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Trailer Extendido de New Moon Luna Nueva

2009-09-12T03:15:00.008-04:00

Estaba como un vampiro no durmiendo a horas decentes y me encontré con este trailer subido por beroang a youtube...imaginen mi alegría al verlo!!! Pero me dije, estos de youtube seguro lo borran, así que yo ni corta ni perezosa lo baje con aTube Catcher, y le puse subtítulos en español(ya que se que no todos hablan inglés en el mundo) con Windows Movie Maker, y decidí subirlo a mi blog donde no corre riesgo de ser borrado....
Lo subiría a mi cuenta de youtube pero es mucho proceso para que luego lo borren ...así que veanlo aquí!!!
Yupi!!!! Después de esto cuento los días para que sea el 20 de noviembre...de hecho me buscare uno de esos relojitos de cuenta regresiva y lo pondré como gadget en mi Blog....

Pd: acabo de ver que la cuenta de beroang ha sido suspendida por Youtube por subir este trailer así que no estaré subiéndolo a mi cuenta de Youtube...

El Warner Music Group me tiene argh!!!!!!!

2009-04-12T12:35:00.005-04:00

Yo no se si a uds que hacen vídeos ya les ha llegado a pasar, pero a mi si, un montón de veces ya.....creo un vídeo, lo subo y pam!!!! me deshabilitan el audio si tan solo tiene 5 segundos de una música de la cual es "propietaria" el Warner Music Group, una de las 4 compañias disqueras más grandes de EE.UU.
Todo este desastre comenzo porque el WMG estaba recibiendo regalías por cada vez que un vídeo con una canción perteneciente a uno de los artistas que representa, (que son muchos, latinos y americanos por igual) era visto por un usuario de Youtube. Luego hubo algún problema con las negociaciones del contrato y ahora cada vez que alguien desea subir algún vídeo a Youtube debe tener mucho cuidado de que no "sea propiedad del WMG"....
Lo cual es enervante, porque ellos son algo así como el 15 o 20% del Market share del negocio de la música, osease casi un cuarto de los artistas son representados por ellos lo cual limita mucho nuestras opciones.....

este es el tercer vídeo que Youtube me rechaza por ese motivo y la verdad solo puedo decir algo al respecto de esto, si WMG sigue con esta actitud van a hacer que la gente común que va y compra sus discos, que ya son pocas porque es refacil bajarlos de internet, los deje de comprar...
Yo por ejemplo esta canción la saque de un CD original de Air Supply que mi mamá compro, así que mi mamá les pago para tener esta canción, pero lo que yo ahora mismo estoy pensando es, ¿cual es el punto?...
Yo compro un CD para escucharlo, compartirlo, y como me gusta editar vídeos, hacer vídeos con ellos, pero de ahora en adelante evitare por completo a WMG y sus subsidiarias y solo me centrare en artistas de las otras compañías que son menos ambiciosas al parecer....

Esto es lo que iba a ir en la descripción de este video:
Ok I know this song is probably older than most of us, and I know this because
OK SE QUE ESTA CANCIÓN PROBABLEMENTE ES MAS VIEJA QUE LA MAYORÍA DE NOSOTROS, Y SE ESTO PORQUE
I took it from an oldies CD that my mom owns, but the lyrics are so freaking perfect
LA TOME DE UN CD DE MUSICAS VIEJAS DE MI MAMÁ, PERO LA LETRA ES PERFECTA
for Edward, especially in New Moon, just read them and you will agree with me:
PARA EDWARD, ESPECIALMENTE EN LUNA NUEVA, SOLO LEANLA Y ESTARAN DE ACUERDO CONMIGO

I can see the pain living in your eyes
PUEDO VER EL DOLOR QUE VIVE EN TUS OJOS
And I know how hard you try
Y SE LO MUCHO QUE LO INTENTAS
You deserve to have so much more
TU TE MERECES TENER MUCHO MÁS
I can feel your heart and I simpathize
PUEDO SENTIR TU CORAZÓN Y PUEDO SIMPATIZAR
And I'll never criticize
Y NUNCA CRITICARE
All you've ever meant to my life
TODO LO QUE HAS SIGNIFICADO EN MI VIDA

I don't want to let you down
NO TE QUIERO DECEPCIONAR
I don't want to lead you on
NO TE QUIERO HACER CREER COSAS QUE NO SON
I don't want to hold you back
NO TE QUIERO RETENER
From where you might belong
Y ALEJAR DE DONDE PUEDE QUE PERTENEZCAS

You would never ask me why
TU NUNCA ME PREGUNTARIAS PORQUE
My heart is so disguised
MI CORAZÓN ESTA TAN DISFRAZADO
I just can't live a lie anymore
NO PUEDO VIVIR ESTA MENTIRA UN DÍA MÁS
I would rather hurt myself
PREFERIRÍA HERIRME A MI MISMO
Than to ever make you cry
QUE ALGUNA VEZ HACERTE LLORAR
There's nothing left to say but goodbye
NO HAY NADA MÁS POR DECIR QUE ADIÓS

You deserve the chance at the kind of love
TU TE MERECES UNA OPORTUNIDAD CON UNA CLASE DE AMOR
I'm not sure I'm worthy of
NO ESTOY SEGURO DE MERECER YO MISMO
Losing you is painful to me
PERDERTE ES DOLOROSO PARA MÍ

I don't want to let you down
NO TE QUIERO DECEPCIONAR
I don't want to lead you on
NO TE QUIERO HACER CREER COSAS QUE NO SON
I don't want to hold you back
NO TE QUIERO RETENER
From where you might belong
Y ALEJAR DE DONDE PUEDE QUE PERTENEZCAS

You would never ask me why
TU NUNCA ME PREGUNTARIAS PORQUE
My heart is so disguised
MI CORAZÓN ESTA TAN DISFRAZADO
I just can't live a lie anymore
NO PUEDO VIVIR ESTA MENTIRA UN DÍA MÁS
I would rather hurt myself
PREFERIRÍA HERIRME A MI MISMO
Than to ever make you cry
QUE ALGUNA VEZ HACERTE LLORAR
There's nothing left to say but goodbye
NO HAY NADA MÁS POR DECIR QUE ADIÓS

You would never ask me why
TU NUNCA ME PREGUNTARIAS PORQUE
My heart is so disguised
MI CORAZÓN ESTA TAN DISFRAZADO
I just can't live a lie anymore
NO PUEDO VIVIR ESTA MENTIRA UN DÍA MÁS
I would rather hurt myself
PREFERIRÍA HERIRME A MI MISMO
Than to ever make you cry
QUE ALGUNA VEZ HACERTE LLORAR
There's nothing left to try
NO HAY NADA MÁS QUE PODAMOS INTENTAR
Though it's gonna hurt us both
Y A PESAR DE QUE NOS VA A DOLER A AMBOS
There's no other way than to say goodbye
NO HAY OTRA MANERA, MÁS QUE DECIR ADIÓS

oK YA ME DESCARGUE Y SOY FELIZ, O ALGO ASÍ...

Mi video frustado de Twilight/My Twilight rejected videos :(

2009-03-18T20:09:00.010-04:00

TWILIGHT
I made this vid more thinking on Edward's point of view than Bella's, as all Twilighters know, Edward always believed that Bella was too good for him, that she was this nice human girl with a beautiful soul and that he didn't deserved her at all, little did he know that Bella felt more or less the same way about him. Bella thought that Edward was this almost Godlike creature who for some misterious reason found her interesting, she was always in constant fear that Edward might leave in any minute, which he did but not for the reason he gave or she believed...so I decided that this Vid worked either way, from both Edward and Bella's respective perspectives, how each of them believes they don't deserve the other, how they feel they need one another to be better, especially Edward, and how they feel tore down when they are apart...
The songs Name is actually All I need and is by Within Temptation, but I named it differently due to Youtube's politic of Audio Swap, I don't know if they still make me take the sound off, but I'm hoping no
No copyright infrigement intended, this Vid was made solelly for Entertainment reasons, all rights go the the appropriate owners...

This one is Muse 'Time is Running out'

Minutos Perdidos

2009-02-28T04:25:00.002-03:00

Como estoy odiando a Televisa por lo que hizo el viernes 26 de Febrero al adelantar unos minutos la novela causando que los canales que la publican en Youtube no la pudiesen grabar completa, hice lo que pude para llevarles la contra y eso es grabar con mi Cell los 1ros minutos del capi para que personas que viven en países en donde no se puede ver TVolucion de esmas los vean...la calidad es pésima como todo celular, pero al menos no se perderán de lo que Liliana le dijo a Zorrina que la verdad a mi me encanto...espero que el otro canal que los graba si los haya grabado desde un principio, pero por si acaso aquí les va mi contribución, aunque modesta, contra Televisa
Para los que si pueden acceder a Tvolucion aquí les va el link:

http://www.tvolucion.com/telenovelas/romantica/en-nombre-del-amor/023127/en-nombre-del-amor-capitulo-96

Emiliano-Aquellos ojos verdes

2009-02-11T19:48:00.000-03:00

Este vídeo esta dedicado a todas las fanáticas de Emiliano Saenz y de Sebastian Zurita, porque es un bello, Divino que poquito a poquito se fue ganando el corazón de todas....Espero les guste, me inspire en los vídeos de Emi que LocaLuna hizo,y en el pedido de MercadodLagrimas en su blog http://sebastianzurita.blogspot.com/ de hacer mas vídeos sobre élcrei que aunque esta canción es bien requetebien vieja, la letra le va perfecto a Sebastian

Aqui les pongo la letra y diganme si no le va perfecto:

Aquellos ojos verdes

Fueron tus ojos los que me dieron

el tema dulce de mi canción

Tus ojos verdes claros serenos

Ojos que han sido mi inspiración

Aquellos ojos verdes

de mirada serena,

dejaron en mi alma eterna sed de amar.

Anhelos de caricias, de besos y ternuras

de todas la dulzuras que sabían brindar.

Aquellos ojos verdes,

serenos como un lago,

en cuyas quietas aguas

un día me miré...

No saben la tristeza

que a mi alma le ha dejado.

Aquellos ojos verdes

que yo nunca olvidaré

Aquellos ojos verdes,
serenos como un lago,
en cuyas quietas aguas
un día me miré...
No saben la tristeza
que a mi alma le ha dejado.
Aquellos ojos verdes
que yo nunca olvidaré

Versos Mudos

2009-01-16T00:02:00.000-03:00

Esas mujeres

2009-01-15T23:26:00.001-03:00

A story I wrote for my Composition class!!

2008-11-22T21:04:00.000-03:00

Savannah’s true past

The wind was blowing hard; the tree leaves made a circular dance that made the scene looked ever more enchanting. The daylight was abandoning the sky, leaving room for the dimness of the moonlight. It all seemed quiet, it all seemed calm. Some mice were running around, trying to escape their inexorable fate, while an owl chased them, flying in low circles, leaving them no way out of the deadly trap. Birds were flying here and there, returning to their nest, returning to the safety of their leaves and branches cushion, to their eggs, to their families. Bats, on the other hand, were leaving the gloomy caves were they had rested all day long, in search of their daily victuals. The ceremony of night had begun. All the animals of day time that we, humans, find so lovely were going into hiding. All the animals of night time that we, humans, find so repulsive were going out to play, to be themselves, to relinquish to their inner dark nature. It looked like raining. The sky was saturated with the luminous choreography of lightning, and the orchestra of thunder had packed the night air. Meanwhile, a young woman, no older than eighteen, was walking alone in the moonlit forest. Even that faint light was starting to disappear behind the stormy clouds, making her walk even more difficult. Also, the thickness of the forest was not helping her find her trail out of it. She was running desperate now, fleeing some invisible force that was chasing her. Suddenly she tripped. She started to get frantic while she tried to rise from the cushion of leaves she had landed on. However, it was too late, the dark force from which she was escaping from, caught up with her, she had no way out, she was trapped…then, she woke up. It was not the first time Savannah had had a dream like this. She had had them ever since she could remember: the same dream over and over again.
She was barely coping with the move and now the dreams were growing in intensity. She attributed this new feel of realness, the dreams were acquiring, to the stress proper of a change like the one she was going through. She had changed of High School, of country, and even had to get used to being without her favourite partner in crime, her older brother Ryan. He had stayed over in the US. He was a fresh man at Harvard University, whose dream was to become a corporate lawyer like their mom. Savannah had less ambitious dreams; all she wanted was to play her music. Although she was very young, barely sixteen, she had already won a lot of prices for her skills at the piano. Whenever Savannah was in front of a piano she felt a sensation of wholeness that nothing else provoked in her. Like if she was in front of an old friend to whom she was being reacquainted with. She always found peace in the feel of the keys under her fingers. Moreover, nowadays playing the piano was the only thing that soothed her. The nightmares were getting to be a problem. She needed her rest so that she could be just fine the next day at School. This new British High School was a lot harder and a lot more demanding than the one she attended to in the US. After reflecting for a while on all the challenges that she was now being forced to face, she went back to sleep.
The next day Savannah woke up a bit more relax. She had slept all through the night without having the dream about the dark forest again. What is more, that day she had her first practice with her new piano instructor. She was a Julliard graduate, so Savannah was really excited about meeting a graduate of the very institute she wanted to enter. Her mom had prepared a delicious breakfast and her father was seating sipping coffee from a mug, while he read the local newspaper. Savannah had always found her parents’ relationship fascinating. Her father a world renowned surgeon, and her mother a very famous and ruthless corporate lawyer, still managed to have a very conventional marriage. They ate together, have lunch together, and dine together whenever their jobs permitted it. Furthermore, they had a very good relationship with their kids. Ryan and Savannah could not have complained about their childhoods, which were full of family trips, and great birthday parties. Nonetheless, Savannah had experienced tragedy very early in life, although she did not even remember that event, she had only been told about it. Savannah was not the biological daughter of the woman she now called mom. Her biological mother had been dead ever since the day she was born. Her father’s first wife, Constance, was Savannah’s birth mother. She had only seen her in pictures, so for her she was not real somehow. Her father did not liked to talk about her, so Savannah did not ask too many questions. The only things she knew for sure, were that her mother was British, as well as the woman she called Mom, and that her father and her had met in Savannah Georgia, hence, her name. Two years after Savannah’s mother’s death, her father remarried with his current wife: Christine. So, for all means and purposes, Christine was Savannah’s mom. Her older brother Ryan was Christine’s son from a previous marriage that ended up in a very messy divorce. When Christine and Savannah’s dad, Nicholas, got married he adopted Ryan. Thus, from a tragedy and a messy divorce this patch up family emerged.
Savannah left after breakfast and had a regular day at her new High school. Victoria Academy for girls was not her idea of fun, but reportedly it was a great institution, a straight way to places like Oxford, Cambridge or Harvard. The only problem was that Savannah was not interested in any of these places. The only place that Savannah was interested in was Julliard. Her parents had hoped she would outgrow this obsession with playing the piano, but with time it had only grown more intense. In fact, that day, the only two things Savannah could think of were: her piano practice that afternoon, and in meeting the boy she had met the day before. The day before that, at the exit of Victoria Academy she had stumbled into a boy, a very cute boy under Savannah’s standards. She had found out his name through a classmate and was anxious to see him again. Although, he hardly seemed to have noticed her, she had noticed him the day they stumbled into each other. Sadly, that day he was not outside. She searched with her eyes the multitude of students, cars, and parents standing outside but she did not find him. Her classmate had warned her about him. Richard Lancaster was one of the richest boys in the country. His grandfather was a count or duke or something like that, and Richard was his only male heir. So, Richard had become a very attractive, but spoiled boy. He always had his way, and he loved to play around with the ladies. He had a whole fan club that was always at his disposal. However, Savannah was not discouraged by this. She was a very attractive girl herself, besides it did not hurt to look.
Since she did not have any more time to loose she entered quickly the car her mother had sent for her, and told the driver to take her to her piano practice. When they got there she felt a sudden rush of happiness, all through her body. It was the first time that she was going to practice ever since they had moved. She had left her beautiful white piano forte back home in California, and since they were just settling they had not had the time to have it mailed to England just yet. So, for Savannah it was almost a yearning that she had to feel the key strokes under her fingers, and the melody coming out of the strings. The building where she was going to have her practices was an old Music school, it looked kind of medieval, but it was quite beautiful. She entered through the huge wooden doors to find a vast living room, with white marble floors, and a set of musical instruments scattered all around it. In the centre there was an amazing black Piano forte. She felt drawn to it, almost pulled by an invisible force to reach out and play it. Before she even knew it, she was playing Mozart’s “Green Sleeves”. It felt so natural for her to be doing that. As it all that she had been doing before that moment was wrong, and only now was she doing was she was supposed to. Suddenly, a male voice said: “Wow…you are good!”
It was the boy Savannah had waited for outside school, Richard Lancaster. He was still in his all boy’s school uniform, although, he had taken off his tie and jacket. He looked very handsome, and Savannah was startled by the sudden comment he had made. But she soon regained her composure and answered: “Thanks…It took a lot of practice to get to be good…what are you doing here?”
“I’m taking violin lessons, actually I have taken them ever since I was five but I’m not nearly as good as you are with that piano”-he answered back. Savannah smiled at the remark. She had never been as pleased at her piano-playing skills as she was at that moment. “Do we have the same instructor? Or there are several in this place?”-she said trying to divert her eyes away from him. “I believe they are two different persons, but we might have to wait for a while…there was some sort of a problem in my school and since most of the instructors here work there too, the principal called on them for a last hour meeting”-he replied. And they sat there for a while, Savannah practicing in front of the piano, him making funny noises that sounded like an attempt of tuning his violin. After a while Savannah’s instructor finally appeared and she guided her to another room where they while practice. Richard stayed in the living Room still waiting for his instructor. After Savannah’s practice was done, she left and saw that Richard had left already. “Oh…how unfortunate!”-she thought, so she grabbed her cell and started dialling her driver, when suddenly Richard’s voice said: “Can we go out for a coffee or do you have to get home right away?” Once more Savannah was startled by Richard’s sudden appearance. She looked at him, who was seating in a dark corner. “I expected you to be gone already!”-she said. “Well, if you want me I can go…”-he replied. “No! I wasn’t saying anything like that!”- Savannah hurried to say. “So…Are you or aren’t you going to go out with me for a coffee?”-he said before Savannah could have any time to react. “But you don’t even know my name or who I’m!”-Savannah answered. “Why do you think I want to have a coffee with you?”-Richard responded. Savannah smiled feeling a little bit embarrassed. “Ok…just let me called my driver to tell him he has to pick me up later…, to what coffee shop are we going? To tell him to pick me there”-Savannah said. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll take you home”-Richard replied. “Ok…but I still have to tell my driver, otherwise my Mom will worry”-Savannah said.
After Savannah let her driver know where she was going, they went outside and started walking towards a Coffee shop just a block away. They had a pretty good time. They talk just about anything and everything: about their interests, their families, their hobbies, and their respective expectations about the future. She was surprised to find out that he too was an orphan; although Savannah had been lucky enough not to feel this, he had not been so lucky. He had lost his father when he was 12, and missed him deeply. He lived with his mother and adoptive grandfather. The deal was that his mother was an orphan too; she lost both her parents when she was a child so she was raised and adopted by The Duke of Lancaster. She grew up with the Duke’s biological daughter, and when she died she, her husband, and son were the only family the Duke had. So, he recognized he had been a bit spoiled given the fact that he was the only heir the Duke had. Savannah listened to all of this with great interest. She had created a whole different image of Richard in her mind. She supposed that since he was so handsome, and spoiled he was probably dumb and shallow. However, through the course of that conversation he had proven to be smart, sensible, and even lovable. “Ok…it’s getting to be kind of late; I think we should get going.”- Savannah said out of the blue. “Yes, you are quite right…we must get going” –Richard answered-“Just let me pay the bill”.
As they walk towards Richard’s car, in which the driver was already waiting, Savannah smiled, she was very happy to have had such a nice day, first her piano practice, and then this time she got to spend with Richard. Things were starting to look up. That night Savannah went to sleep thinking about all the beautiful things she was going to dream about. She did not suspected how far away she was from the truth.
The night was dark, storm was howling outside the bedroom where a guy was standing near a window, crying his heart out. He was saying something that Savannah could not quite make out. She felt her heart shrunk as she drew near him. She wanted to hug him, to consol him, to kiss him. She looked straight at him, and she noticed he looked remarkably similar to Richard, although he appeared to be around 33 or 34. “Why?...Why didn’t I see this before? How could you deceive me so?...”-The man said to someone behind Savannah. She looked behind her trying to see to whom he was talking. “I love you…I always have…but you never understood, you were in loved with that insipid little toad”-a red haired woman said. She looked around the same age than the man. “You were never going to forget her; I had to do something to save our family”-She finished. “What you did…it’s just…it has no name…killing your own sister, you knew she was sick!!! You knew she was weaker than you!!! How could you??!!!-shouted the man, now filled with anger. “How could I? How could I? How could you even think of leaving me, of leaving your son?”-the red haired woman cried. “I was not going to leave my son! I was going to leave you because I didn’t love you, and I still don’t after all these years!”-The man replied starting to shed tears again-“I still love her…I still love Catheri….”-but before he could finish his sentence, he was being pushed out of the window by the red haired woman. Savannah wanted to scream, wanted to stop her, but before she could do anything she was awake, resting her body, and sweating in her bed. Savannah started to cry without knowing why. She was feeling as if the love of her life had just died. Who was that man? It was the first time her nightmares had been anything but the ones she was already used to. She was used to the one of the girl being chased, but this one was entirely new. She had never been an observer; she had always been the one being chased. The one in death’s grasp. She was accustomed to that feeling, but this was new, worst. The next day, Savannah got up, and went to eat breakfast with her parents. Nonetheless, she was not herself. Luckily, it was Saturday, so she did not have to go anywhere if she did not want to. Suddenly, her cell phone started to ring, it was Richard, he wanted to show her around his house’s stables since she have commented the other day that she was an award-winning amazon. She wanted to see Richard, but she was not feeling that good. Still, she accepted. Thus, she got ready as fast as she could and went outside to wait for Richard’s car. This time he was driving. “Hi” –he said with a beautiful smiled that seemed to erase all of Savannah’s worries. “Hi…how are you?”-Savannah replied. “Just by seeing you first thing in the morning I’m great”-he answered. The ride to Richard’s house was really gorgeous. He lived near the cost and you could see the ocean on your way there. Finally, they got to a set of huge iron gates. They were black and seemed really old. It reminded Savannah of the gates that she had always seen in her dreams, the gates to the dark forest where she was being chased. Once they crossed that threshold, that gave Savannah the chills, they entered a huge forest. It was the dark forest Savannah had dreamt of. She was sure now. But how could she dream of a place she had never been before? “This is starting to get weird”-she thought. Then, between the trees she saw a castle in the distance, a castle that gave the impression of being abandoned, and that looked really familiar to Savannah. She could almost swear that one of its windows was the window from which the man was plunged to his death by the red-haired woman.
At last, they got to the entrance of an old looking stable. When Savannah looked at that door she saw an image that gave her goose bumps. She saw herself with the man of the window. They were kissing, and he was saying something to her:”I have no problem with fighting for you with anyone, even your father or your sister; I believe that there are no shortcuts to any place worth going, and you are the worthiest thing in the world for me” Savannah was only taken out of her trance by Richard who said:” here we are”. In that moment Savannah realized that she and the man of the window were gone, like a mirage. “Come with me I’m going to show you around”-Richard said before she could even react. Savannah was so bewitched by her vision, that she did not have any strength left to do anything else but to follow Richard. While she was walking with Richard through the stables, it felt as if she was returning home, to a place she had left a long time ago, and looked exactly the same. Richard started babbling about the story of the Castle and of the property, and it was not until he mentioned a Lady Catherine that he was able to caught Savannah’s attention. “Who was Lady Catherine?”-Savannah asked. “Lady Catherine was my grandfather’s biological daughter, my mother’s adoptive sister, she died of a heart attack one stormy night when she was alone at the old castle. They used to live on that castle you know, but after Lady Catherine’s death my grandpa had the new house built. He did not want to have anything more to do with that Castle and to tell you the truth I don’t either”-Richard answered. “Why?”-Savannah asked again. “Well, I don’t like talking about this too much, but since I don’t know why I trust in you already, I’ll tell you with the promise that you won’t talk with anyone about this. Would you promise me that?”-Richard replied. “Of course”-Savannah responded. “When I was 12 my father jumped to his death from one of the windows of the old Lancaster Castle”-Richard said. Savannah was left astonished by this confession. It was almost as if she would have had dreams about Richard’s family all of her life. And to make matters worst just minutes after Richard had uttered this shocking confession, a red-haired woman, THE RED-HAIRED WOMAN, appeared behind him. “Hello mom! Let me introduce you to Savannah”-Richard said. They both looked at each other as if they were looking at ghosts. Savannah then said:” I must get home!!!” But before Richard could say anything his mother said: “Why don’t you stay for dinner, it looks like raining”. Savannah’s whole body felt a cold chill when she heard Richard’s mom’s voice. “No, thanks a lot, I don’t want to be a bother” –Savannah quickly replied. “Of course you are not!”-Richard’s mom answered. It felt as if she was being forced into staying that night. She felt like if she had no way out. However, Richard was there. He was going to protect her of the red-haired woman. Feeling really worried, she entered the main house. She saw then, something that spoke her even more: an enormous portrait of herself with out of fashion clothes, and curly hair. “That’s Lady Catherine”-Richard’s mom said-“don’t you think she looks remarkably like your friend son?" “Yes I do, I just did not wanted to tell Savannah that she looked like my death-sickly aunt, it does not give a very good first impression mom”-Richard answered looking a little bit embarrassed. Richard talked all through dinner about how wonderful Savannah was, without even noticing the growing tension between Savannah and his mother. Then, suddenly Richard fainted. Savannah got really scared.
”You thought that my son will keep you save; don’t worry about him, I just gave him something to sleep”-Richard’s mom said with a cold voice. Savannah was out of her wits scared now. “You did this, to your own son?”-Savannah answered looking for the exit. “Of course I did, and don’t pretend that you don’t know who I’m. I realized who you were the moment I saw you. You are your sister’s image. You are the maid’s bastard.” –the red-haired woman answered. “What are you talking about?”-was all that Savannah could answer to such nonsense. “I manage to scare your mother of, while what I should have done is killing you both” –Richard’s mom said looking even more scary. “I have no idea of what you are talking about”-Savannah said growing in fear. “Your mother was your sister’s stupid maid, Constance, isn’t?”-said the red-haired woman with eyes full of fire. Savannah felt a chilly cold going up her neck. How did this woman know her real mother’s name? “You look surprised!”-Richard’s mom said. “It’s just that I don’t know what you are talking about, I really don’t know!”-Savannah replied more and more desperate. “Wow…so you are saying to me, that the sister of my greatest enemy, the only remaining blood descendant of the Lancasters, the only living daughter of the Duke with his late daughter’s maid, came all the way here and does not know anything…wow…Am I lucky or what?”-the red-haired woman said with a threatening voice. At this moment Savannah seemed to see some light in this dark tunnel; she had seen the exit. She started running with the red-haired woman following close.
“Oh..no..you won’t!!!”-the red-haired woman screamed. “Let me go, Eliza!!!”-Savannah suddenly cried. Savannah felt as if all the memories of Lady Catherine were being poured into her. She now remembered the dark force that chased her around the forest, it was Richard’s mom, Eliza, who was following her with a gun, but she did not kill her with a gun. No, she just wanted to scare Catherine, so that she would just die because of her weak heart condition. And Eliza succeeded. Moreover, she took Catherine’s body into the old Lancaster Castle so that it looked like if she had died quietly while she slept. What is more, she now realized what the dream with the man in the window meant. She was being told how Richard’s father died. Her vision at the stable was another clue. Obviously, Catherine and Richard’s father loved each other. Since, Eliza seemed to want everything Catherine had, she separated the couple somehow. Eliza and Richard’s father got married, and she soon got pregnant trying to secure him. However, Richard’s father decided to leave her so that he could be with Catherine. Thus, she killed Catherine hoping that in that way she would save her marriage, and at the same time got rid of the only true heir of the Lancasters, leaving room for her son. Nonetheless, Richard’s father found out someway the truth behind Catherine’s death (probably through dreams like Savannah), and wanted to denounce Eliza. So, that was the end of Richard’s father. He felt to his death from Catherine’s bedroom window, which might have seemed like a suicide to everyone. While, Savannah was in this memory trance she did not notice she was being dragged by Eliza to the old Castle. When Savannah came to herself she started fighting Eliza, but she soon stopped when she realized Eliza had a gun. Then, they got to Catherine’s room. Eliza aimed the gun at Savannah and said: “jump! Jump! like Robert did!”. “Robert did not jumped and you know that”-said a sweet voice next to the door. At that moment a grey transparent figure of Catherine came through the door, followed by a grey figure of Richard’s father, Robert. “We have been waiting for this Eliza for a long time, it is time to put an end to all of your schemes, first you killed me, then you killed Robert, and you even tried to kill my un-born sister, but her mother runaway from you. Constance was never fooled by you; she always warned me against you but I never listened. But today it all comes to an end”-Catherine said. Abruptly, the door burst open. Richard came in looking really scared, and saw his mother. Eliza looked at him, at Savannah, and at the ghosts of her past, and realizing she was unmasked; she ran and jumped through the window.
After all these years, Savannah still remembers that night. The night when she found out the source of her nightmares, the night when she found out her mother had been a maid and that she ran away from England while she was already pregnant with her. The night when she found out her real father was a duke, and her mother’s husband had only adopted her, after her mother’s death. Luckily, it was all behind her now. She had finished Julliard, and had become a renowned pianist. Also, she had reconciled with her biological father, who was unaware of all of Eliza’s plots. And more importantly, she had help in Richard’s recovery from all his traumas. They got married when Richard finished College, and were happily living at the Lancaster state. After all, Richard was just another of Eliza’s victims. Savannah never had another nightmare, but she always remembered Catherine and Robert with great affection. After all, if it were not for them she had never uncovered the truth about her past.