I rested in a summer camp, the only time in my life. History from there.



Called the peak lady, everything as it should be: a mirror, card toothpaste, hz what is there. Silence someone reads the spell, and I pretend to sleep. Well maybe I didn’t pretend, but I lie on the bed and formally don’t take part. And here, when the silence is thickened, I sweep my hand under the bed, raise the tap, and dive to the floor, then raise the second and do the same. The sound reminds me of someone’s heavy steps. What started here... One guy almost jumped into the window, the other whispered, “Mommy I’m scared”, someone got stuck under the pillow... And I was stinged by the fox, I thought I would get rid of laughter, with the last strength I restrained, but I continued to “drop.” In short, my nerves didn’t stand and my rust seemed to have delivered me, but no, I was rugged pressed into the pillow, and like people didn’t even identify the source of that sound. I don't remember exactly how it all ended, but I remember vaguely that to one impressive guy I proved for 2 minutes that it wasn't the peak lady who came for him, but that I got stuck.