From the different comments i am receiving......the national guard, they are tired of my mouth, and me being too close to the truth, my dad an illuminati and child molestor, has colluded with a ton more.
I Survived Labour Camps, Prison And Exile Under Stalin, Then Started A New Life In America
This went on night after night, with sleepless days in the box. My feet were swollen, my eyes were irritated. I was so exhausted from the sleeplessness that from time to time my head would dive forward and down, and the officer would kick me with the toe of his boot to keep me awake.
Finally I stopped thinking clearly. I couldn’t concentrate. Everything was in a fog. And on the sixth sleepless night, that was it. I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t care. I just wanted this torture to end. And when my interrogator said, “Have you participated in this anti-Soviet conversation?” I said, “Yes, I did.”
“Do you accept being a member of this anti-Soviet group?” And I said, “Yes, I do.” But the interrogation didn’t stop. Now they wanted me to confess in planning to kill Stalin. And here, I don’t know how, but I found the strength to resist. Maybe in my subconscious the idea stuck that this confession would bring my deat
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