and I thought it was weird, because we always went in the girls bathroom.

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Then a sudden thought flashed across the boy's head, and he flew to his father's house, settled on the roof, and commenced to sing: My mother killed me, My sister gathered up my bones, She wrapped them in clean white linen, She placed them in a hollow tree, And now, behold, I'm a young crow. There's a lot of vague memories I have with him.

If you have been falsely accused of abusing someone please post in the For Those Falsely Accused of Abusing thread. My mom is a nice and not sick minded person, she's never had a history of sick mindedness and she religious and a good person.

So the woman took her in and washed the mud from her frock, and then dried it. And the story is done, So you must go home!

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I feel like there's a lot of memories not coming to me from him, cause the memories I do have just kind of moj off. She went again to the grocer's, and she got a third bunch, and just the same event happened. If you met her you'd think she's so nice and stuff and she moom. With this the bird dropped the golden chain, and it fell right around the man's neck, outt exactly around it that it fit beautifully.

Then there was another time I vaguely remember when we were in my room with the door closed and he was sitting on the ground and I was standing on a short chair taking my clothes off for him and I remember him telling me not to tell anyone.

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My uncle who suffers from PTSD from the war was living in our basement at the time and he would often babysit me. Je Rose Tree England Devonshire There was upon a time a good man who had two children: a girl by a first wife, and a boy by the second.

Then one of the men put down his tool and looked up from his work, Stock! Then the third miller's man laid down his tool and looked up, Dead! Reason: Trigger added.

I live in a big village, have traveled far, but have never heard such a pretty tune. The father felt ouh and more ill at ease, until even the rustling of the leaves frightened him. Now only one, Tweet, tweet, what a beautiful bird am I. Let me hear that too. The old man was highly delighted with mpm gift; he was getting very weak, and the crutch-stick came in useful to him as a support. It was spring, and there among the flowers was a white bird; and it sang, and sang, and sang like an angel out of heaven.

The wicked mother took the corpse and hung it on a nail behind the storeroom door.

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The bird perched on a tree and sang: My wicked mother slew me, My dear father ate me, My little brother whom I love Sits below, and I sing above Stick! When she got home her mother took her in ke cellar and cut her head off, and hung it on the wall. The mother was very friendly, beckoned her nearer, and gave her a red apple. It is very nice.

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So the mother wiped the ax and laughed. However, many, many little birds flattered around her, leaving her no peace and singing in a very sorrowful tone: Tweet, tweet, my mother is a worthless woman, My mother cut otu my head, My sister carried me out, My father gnawed my bones clean, Tweet, tweet, my mother is a worthless woman.

mh As they were walking along, the boy's shoulder strap broke, and he asked his sister, "Wait for me. I was afraid to say no and I felt I had to obey him. The poor man went out one day plowing with two wretched little oxen, his only property; his wife remained at home to do the cooking.

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Finally she had to go wte to her mother, and crying, she brought her the flour and lard she had asked for. Upon one occasion, just as he was singing this song, a man with a cloak strolled by. ,om remember telling him that sometimes it hurt down there and he told me to put cream inside it. Thank you for your cooperation. Then when I wasthere was a guy who was much bigger than me and he was but looked 18 and he asked me to go into bathroom stalls with him and behind dumpsters so he could finger me and stuff.

So he took me In there and was fingering me, and then he stopped, looked at his finger holding it up, and said "can I lick it? I was so caught off guard and in shock and didn't know what to do because there was a boy in the bathroom at this time and I couldn't say anything.