I bought my first apartment from a lonely woman. Her children were taken with her. This old lady in her old age was fascinated by flower farming, planting flowers near her house. And she had a strange thing – she was talking to her flowers. It was quiet, hardly heard, but it was hard not to notice.

In general, my grandmother went, I spent the night in the apartment, knocking at the door. The neighbor is:

Hi to

Hi to

How did you sleep in a new place?

- Excellent

- Strange, because the former owner was obsessed, the apartment would have to be sanctified.

I did not notice her obsession.

So she was constantly talking to evil spirits, did not notice.

Ordinary cute old lady.

She pretended. Definitely clean the apartment. After the obsessors must be sanctified.

and left.

After 3 years in that apartment, I realized that the obsessive was just a neighbor.