A acquaintance told me. She was 14. I went with my family to rest on the Black Sea. Parents gathered on the beach with another company, she was swimming with a mattress. Opening his eyes speaks of a strange hiccups. She fell asleep on the mattress and around the dolphins. The shore is seen by a thin line on the horizon. Thus, Throchanula speaks like never before, begins to grasp on the seventh elevated. As she grabbed to the shore, she struck the blood of her buttocks on the mattress. I found theirs, and they were sitting with their companions and crawling on the beach. They didn’t even notice she was missing. It suddenly turned off, he said.