Helena 8/29/20

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color:#d00;margin-top:80px;padding-top:5px;"> Helena Sochi Braton WayStone
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padding:0px 40px 0px 40px;">She looks like Rost's mother SO much! She keeps her little Angel wings tucked under her shirt.</div>

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 <div style="font-size:40px;text-shadow:none;">Age 18 above, age 7 below </div>

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 <td style="Color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Name: </td><td> Helena Sochi Bratton-WayStone <p> </td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Parents: </td><td> Rost Bratton is her Father, and Kathy WayStone, Author/Typist, is proud mother. <li> Helena is the daughter of Kathy WayStone, the typist/author. One should know that in the multiverse of time frames, the universe of the typist/author is Protected. Angels, Devils, and Succubus, and all those who bear Gallan or Pure Faith, may only be visitors, and even as such, never surely witnessed! There are the exceptions as far as is known. Savior was one with Pure Faith. It is possible that Satan is another, but is never surely witnessed. Among the infinite time frames, the one where author Kathy exists and has a child from the time frame which has the combination of Dr. Father lost in the present, but a neogene Mesozoic present, Dr. Uncle knows where he is, and there is a Carina from a different time frame, and this Esther, plus a Xavier with the unique Gallan. <li> All this means is that Helena is allowed to be present in Author Kathy's time frame, and she is also allowed to be in The time frame where the family described is, where there is an almost identical, virtually identical, Kathy. This is an important key to understanding all of this. <p></td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Siblings: </td><td> <li> Primal <li> Nocturne <li> Princesse Allannah <p></td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Age </td><td> 18 as of late March 2019. This morning she is about 7 years of age. Helena Sochi is growing with traits of a pure non Gallan bearing Human, and with some traits of a strongly Gallan bearing human. At this time, only but one day after her wonderfully orgasm'd conception, she fully developed in my womb, and was easily born with the rubbery bones which then straightened perfectly within minutes of her easy birth. It was barely even a strained oooooch-ouwww, then wheeew! She was born at home with Dr. Yorokobi and Pollyanna, and of course mother present. Scheher, Vera, Chastity, and Brandon were of course in the kitchen and dining room using the view-phone with Cassidy and Suta up there with Blaze. Dr. Uncle was downstairs. My eyes visualised him passing through in time, keeping watch, bless his heart. This will be a happy surprise for Rost, who may not have believed it would happen so fast. I love him so much!!! His daughter was rapidly learning English. I can tell her language in her first life was Russian, some almost modern dialect. The way she looks at me! She told me in her way, "Mama, I am so happy to be here". Then she even asked me what year it is!!! Only bearers of good Gallan, plus good Faith ever ask that. Sonia will speak with her about her past life,but I told her, please, not until she is older. She seems to have stopped or slowed her aging at about 4 years. Mother says I aged that way too. <br> Didn't I say yet? Helena Sochi has small feathered wings connected to her Scapulae. They are pure white,and very perfect and beautiful. These easily fit under her shirt when they fold inward. </td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:green;" valign="top">Who am I? </td><td>
 <li>Daughter of Typist/Author Kathy of the Protected realm.
 <li>The Typist/Author Kathy took the liberty to have a child, and this is Helena Sochi Bratton-WayStone. I gave her the middle name. Rost will give her first name. <p> </td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Birth </td><td> Her birth was very easy. 9.0 pounds, and rubbery boned.<p> </td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Sex </td><td> Pure female, our babygirl.<p> </td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Residence </td><td> 3rd Mansion, and Sochi, Rost's house.<p> </td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Height: </td><td> 3'9" at 4 years of age. 4 foot 3 at about 7 equivalent years of age. Sonia says Sochi is an Angel of Earth.<li>At 18, she is 5 foot 7<p> </td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Build: </td><td> Thin, wiry, but very strong. Itazura says she can easily be a Ballet dancer, and is showing her some simple child poses and holds, and the right exercises. She giggles doing it. Might be a natural! <li>At 18, Helena has become a fine apprentice ballet dancer, and is now an extra on the top tour, with Itazura. She is also in the choir. Lena will be recording with Sonia, some pop songs. She really does sing like an Angel, and can ballet with the best. </td></tr><tr>
 <td style="color:darkgreen;" valign="top">Looks: </td><td> She's naturally pretty, and looks just like Rost's mother.
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 <div style="font-family:special elite, times;font-size:52px;line-height:62px;letter-spacing:2px;text-shadow:none;text-align:left;padding:55px;color:black;"><center><p>Helena's POV as she tells Sonia and I<p></center>Oh mommy, it was World War Two, and I remember it so much, right now. (she closes her eyes tight and tells the story.)<br>
I grew up a normal girl. They said I could go to tech school because I worked hard. That was when the wars first started up north. Then the war against Germany started. School stopped, and all the girls went to learn how to shoot. We got uniforms. Then I got mail from my neighbors. The Germans killed my whole family because they were hiding some Jewish people, our good friends, the Rabinovitz family. (Here she stops to have a cry, and I hold my babygirl. You don't have to tell this. But she wants to. Sonia holds her face, and gives her a mild floral infusion via aerosol spray in her mouth. After a bit, she squints her eyes closed again.) Mommy, I was a big strong girl, and so we got put into a training unit. We had General Zukov. We went to protect Moscow, and it was in a forest, and there was snow. I was assigned to protect a squad of tanks. I was one of the snipers. I would pick off two officers real fast, then silently retreat zig zag in a planned retreat. Our Generals changed a couple of times. Didn't matter. We kept them Germans from a bridge we could not get to, simply by killing tank drivers. We had to. I did not cry when I killed. They killed my family and friends. Now I cry. Then we had to move to get Stalingrad back after they gave up trying to take Moscow. The Germans killed a lot of my Comrades! The great Anna was in my unit, and sometimes we worked together. I was her most determined partner. We used helmets on sticks to find them. They had snipers after us. I think with a reward if they got us. We finally got the upper hand when we got planes. But I got wounded bad, in a lung. But I got up to snipe more of them. One time our unit captured a lot of Germans. We had them, but know what I did? I knew I was dying. They killed my whole family, my friends, and now, even me real soon. I got the automatic rifle, and I gunned down over 100, maybe even 200 Germans. The recoils made me bleed more. I laid down face up, eyes wet, red blood at the edges, and I watched the cloudy sky turn a shade of deep scarlet, and then from the edges came blackness. My breaths shallow you don't know how shallow. I was trying to think of mother, when I fell asleep suddenly. I died. I woke up all squished rudely dropped in hell. I was a nothing, alone. I saw angels flying overhead saying to feel very bad. I did very bad things. For a long time I didn't feel bad, but then I did, and you don't know how sad it is. The sadness at first was for myself, then it changed into for those I killed. They weren't the ones who did it. I killed many because of my anger. I felt sad because I had so much anger, and I cried constantly about that. One time while I was crying I saw a great Angel, then I heard a voice telling me I'd get another chance, and suddenly I slept. Then I was breathing liquid. I heard muffled voices. Soothing voices. I remember coming out of you mommy. I have to learn more English. I'm so happy to be here! Thank you Mommy. I'm wanting to meet my father soon! <li>Now I'm 18 and reading this, I wish to make no changes. The sorrow I feel for those men, for the lives they lost, for the family and friends I lost will never leave me. Life, this reprieve I have been given, by no goodness of my own, but by the extensive forgiveness: This life goes on. I wish to be with my father Rost Braton, for some time.
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<li> 2019 - Helena was born March 24th after Kathy the author/typist fell in love with Muriel Sabbatiel's typist. At first the love was Esther and Muriel. See, Muriel has what she calls Notes. She also has a tender way of needing to disappear. Both typists gravitated toward a kind of rolesets that included smooth transitions of ooc and ic. Soon, both Esther and Muriel went to others in their worlds more like their selves. Muriel became Rost, and Esther became Kathy, regardless of which character happened to be on. Kathy and Rost made love, and soon, Kathy gave Rost a child, and Lena, Helena, was born. Kathy found a way to make this more real! Helena would be born in her realm of love succubus, in her story's time frame. But Helena would live in both realms. In the realm that is the typist's natural realm, and in the realm that Kathy's typist communicates with, her analog's realm of The Present Degeneracy.  <p>

<li> 2020 - Helena will indeed visit her father during this year! </ul>

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<center> It is probable that one of these women was Helena in her first life. </center><br>

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   <li> For the first time, the actual identification of the first life that a paroled Gallan bearer may have been, is at hand. As the above photo shows some of the young Russian woman sniper heroes of world war two, and this photo was of those who had defended Moscow successfully and were being transferred to help retake Stalingrad, it was the same group as the one Helena was in, in her first life. No other WayStone family member is so close to being identified as the true historical person they had been.
   <li>Helena, in her life, successfully has both the same inner personality as the one who she was in her first life, and also resurrects her identity as a very sweet person not unhinged by the awful cruelties of war on a young girl, a child. It is good Helena's soul was given a second chance, reprieved from both hells she endured; The hell of the last few years of her first life, and the hell she went to when she died of her wound. Helena now has an Angel's beautiful wings. They are not big wnough to fly upward with, but she may glide downward to a soft landing, or use them to be able to run very very fast.  Most of all, her wings symbolize her redemption, and not only her redemption, but of those who she could not at first forgive. In the final resolution, she forgave them, and others forgave her. The anger turned to smoke, then the smoke turned to incense.
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   <li> I study mathematics, number theory, operations theory, algorithm theory, 3 and 4 dimension linear and curved geometries and trigonometries, and the graphic arts of combined graph theory. I also study the computer science of math programming  <br></div>
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