You live on the sixth floor of an apartment building. But one day, looking out the window, you saw passers-by walking past your window.

After burying his mother, the guy returned home from the cemetery. Going into his room and sitting on the bed, he heard from the kitchen: "Son, go eat!".

Throwing a stone into an abandoned well, the girl did not expect that someone would throw a stone at her from the well back.

The pathologist quit his job. A dead man was brought to him, with a severed head. The body lay in the refrigerator for two days, and then the pathologist began to autopsy. He sewed the head back to the body, after which the deceased opened his eyes, looked at the pathologist and said with blue lips - "How do I look?"

Waking up at night to drink water, you go to the kitchen. Going back to the bed, you see yourself sleeping on it.

During the funeral, when the coffin was about to be lowered into the grave, everyone nearby heard loud knocks coming from the coffin. In a panic, the men began to unscrew the lid of the coffin, but opening it, they saw the same stiffened body without changes and, in bewilderment, twisted the lid and lowered the coffin into the ground.

One woman was told by a fortune-teller that her son would drown at the age of eight. At that time, my son was five years old. His mother did not take her eyes off him, every time she punished and warned about water. The boy is 8 years old. In the summer they went to the country. In the yard the child played under the supervision of his mother. But, having gone to the house for a while, the mother returned to the yard and saw a terrible picture. Near the fence stood large buckets of water for watering the garden. Her son was on his knees and his head was in the bucket.

One guy was riding a motorcycle on a night track. Suddenly, on the side of the road, he saw a girl who was walking slowly forward. The guy stopped and offered to throw up, to which the girl silently climbed onto the motorcycle. Having driven a little, the guy felt something wet and slippery on his neck. Looking around, he saw that instead of a human face, the girl had a horse's muzzle. Yelling in fright, the guy lost control and the motorcycle skidded. Falling to the ground and immediately jumping up, he began to look around, but the girl with the horse's head was nowhere to be found. The guy started the motorcycle and pulled at high speed down the road. Ahead, he again saw the same girl, this time she was standing on the side of the road, waving her hand and smiling.

*****

At night, my dog ​​woke me up by jumping on my bed. Out of habit, I opened the blanket, the dog climbed under it and lay down at my feet. Suddenly I opened my eyes and my heart began to race. My dog ​​was hit and killed by a car three days ago. Who is lying at my feet under the covers?!

The security guard went to work on the night shift. Arriving in the duty room, he saw his sleeping partner on the bed. After making himself some coffee, the man sat down at the table to check the visit log. The phone rang and the man heard the voice of his partner in the receiver, he said that he would not be able to go out today. Without answering, the man slowly turned his head towards the sleeping man on the bed. The "partner" was no longer sleeping, but looked at the man and smiled ominously.

With my girlfriend, I went fishing with an overnight stay. We decided to sleep in a tent. In the morning I woke up and got out of the tent, my girlfriend was sitting in the car and drinking coffee from a thermos.

You were all icy at night when I hugged you, - I said to my girlfriend.

To which she looked at me and after a little silence answered:

I slept in the car all night and did not even look into your tent.

Today I saw a man who seemed familiar to me. I remembered that once upon a time I worked with him. But I'm 64 now, and he still looks the same as thirty years ago.

It got cold at night and I tried to straighten the blanket through my sleep. But now, they carefully cover me and stroke my head, and I can no longer sleep, because I live alone.

At Christmas the little boy did not receive presents. His parents had not forgotten about him, just their dismembered bodies lay under the tree.

They sent me a video on my phone from an unknown number. I was on the video, I filmed myself and cheerfully said that it was very cool in Moscow. Then the video cuts off another recording, in which someone cuts my throat. Thinking that this is all a montage and a stupid prank, I dialed this unfamiliar number, but the girl's voice told me that this number does not exist. I deleted the video and went to bed. The next day, my boss called me to his office and said that he was sending me on a business trip to Moscow. And now I don't want to go...

Once in the hospital on the operating table with appendicitis, the doctors mistakenly amputated both of my legs.

This morning I was both surprised and scared. My husband brought me breakfast in bed and my kids gave me drawings that said "Mom is 35, congratulations!". Everything is very nice, only I celebrated my seventeenth birthday with my parents yesterday.

I am always hungry and want to eat. Mom feeds me, but I'm still hungry. It makes my stomach hurt and I can't sleep. Mom said that something is wrong with me and tomorrow we will go to the doctor.

"Probably something is really wrong with me," I thought to myself as I finished eating my three-month-old brother. "That's why I ate."

10 short but very scary bedtime stories

If you need to work at night and coffee is no longer working, read these stories. Cheer up. Brrr.

faces in portraits

One person got lost in the forest. He wandered for a long time and, in the end, at dusk came across a hut. There was no one inside, and he decided to go to bed. But he could not fall asleep for a long time, because portraits of some people hung on the walls, and it seemed to him that they were looking at him ominously. He eventually fell asleep from exhaustion. In the morning he was awakened by bright sunlight. There were no pictures on the walls. They were windows.

Count to five

One winter, four students from a mountaineering club get lost in the mountains and are caught in a snowstorm. They managed to get to an abandoned and empty house. There was nothing in it to keep warm, and the guys realized that they would freeze if they fell asleep in this place. One of them suggested this. Everyone stands in a corner of the room. First, one runs to the other, pushes him, he runs to the third, and so on. So they will not fall asleep, and the movement will warm them. Until the morning they ran along the walls, and in the morning they were found by rescuers. When the students later spoke of their salvation, someone asked, “If there is one person in each corner, then when the fourth reaches the corner, there should be no one there. Why didn't you stop then?" The four looked at each other in horror. No, they never stopped.

Damaged film

One girl-photographer decided to spend the day and night alone, in the deep forest. She was not afraid, because it was not the first time she went hiking. All day she photographed trees and grasses with a film camera, and in the evening she settled down to sleep in her small tent. The night passed quietly, the horror overtook her only a few days later. All four reels produced excellent shots, except for the last frame. All the photographs showed her sleeping peacefully in her tent in the darkness of the night.

call from babysitter

Somehow, a married couple decided to go to the cinema, and leave the children with a babtsitter. They put the children to bed, so the young woman just had to stay at home just in case. Soon the girl became bored, and she decided to watch TV. She called her parents and asked them for permission to turn on the TV. Naturally, they agreed, but she had one more request… she asked if she could cover the statue of an angel outside the window with something, because it made her nervous. For a second, the phone went silent, and then the father, who spoke to the girl, said: “Take the children and run out of the house ... we will call the police. We don't have a statue of an angel." The police found everyone at home dead. The statue of the angel was never found.

Who's there?

Five years ago, late at night, there were 4 short calls at my door. I woke up, got angry and did not open it: I did not expect anyone. On the second night someone called again 4 times. I looked out the peephole, but there was no one behind the door. During the day I told this story, and joked that, perhaps, death had the wrong door. On the third evening, a friend came to see me and stayed up late. The doorbell rang again, but I pretended not to notice anything to check if I was hallucinating. But he heard everything perfectly and, after my story, exclaimed: “Let's deal with these jokers!” and ran out into the yard. That night I saw him for the last time. No, he didn't disappear. But on the way home, he was beaten by a drunken company, and he died in the hospital. The calls have stopped. I remembered this story because last night I heard three short knocks at the door.

Twin

My girlfriend wrote today that she did not know that I have such a charming brother, and even a twin! It turns out that she had just stopped by my house, not knowing that I was late at work until the night, and he met her there. He introduced himself, offered me coffee, told some funny stories from his childhood and walked him to the elevator.

I don't even know how to tell her that I don't have a brother.

raw mist

It was in the mountains of Kyrgyzstan. The climbers set up camp near a small mountain lake. Around midnight, everyone wanted to sleep. Suddenly, a noise was heard from the side of the lake: either crying, or laughter. Friends (there were five of them) decided to check what was the matter. They did not find anything near the shore, but they saw a strange fog in which white lights shone. The guys went to the lights. We took only a couple of steps towards the lake ... And then one of the last ones noticed that he was knee-deep in icy water! He jerked the two closest to him, they came to their senses and climbed out of the fog. But the two that went ahead disappeared into the fog and water. It was impossible to find them in the cold, in the dark. In the early morning, the survivors hurried for the rescuers. They didn't find anyone. And by evening, those two who had just plunged into the fog died.

Photo of a girl

One high school student was bored at the lesson and looked out the window. On the grass, he saw a photograph thrown by someone. He went out into the yard and picked up a picture: it turned out to be a very beautiful girl. She was wearing a dress, red shoes, and she showed a V sign with her hand. The guy began to ask everyone if they had seen this girl. But no one knew her. In the evening, he put the photo near the bed, and at night he was awakened by a quiet sound, as if someone was scratching at the glass. A woman's laughter echoed in the darkness outside the window. The boy left the house and began to look for the source of the voice. He quickly moved away, and the guy did not notice how, hurrying after him, he ran out onto the roadway. He was hit by a car. The driver jumped out of the car and tried to save the victim, but it was too late. And then the man noticed on the ground a photograph of a beautiful girl. She was wearing a dress, red shoes and she was showing three fingers.

Grandma Marfa

This story was told to the granddaughter by the grandfather. As a child, he ended up with his brothers and sisters in the village, which was approached by the Germans. The adults decided to hide the children in the forest, in the forester's house. We agreed that Baba Martha would bring food to them. But it was strictly forbidden to return to the village. So the children lived through May and June. Every morning Martha left food in the barn. At first, the parents also ran, but then they stopped. The children looked at Marfa through the window, she turned and silently, sadly looked at them and baptized the house. One day two men came up to the house and called the children with them. They were partisans. The children learned from them that their village had been burned down a month ago. Baba Marfa was also killed.

Do not open the door!

The twelve-year-old girl lived with her father. They had a great relationship. One day, my father was going to stay late at work and said that he would return late at night. The girl waited for him, waited, and finally went to bed. She had a strange dream: her father was standing on the other side of a busy highway and was shouting something to her. She barely heard the words, "Don't... open... the door." And then the girl woke up from the call. She jumped out of bed, ran to the door, looked through the peephole and saw her father's face. The girl was about to open the lock, as she remembered the dream. And the father's face was somehow strange. She stopped. The bell rang again.
- Dad?
Ding, ding, ding.
- Dad, answer me!
Ding, ding, ding.
- Is there someone with you?
Ding, ding, ding.
- Dad, why aren't you answering? The girl almost cried.
Ding, ding, ding.
- I won't open the door until you answer me!
The doorbell rang and rang, but my father was silent. The girl sat huddled in the corner of the hallway. This went on for about an hour, then the girl fell into oblivion. At dawn, she woke up and realized that the doorbell was no longer ringing. She crept up to the door and looked through the peephole again. Her father was still standing there, looking straight at her. The girl cautiously opened the door and screamed. Her father's severed head was nailed to the door at eye level.
Attached to the doorbell was a note with only two words: "Smart girl."

This scary tale of his own composition - with an unexpected ending. It starts off really scary. You read it - and imagine an incredible picture. Something terrible is flying ... Brrr! How did the events in the fairy tale develop? How did it end? A moment of patience ... Now we will read a fairy tale.

Fairy tale "Little Hero"

In one Terrible Kingdom, the Terrible State, lived a terrible bucket. It flew wherever it wanted, and at such a speed that it was really scary.

This bucket gave no rest to anyone. It kept the entire Dark Forest in fear. Still would! Who wants to get hit on the head with a bucket?!

It was said that the bucket was either black or brown, and either Likho the one-eyed, or Koschei the Deathless, controlled it. They allegedly intimidate everyone in this way.

The forest dwellers were very afraid. For food, they began to walk, bowing their heads. We tried to walk quietly, barely audible.

For the sake of truth, it must be said that no one saw the flying bucket with their own eyes. But fear has big eyes. Today no one saw - but tomorrow will arrive!

And then one day a nightingale appeared in the Dark Forest. He immediately noticed that the forest seemed to have died out. Since he knew nothing about the flying bucket, he was not afraid of anything. He calmly sang songs, flew where he wanted. And suddenly he saw a bucket. Such a small paper ice cream bucket. The wind picked it up from the ground, it tumbled and flew at great speed. But the nightingale was not afraid of him. Here's another! He will be afraid of some small bucket!

And he came up with a funny, funny song on the go, which speaks of a cheerful bucket driven by the wind.

The forest inhabitants, having heard the song of the nightingale, left their secluded places. They suddenly became happy. They were afraid of some cardboard bucket! To whom to tell, they will laugh.

And the savior of the nightingale has since been called the “winner”. Winner of what? Flying buckets!

Questions and tasks for a scary tale

What fairy tales do we call "terrible"?

What were the inhabitants of the Dark Forest afraid of?

Describe the bucket that scared everyone.

Who was driving the scary bucket?

Why was the nightingale not afraid of the flying bucket?

How did the forest dwellers know that the bucket is not terrible?

What proverb is mentioned in the story?

What proverbs about fear do you know?

- Kate, tell me a story. - Said the little five-year-old brother, crawling under the covers.
Kat turned around and rolled her eyes.
“I don’t have time, tell yourself. Well, there ... Think of it, in general.

But, Katy! - The brother was already puffed up and was about to cry, the sister realized that if she did not urgently stop him, then she could fly into it. The girl slammed the door and sat down at her brother's feet.
- All right, William! Give me your book! - Will, having defeated the laziness of his sister, cheerfully took out a small book from under the pillow and gave it to Kat.
- So, what do we have here ... - the sister said thoughtfully, leafing through the book.
- Well! Read! - Said the brother, preparing to listen.
- Hmmm. Once upon a time there was a king and a queen ... - Yawns - they had a daughter and named her ... - Kate frowned and began to flip through the pages. Then she slammed the book shut, threw it aside, looked at her brother's astonished face, and declared solemnly. You have already read this story! Mom has already read it to you four times. Little is it?
“I just like her…” The boy replied, frowning.
"You're five and you're acting like you're two!" How can you listen to the same thing? At your age, even the same cartoons were not interesting for me to watch!
- So what?! You're actually sixteen, and you act like you're eight! No, six! The girl slapped her face.
"That stupid kid...
- She's like that!
- So, okay, let me tell you my story better ... It's more interesting. The sister grinned.
“Well, yes,” my brother answered, crossing his arms over his chest, “after your stories, I’m scared to sleep later!” Especially after the last one...
– Ahhh, are you talking about Jack the Killer?! - The girl screamed, making an angry face at the last words.
Her brother threw a pillow at her.
Don't remind me of him!
- And what? - she chuckled, - are you still afraid to fall asleep at night? Now this terrible mug will appear and ...
- No! Leave me alone or I'll tell my mom! - Said the boy, covering himself with a blanket.
- Yes, what are you? And you know that Jack also loves sneaks and naughty children ... - After a short pause, Katie added. - Kill!
- Is it true? - Asked brother, looking out from under the covers.
"Yeah, didn't you know?" – She asked loudly, again making a frightening face.
- No…
- All children, if they are greedy and greedy, Jack the killer kills! First, he waits for them to turn off the lights and close their eyes. Then he grabs them and climbs out the window. So you don't even have time to look back! And then the worst begins...
- What?! - Asked the brother, completely crawling out from under the covers, he moved closer to his sister.
She looked at him angrily, made a terrible smile, and for no apparent reason shouted:
- Rip out their hearts! Then he grabs the boy by the arm.
– Aaaaaa!!! - Cried a frightened Will and crawled under the covers.
Then came the sister's wild laughter.

While the sister was rolling on the floor with laughter, the brother was trembling with fear under the covers. He closed his eyes and plugged his ears so as not to hear anything and not to imagine the picture that his sister had just told him. The laughter is silent. The light is off. And something crawled to the boy under the covers. But he, shrouded in fear, could not scream or even move. He just trembled and closed his eyes even tighter. Suddenly, the window slowly opened... With a creak... The boy wanted to jump up and run out of the room, but he was very scared. At first, he thought a little that it was his sister who was mocking him like that, but when he heard a whisper in his ear, so incomprehensible and unintelligible, doubts that it was Kate disappeared. The boy was sweating with fear ... How I wanted to scream. Relaxing a little, he began to understand the whisper in his ear, it was like: "Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping?" But Will didn't answer. Tears were slowly streaming down her cheeks, her heart was about to burst from fear. It certainly wasn't her sister. It was an ominous terrible whisper, in a man's voice: "Are you sleeping? ARE YOU SLEEPING?!" The whispering began even louder... Then the blanket began to slowly come off the boy's head... "This is the end..." - he thought. The only thing left to do is scream, scream so loud that everyone can hear. Someone grabbed his hand.

– Aaaaaa! HELP!!! The boy's voice...
– Aaaaaa! - Someone else's voice.
The light turns on. Frightened parents run into the room. Frightened children are sitting on the bed.
Kat is holding the boy's hand, Will has a swollen nose and eyes from crying.
- What happened here? - Asked the mother, flying into the room.
- So it's YOU?! – Angrily looked child on girl. – You scared me?! Did you turn off the light?! You grabbed my hand?! Did you open the window?! Did you whisper? YOU?!
- I thought it was you! At first! I swear not by me.” The girl looked at the stern faces of her mother and father. - Honestly! Whatever you want, I swear! I myself was scared to death, so scared that I was even scared to say something! The boy hugged his mother tightly and cried.
– What happened?! Did you scare him again?! A?! The mother shouted at her daughter. Father leaned against the door.
- No ... More precisely, yes ... But not like that. That's how it was ... - The girl caught her breath a little and continued. I told him a slightly scary story. He got scared and crawled under the covers. I laughed. Then she stopped and turned off the light. I crawled under the covers to him. I was going to scare him again when suddenly the window opened ... I thought that he had somehow already climbed out and opened the window. I decided to wait and stayed under the covers. Then something began to whisper over his ear ... At first, it was unintelligible and quiet. I thought it was my brother again, but the voice was different when the whisper became clear and loud. It was: "Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping?" - I got scared. Then the whisper got louder. And then the blanket itself began to recline, I could not stand it and grabbed someone's hand. This someone screamed and I screamed. Then the light turned on and it turned out that it was my brother. Here. And so it was.
– Yes… She speaks the truth. William confirmed.
– But if it was not you and not me… Then who then opened the window, whispered and… Threw back the blanket?! – Frightened sister asked.
“Maybe…” Will looked at the window and frightenedly pointed at it with his index finger.
Everyone looked in the same direction and shuddered ... The inscription was clearly scrawled on it with a knife: "Go to sleep!"

Very scary bedtime stories for kids

Scary tale for children
About the swing

One boy had a long nose. And his name was Yegor. Somehow Egor came out into the yard and immediately sat on the swing. And began to swing - up and down, up and down. And back and forth. He rode for two hours and everything was not enough for him.
Other children in the yard began to ask:
- Yegorka! Let us ride!
But Yegor did not answer, but only began to sway even more - up and down, up and down. And back and forth. Only the long nose flickers. Then other children joined hands and began to sing a teaser that they themselves composed:
“Egor is a long nose,
I've grown to the swing!
Yegor was offended, but he did not cry from the swing. And the children were also offended and went to eat pancakes with sour cream. Egor still swayed and decided that it was time to go home and eat something, but he couldn’t stop - the swing didn’t want to let him go! Already he was spinning and shouting - nothing helps. The swing swayed even harder and creaked so much that other children had sour cream on their pancakes.
Then the Little Witch came out into the yard and shouted:
- Yegorka! Let's ride!
- I would give, - Yegor answered, - but I can’t get off the swing!
- Why? What's happened?
- Yes, I swayed, swayed, and other children began to tease me with a Long Nose and also that I had grown to the swing. Help me-e-e!
- You've been bewitched! exclaimed the Little Witch.
- Nu so disenchant me!
- It's not so easy, you have to come up with a spell that will stop the swing, - the Little Sorceress answered and sat down to think on the edge of the sandbox.
And Yegor kept swaying and yelling.
At this time, a policeman was walking by, who immediately realized that something was wrong. The policeman grabbed the swing to save Yegor, but he only stuck to it and they began to swing together.
“I think I’ve come up with it,” the Little Sorceress said quietly, “let’s try it now.” - And quickly, quickly muttered:
"Swing-swing, Egor sorry
And let me go home as soon as possible."
Then something tinkled, and the swing stopped. Yes, so quickly that the policeman from surprise fell on the flower bed, and Yegor - on him. Then Yegor jumped up and ran home to eat pancakes with sour sour cream. And the policeman smiled and went to his office to write a report on the boy's rescue.
And the Little Witch sat on the swing and began to swing - up and down, up and down. And back and forth. And when the next morning Yegor went out into the yard, she immediately gave him a place. Well… almost immediately.
Vyacheslav Svalnov

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Very scary story
In one Sicilian city, boys began to disappear at night (girls if you tell girls in the ward), and only boys disappeared (girls if you tell girls in the ward), who did not sleep after moonrise.
Many tears were shed by mothers and fathers until the terrible secret was revealed.
The fact is that at night a ship with blood-scarlet sails entered the bay. From it at night sailors went to the shore in boats. Having found an awake boy / girl on the shore in some house, they lulled the child and took him away.
The crew of the ship was cursed, and to get rid of the curse, it was necessary to collect a collection of 239 brushes from small children.
On the ship, a terrible doctor, while the child was under anesthesia, cut off his hand.
The child, waking up from anesthesia and not yet understanding what was happening looking at the stump, asked the doctor:
- Uncle, where is my pen?
To which the doctor replied:
- Here she is. Here she is. Here she is.

The last line is staged to the closest child... You just shake your brush in front of his face.

The kids are scared at first, but then they start laughing.

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Carnation
There lived a mother and a daughter. Nobody went to them, because they had a nail sticking out of the floor. He stuck out in the middle of the room and the girl had to go around him all the time. The girl often asked her mother:
- Mom, let's pull out this nail!
- What are you daughter! Never, ever touch that nail. And never invite anyone to your house.
- And why?
- Because someone wants to pull out this nail, and then trouble will not be avoided!
- And what will happen?
- Better not ask me, daughter. There will be a terrible, terrible misfortune.
And the girl stopped asking. So the years passed. The girl grew up, and she wanted to invite guests.
And then one terrible, terrible autumn evening, the girl's mother went to the cemetery to get some fresh air; and the girl called the guests. The guests began to dance, but the nail hindered them all the time. Then the guests said:
Let's get that nail out!
And the girl screamed:
- It is forbidden! No need! Something terrible is about to happen!
But the guests laughed at the girl and, seizing the moment, pulled out the nail. And then there was a terrible roar. Some time later, the doorbell rang. The girl wanted to open the door, but the guests shouted:
- No need! Do not open!
The girl was a pioneer and therefore opened it all the same. A woman dressed in black stood in the doorway. She immediately began to enter the apartment. She kept coming and going, and the guests and the girl backed up and backed away until the apartment ran out.
- What have you done ... - said the black woman in a quiet, creaky voice, like that of a dead man. - What have you done. she repeated a little louder. - Under this floor, in my apartment ... - and then she yelled in some terrible inhuman voice. - ... the chandelier fell off.
Agafya Knyazhinskaya

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Semi-flower
Once upon a time there was a girl Zhenya. And then one day, on New Year's Eve, she received a seven-flower flower as a gift from Santa Claus. Zhenya was delighted, and in the evening she went to a disco. She tore off a red petal from a seven-flowered flower and said:
- I want to be sausage! - and began to sausage at the disco. Five hours later, Zhenya got tired of sausage, she tore off the orange petal and said:
- I want me not to be sausage, - and immediately stopped sausage. She sat for a while and felt sad. Then she tore off the yellow petal and said:
- I want to have fun! - and it became so fun for her that it’s impossible to retell that she soaked it for joy. When there was no one to amuse, Zhenya tore off a green petal and said:
- I want me not to have fun, - and immediately stopped having fun. Zhenya looked around at the floor strewn with young corpses and decided to punish herself. She tore off the blue petal and said:
“I want to be sad,” and immediately began to cry.
Zhenya walked to her yard already knee-deep in tears. In the yard, she saw the neighbor boy Vitya, who tried to climb onto the bench so as not to get his shoes wet. Vitya liked Zhenya for a long time for his beautiful crutches. She wanted the same, covered with skillful intricate carvings, trimmed with gold and ivory, studded with diamonds, rubies and emeralds, but, unfortunately, she was not lame like Vitya.
Now, when Zhenya felt so bad, it seemed to her that Vitya was not happy enough. Maybe he needs something else besides crutches? Wife was prevented from thinking by tears running from her eyes in continuous streams. She tore off the blue petal by touch and quickly said:
- I want me not to be sad, - and, having stopped crying, she swam up to Vita.
- Hello, Vitya. I've been wanting to tell you for a long time that you're a cool dude, and I want to do something cool for you so that you don't suck on this bench.
With these words, Zhenya tore off the purple petal and said:
- I want Vita to have sausage ...
And the good girl had no more petals ...
Agafya Knyazhinskaya