I have a website about design. The children’s room uses black curtains.
Commentary :
There lived a mother, father and daughter. Once a mother sent a girl to buy curtains, but told her not to buy black curtains. The girl came to the store, and there were only black curtains, and she bought black ones.

My mother hanged them on the window. During the night, the black curtains struck my father. My father was buried. The next night, the curtains struck her mother. She was also buried.

Then the girl went to the police and told the police. They hid under the bed at night, and the girl lay in bed. When the curtains wanted to strangle the girl, the police shot at them. The curtains shouted, they had black blood and they died.