Do Not Fall in Love with a General

By Angerona

The decision to publish this book was dictated the authors heavy experience with Internet fraudsters. When she finally realized that she was deceived, she found over the Internet a lot of similar victims. She familiarized herself with their different distress so she could attempt to combat against Internet impostors and raise awareness in others so they wouldnt fall for scams. Also, she wishes to offer some entertainment for readers.

The book contains the online diary that reveals a great love between the author and a general in the US Army in Iraq and her selfless assistance in resolving different complications of his shipment. The diary also reveals conditions of her life in the former communist country where as a widow she struggled for survival and in raising two children. She unveils her experience of severe loss at the death of her son, and when she was still struggling with the loss, she encountered with general who helped her to overcome mental crisis and restore her Christian faith, which was cultivated in her by her grandparents but abandoned by parents because of the situation in the communist regime. She lost all property and much more to rescue a consignment accompanied by a diplomatic courier of the United Nations.

Time events: the year of 2011.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trafford Publishing
• Release date: Jan 10, 2013
• ISBN: 9781466971783

Angerona

Widow, housewife, mother, employee-it's not easy to be all in one person. No matter whether you're in wealthy and stirred-up Western world or under an indiscriminate communist regime. The author in her life felt all ailments of communist world, even more because she was written in the Black Book because when she was sixteen years old, she refused the invitation in the Union of Communist Youth. After that, all the doors to any conveniences such as higher education, advancement in employment, or social activities were closed to her. Hard struggle in life made her hard on the surface, but inside she developed a soft heart, compassion, and the willingness to help others at every step. When Slovenia seceded from Yugoslavia and started with small steps to the Western democracy, her life improved. But soon the new country began to show traps that it had not been able to simultaneously solve. The state began to sink in debts, and in recent years of recession, the situation deteriorated. Tycoon takeovers and thefts of state property and by companies were rampant. Courts were powerless; each trial ended with the fraudsters winning due to poor legislation. Unemployment and poverty were increasing. The author is in superannuation, but she is still active, painting with oil on canvas, writing, and volunteering with physically and mentally affected youth. She is active against Internet impostures.

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© Copyright 2013 Angerona.

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Contents

PREFACE

Chapter 1 MEETING WITH A STRANGER

Chapter 2 WILL HE RETURN?

Chapter 3 ANOTHER DAY

Chapter 4 LET ME BE YOUR HERO

Chapter 5 HE IS MY GREAT HERO

Chapter 6 HAPPY VALENTINE

Chapter 7 GOOD DREAMS

Chapter 8 NEED MORE MONEY

Chapter 9 SALVATION

Chapter 10 WORRIES AND NOTHING ELSE THAN WORRIES

Chapter 11 HE HAS A LOT OF WORK AND . . .

Chapter 12 HAS HE A REASON FOR FETE?

Chapter 13 LEARN A LOT ABOUT OF A CHRISTIAN FAITH

Chapter 14 TO PAWN AN APARTMENT

Chapter 15 FINALLY THE DELIVERY

Chapter 16 HE IS SO ATTENTIVE MAN

Chapter 17 YES—HE REALLY LOVES ME

Chapter 18 GREAT RECOGNITION?

Dedicated to all victims of Internet fraud.

The informations contained in this E-Book are intended to be educational to avoidance and to recognize any false statement.

In any case, the book is intended for your entertainment, your joy and smile as much as possible.

I would like to give thanks all the friends who have stood by me and who gave me back some of the donated items so important to me.

Especially I would like to thanks a friends, who gave me an apartement in their house.

For obvious reasons I took the fictitious name:

Angerona: Godness of the New Year (because she is returning Sun once again)

PREFACE

Dear Reader

In front of you is somewhat different book as you used to. It is not written as a classic novel or a book of advices. In fact, it is my internet diary in a comparative way with the Anne Frank diary.

This is only true story, word-for-word transcript of conversations via Skype and e-mail. Without embellishment, without ability of writer to do the work more absorbing. It is more than enough interesting without embellish.

Is pure literal conversational diary between me and fraudster. It was designed for all compassionate people and those who love to read something new, written differently as we were accustomed to before.

I would like to share my story with you, who loves the truth, who want the world will be honest and fair without intrigues and deceptions. But anyway, was not life without intrigue a little bit boring?

With the publication of my genuine story I want that to be fair and to avoid from such intrigues and impostures all similar naive people as I was.

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Is it too much as I wish?

- To be the World fair and orderly.

- To be the World without hunger and fear.

- To be the World without warfare and unreasonable slaughtering.

God has given us a wonderful world, all we need is to respect and love it.

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I would like to apologize to you, dear Reader because sometimes you will seemd to be a bit omissions. There was a lot of says hello, how are you and the similar things, there was a lot of symbols too. Simbols and not so important conversation for understanding of the story I delited. I do not want to bore the Reader with redundancy. And there was also a lot of e-mails that I have saved, but was removed by hecker in a period when was someone hacked into my Gmail account. From Google was informed me that was happened three times in June all from Ghana. Of chouse Ghana, where else . . .

I did not want to spoil the reality with the newly invented chatings because it seems to me it is better to keep all the same as it was happening.

Here I would like to apologize to you Dear Reader for the grammatical errors, because my knowledge of English is very young and poor and if it was be just a little better before one year I woud recognize imposture earlier and today would not be this story in front of you.

Detriment?

I ask you Dear Reader to consider yourself.

And I would like to let you know that I’ll donated part of the income of this book for mentally and physically disabled youth, where I’m also a volunteer and to whom we so likely to forget but they need us a lot.

I hope you will enjoy reading.

I love you all.

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Chapter 1

MEETING WITH A STRANGER

I sat in a chair of my son in front of his computer and read some e-mails that I got through the day. On some of them must be to replay. Last two years I was spent a lot of my time there in my favorite old leathery chair, behind that bright maple desk which remaining and tie me with my dear son, who died two years ago so quickly about a lung cancer. That chair, desk and computer always gives me a sense of connection with my favorite person in my life.

Yeah, who can understand a mother, who must to live ahead although unmerciful death took her son away. It is hard to imagine, how to live with that. But you must. Of course, my world will never be the same, I am not the same person anymore and never will be, but life must go on.

Throughout heavy apathy, which I experienced for months, day after day, hour after hour, I accidentally got into my hands a book of Lorna Byrne The Secret. I was reading it slowly, absorb the words and sentences that are instilled hope and sence in my soul and broken heart.

My heart wasn’t broke just about the death of my son. There was my daughter too, married had two wonderful children boy and girl, my two little hopes. But life can’t be complete enough if there no arrive additional trial for me. After the death of my son, my daughter completely turned her back to me. Every day I was thinking about why she do that, I tried to resume our connection, asking and begging via e-mail, because on phone-calls she did never reply. I was hope that my e-mails was reach her but she never answered on them. I missed her and my grandchildren so much.

By reading The Secret I realize that if my daughter do not want to have any contact with me I do not have any right to border her neither her family. I must to left them to live their life how they wish, only good what I can do is that I wish all the best for them and live my own life on best way what I can. That I own my dead son, my daughter and grandchildren too. I started to live like The Secret teach, with a lot of love to the whole world, nature, animals, people and in the course of time it didn’t hurt so much anymore when I remember my son, his disease and passing away. All painful memories was change, all that remembrances are interwoven with love, regardless of whether they are heavy or beautiful.

I feel sometimes a great connect with my son especially when was sitting in his chair, so just right now, when I reading all those e-mails and when I went astray with my minded.

O yeah, it seems that somebody of my friends give me a Skype-call. But this isn’t from anybody known. It someone sent me a request to add him on Skype to talk with him. How this tehnology progresses, who would have thought a few years ago that we will can make a contact by someone from another part of the world? It is amazing.

But what that pearson wish from me?

LTG Robert W. Cone from US Army.

Wow, he is stay in Baghdad as it looks in his description.

Well it will be nice to see what he want and chat with somebody from foreign country. But I do not speak English, just a few words I know. Anyway, he can’t hurt me via Skype and somebody who is that LTG (LTG, what means that?) from US Army certainly has not have bad intentions. Maybe he need some help or information.

Okay, I’ll add him, anyway I can canceled this whenever I want.

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Skype [2011 February 5th, 10:50pm]

Robert: Hello dear, nice to meet you. Maybe you can add me for a chat.

Am LTG. Robert W. Cone from the United States Army here in Iraq.

How is your day?

Irena: Hallo Robert. I am from Slovenia in Europe. It is far away from Iraq, I guess. It is nice to meet you too and I believe that you are doing a good job in Iraq.

Robert: I hope you are enjoying the best of the day in your county?

Irena: Well in my heart and mind every day is good. I wish it is same with you. Everything is in our mind, isn’t it?

Robert: Of course yes. Are you busy at the moment?

Irena: Jap, I am working some things, what I can’t do at the week.

Robert: You do not have pictures?

Irena: Well, in my years old (58) pictures are not so wish any more.

Robert: Are you 58 years old?

Irena: Yes, so you can take me for a sekond mother. OK?

Robert: hahaha, I am just 57 too.

Irena: O sorry, on a picture you look like a very handsome young men.

Robert: Thanks for your compliment, dear. Maybe you can also send me yours too.

Are you busy at the moment?

Irena: In some way yes, but not too much.

Robert: OK I thought you want to send me a picture?

Irena: I hope, I am not sure do I know how to send it via Skype, I never do this before.

Robert: Send it to my email address then [e-mail]

Irena: Why, you do not need it, it seems to me.

Robert: I need it to know whom I am chatting with. Do you want to see mine?

Irena: But what about my e-mail??? May be you want to crash it or something. I do not know who are you and what you want from me.

Robert: I do not have bad intention here I just want to be your friend and get more acquainted with you, okay? Seeing a flower in your profile tells me that you are a good and beaituful person.

Irena: Yeah O.K. But you need to know that I don’t speak English well, my writing is a little better but still poor. Sorry about that. I will send a picture to you.

Robert: Thanks dear. Can you tell me little bit about yourself? Are you married?

Irena: I am a widow many, many years. When my husband died was my two children actualy small, a specialy daughter, son was teeneiger than and now he is dead two years. I am retired, and I am still working a while. That is all what I can tell about my self. Very ordinary life of a very ordinary woman.

Robert: You have a very sad story, my dear. Though every widow deserve the care of good man to be able to carry on in life. How are you coping with stress of widowhood?

Irena: I live in a beautiful village, where is very old arhitecture, beutiful old houses, gardens, wonderful green meadows and hills with forests and a lot of river-beds, water-channels, some people in here named: Slovenske Benetke—Slovenian Venice. I was going forvard and forward and forward and I am trying to live like teach us Rhonda Byrne in her book Secret.

Robert: I like your courage because is not easy to live and cope with dead of love ones like that without getting hurt.

Irena: But you know, if you have some work to do, you do not have a time for to much of pity. That’s why I always try to find some occupy to myself. Yes it was hard but what no put down us, it make us steel.

Robert: Am free now and will like to know about you. I separated with my wife since two years ago.

Irena: Oh, I am sorry. It must be hurt to you and to your wife. It is similar loss like if somebody died.

Robert: I do not think so . . . . because dead ones can not be seen again.

Irena: I hope you go on and old bad thinks to allow in the past. My English is so bad—I helping a little with dicionary. I hope you can understand what I write.

Robert: But I can still understand you.

Irena: It is thrue, what you say about dead, but if they are in good remember and if you know that your darling persons wish you to go on without a tears on the face and bent shoulder than it can to go ahead.

Robert: I wish I can give you the happiness you truly deserve . . . because is not easy living this heartbreaking type of life.

Irena: It is no good thinking like that. Every body must go on. Bowed head no helping.

Robert: That is true dear. But you have my shoulder to learn on now, okay?

Irena: Now my hart is no breaking any more. Not so much as ir was. My hart is full of love to peaple, animals, nature. Hard blowing helping us to appraiser everything in your life. But thank you for your sholder. You are a very fine man. I preciate this your gesture.

Robert: Moment please . . .

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Nice completion day, isn’t it? The man on the other side of Skype has given me the impetus for a new day. He gave me a certificate that they are still sentient people in the world. He has brought life energy in my sad soul. My heart was full of hope, joy of life and I was hard to waiting for a new day and evening which will brings a continuation with a nice new friend from Skype.

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Chapter 2

WILL HE RETURN?

What is going on with me? All the time, all day, every single minute I am thinking on that misterious person from the Skype. So nice chat, openly, sincerely.

I can’t recognize my self any more. I can’t do nothing without thinking on him. My mind is so puzzled. Will he contact me again? I need to take into my hands my self. I am almost 60 years old. I’ll go to the walk, a long walk and clear my head. I can not allow to myself to a stranger cause a storm in my weary soul.

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Skype [2011 February 6th, 21:25pm]

Robert: Hello dear. Are you busy?

Irena: Hello.

Robert: How are you today?

Irena: I am fine, thank you and how are you? It was a wery beautiful day, I was on the walk to some castle in pull up on the hill, 2 ours from my home.

Robert: am very fine dear. Sorry that I left unannounced yesterday

Irena: Probably you have had some urgent thing.

Robert: Yes, I had to attend to some of my officers yesterday. Dear, tell me about your daughter, please?

Irena: Oh yeah, my daughter. She have two child, a girl and a boy, they are wery beautiful and pleasing children. But I do not see them two years ago, since my son died. She live with her husband and his parrents, and they disconnectied every contact with me. It was wery stressful for me than, but now I accustom to live with that. I was try some time to come to know, why and what is wrong, but they no responsed. Now I give up, becouse it seems to me, it is why there is some credit what left from my son, and I must to pay. Probably they worries about that I would ask for help. But I am paying everything orderly, okay. There is no need for anybody to worry about that.

Robert: Why will your daughter abandon you just like that? You had quarrel with them before?

Irena: No, never I had any quarrel, indeed always I was be very carefully in any conversation with them. You stay with out of word? We can abolish our conversation, you do not need to listen about my trouble. Certainly you have a lot of more meaningful concern to do.

Robert: I feel your pain, my dear. What are you doing for living then?

Irena: What am I doing? You see, I am a pensioner with a pension just enough to exist and I am still working a little in advance. Newer boredom. It is importantto me.

I have a good life now, I have some good frends, they are wery good and kind, when I need them I known they are there and they giving me a hand, when I need it. Likewise, in the opposite direction too.

Rober: You have good friends then. That is my picture:

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Irena: Yes, my frends are wery good.

Wooow, you are realy handsome man. And you have a lot of medals, I am fascinated.

Robert: Thanks for your compliment, dear I hope you will be equally as beautiful too.

Irena: It is not just a compliment, it is throo. I will try to sent my picture from today’s walk.

Robert: Thanks, I want you to be happy because is only when we are happy that we can have our heaven on earth. Send your picture to my email please [e-mail]. What about your boyfriend?

Irena: I sent it and I hope you get it.

Robert: Yes, dear.

Irena: Please, tell me the truth: Is it wery bad, my English?

Robert: But I can still understand your English. Can you speak English too?

Irena: Badly, it is very poor.

Robert: But is okay so far we can understand each other. Tell me about your boyfriend.

Irena: What boyfriend? I am afraid I overgrow that stuff.

Robert: Just being inquisitive but you are still not too old to have one, are you?

Irena: I do not have any boyfriend. I live with a man in same apartement, who need me for cooking, washing, ironing and the other thinks. But it nothing with us some like you ask. If you see him, you understand it, but it seems complicateed although is not. It on wich other benefit. I hope I am not too old, I am feeling still young. Much more young then when I was in my young age and I am certainly content with my living as now.

Robert: That is good to see, my dear. I just need to see your picture then.

Irena: You try so much to know everithing about me. Would you tell me somethig about you? From when are you in the army? Are you like to being in army? And do you have family at home? Are you still not get that picture?

Robert: Let me check, dear? Not yet, send it to [e-mail] Are you still ready to love again?

Irena: Why are you asking me that? It is very difficult question. If you do not bee so far avay I think this conversatiom will be ending. You put me in embarrassment.

Robert: Am so sorry for asking such a sensational question, sorry dear. But you are still full of life, dear. Are you afraid or ashame to face the truth. You deserve the happiness of a man, dear.

Irena: I do not expected some questions like that, and I am a litle surprice.

Robert: What time do you resume work?

Irena: I am doing my current work about four months. Actually, I’m working about three hours at the morning and two hours at the afternoon or evening. It is network marketing and my working days are quite elastic.

Robert: Then who are you doing the cooking and ironing things for?

Irena: It is an invalid man and we are helping to each other. In Slovenia life becam very expancive and live together is cheaper and it is working nice.

Robert: What about his wife and children?

Irena: He don’t have any children, and his wife was died for a cancer too.

Robert: Oh what a pity, my regards to him.

Irena: Thank you. He is treated alkoholic and remains conditional from me.

When I was accepted him into our housekeeping, I did not know about his alcoholism.

Robert: That means you are very caring and can also make a good wife too. I liked everything about you. I like caring people, my dear, it also appear to me that caring for people gives you much pleasure and happiness.

Irena: