Since in my childhood there were only bitten soldiers and some kind of fist, I was crazyly pleased with such a gift of fate and played with these things until they disappeared. I raised my eyes up, that shit jumped up too and slowly descended. I landed it wherever I could, picked up virtual glasses and repeated it over and over again.In short, I liked it so much that I decided to share my unlimited joy with my parents. What I soon regretted.They took this very seriously and pulled me to the oculist. I told my aunt the doctor, she checked her eyesight, shaken in her eyes, told my parents that my vision was okay, and you need to see a psychiatrist. Further, we go with the parents to him, everything is repeated, I explain the situation, a lot of strange questions, show strange pictures and the doctor concludes that everything is okay with the child, but children very often come up with non-existent things and the type is normal. Going home, I was just hysterical trying to prove to my parents that I actually saw those things. They reassured me as much as they could, and I became even more angry and didn’t understand why nobody believed me. Later, as an adult, I learned about these mysterious things called eye flies. And even now, although under 30, when I catch such a thing, I'll definitely get a couple of invisible monsters and just enjoy how funny it is!)