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As I in childhood aroused the spirit of the girls know the my , friends, , and those who could be told not to say that I’m “dreamer” I was 9 years old We have a younger sister for the , parents were sent to the camp we Live in the North Camp in the pine forest – the romance of Mosquitoes, gnats, temperature above 20 degrees, the river near there, the Kids entertained themselves, how could The elder (1 unit) it was for 13-14 years And then my neighbor running to the and say that in the 1st squad, the girls call up spirits! It gave me curiosity, that about ghosts and spirits I knew only from television and Newspapers were the nineties, nothing like relatives are not told, in the village I wasn’t never in life Go to the elders in the ward and asked to attend the ritual I in every detail: they took a paper drawing paper, drew a circle, alphabet, numbers, and words “Yes” and “no” At the bottom center was a big needle on a thread that one girl wrapped around the finger, and the needle rotated freely Hand had to be held still, so the girls got tired and changed periodically When just getting started, the question arose: whom to call?! Started “let’s my dog – months ago she died, Or my cat – she lived with us for 13 years and died in that year,” in Short, all the small stuff! But people were even afraid to think Terribly! Then decided, and went to “Pushkin and Lermontov” naturally, no One answered And when it wanted to “minimize” this case, the needle goes! In the eyes of the girl holding the string, we realized this is no joke! – Are you here? “Yes,” showed needle – what’s your name? – Dasha – Surname? Th…eve (I will not name, still think it’s a real person) – How many years? – 10 – How did you die? The car accident Clearly, letter by letter, every word! I was shocked I even couldn’t move very Scary and want to communicate with this spirit then But here in my house broke the other guys, shouting that the leaders all gather at the line, Turned hastily drawing paper and ran out I waited for the end of the shift Came home and when no one was home, she built all session And called her name She came at once! We talked with her about twenty minutes I didn’t know then that after a session it is necessary to open the window and say goodbye to the spirit Just said “bye” and all And the next day I was a magnet attracted to this occupation! And so a week or more, don’t the Summer, friends are screaming under the Windows: “get Out!”, and the excuses I come up with and communicate with the spirit Dasha told me a lot of myself died along with his father, a bus got into an accident what street she lived (in this city), even the entrance and the apartment At the time (when there was no Internet) to check the accuracy of the information, it was necessary to address to come and ask And I small was, and why? And here I began to notice that she started to answer my questions with exasperation, like how to be rude even Writes: “my secret is,” I said, “Tell me!” She: “No! So your ears are withered and you died!” I’m shocked, Offended, the needle dropped, went for a walk a Couple of days, haven’t touched this lesson, the paper burned And the heat of the moment I have started something like “break-up”: play in the yard is not interesting, also at home all sad and all annoying I feel her presence, and my hands are reaching to paint the dial and to talk to her did Not survive, did everything she called to Say: “You must excuse me, freaked out, dropped everything and left,” She said, “And do not be offended! Want me to make you something?” And I didn’t plan anything except how to ask to me up early tomorrow (in 6 hours) We were just at the cottage with my parents going, to get up early for me is always the hard labor That night, I still remember Sister sleeping in the next , already snoring, and I can’t sleep Feel like someone is watching me and occasionally pulling the hand, the leg, the cold Breath feel yourself in the head On the street the heat of the sister threw the blanket on the floor, and I have a cold, cannot get warm, Began rustling among the toys in the closet I Say to myself: “Dreaming!”, but I understand that there When the clock was 3am, I asked Dasha aloud her to go away and let me sleep, I did not realize anything from fatigue, sinking into sleep, but icy breath or touch, I was jerked out of my slumber When my legs creaked the springs, as if someone got on her nerves gave way and I fell with a bullet to the parents bedroom it Was already 4 in the Mother asleep did not say anything Just put together, hugged In the same moment I fell asleep At the cottage, I was distracted from this mysticism If I recalled it drove these thoughts away Then the school year began, and I tried not to think about Dasha, has vowed not to engage in spiritualism never in my life It’s really scary! When I hear stories about this, I believe, that she was doing it I was fine, but I will not risk more to summon spirits, otherwise the mind can start And you do not advise


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