Воскресенье, 18 Декабря 2005 г. 17:12
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Once dark late evening i went home through central park. When i almost came to exit i felt something
strange in the air... The strong wind has blown and i turned around. What do you think i saw?
It was something Impossible. Seating next to me was the transparent form of awful beast and it looked
to me... i remember that i didn't feel my legs. my hair stood on end and it was stuck terror in
my heart. I couldn't moove or ever breath. In a few second i got myself together and ran.
I ran and ran and ran away. People around couldn't understand what happened and maybe they sought
that i was crazy or drunk. But i didn't notice them..... And never again did i go through
this Mystical place...