day 15

Today I offer you some of my memories , but as you know , memories are more likely to correspond to reality , and I'm just telling you the real story, as you remember .....
So, when I was 19 years old ..... I just finished medical school ..... I got the nursing profession ...... After 1 month, I had to start working in the hospital ...... And while I was vacationing with her parents , something like a vacation ....
 My parents lived in the village . The village is that - that larger villages, but less than the city ...... Before the village was called the town , which had a church ...... In my village there were also a food shop and a medical center .....
Day of which I speak to you now , it was a Sunday , and a medical center did not work. In the house where I lived and my parents ran my former teacher . She was very upset. Her son climbed over the fence and ripped his leg. She asked me to help her son . I asked what a medical center where the medical assistant , who must refuse medical treatment ..... She replied that only paramedic examined the wound and said that we should go to the hospital ....
A 25 km to the hospital and go back on anything ...... Teacher begged me to help her son ....... We had to sew up the wound ..... I told her that I had just graduated from college, still did not work and the practice does not have nearly none, although during my studies I 've seen , such as sutured wounds and theoretically know .....
She was very excited and started asking me again to help her son. She even brought the key to the infirmary , which elicited from the medical assistant .... What was to be done ..... I agree ...... and we went with her to the clinic . Her son walked behind us very slowly. His wound was not allowed to move fast ......
In the infirmary I examined the wound ..... It was a depth of about 4 cm and a length of about 6 cm, edge , of course, have been torn from the inside of its protruded from the remains of an old fence in the form of small chips the size of about 2 cm ....
I put the wounded man on the couch , face down and set to work ...... I washed my hands , treated the wound edges iodine, took a syringe Novocain for pain injury, and knowing what 's going to hurt , began to talk to the boy , I told him that he was a boy and did not have to cry in the next room by his mother and he should not frighten her the shout ...... As I said, I introduced Novocain in the wound edges
from the wound itself , that is, I do not pierce the skin, and used the inner surface, so there is very little pain. I was able to do . gradually procaine was beginning to act , and the pain went away . The boy did not have time to feel it . When I was numb the wound, then took a syringe sterile solution furatsillina and washed the wound. All of a foreign dirt cleaned up , and now it was possible to sew . All the time I was talking to a boy....
 I took kortsangom sterile surgical needle , put it on a sterile surgical thread , and began to sew the wound edges , and she always talked and talked to the boy that he is a very good and brave boy, he will suffer , if it hurts , but, apparently , anesthesia was good ....
 The whole operation took about 15 minutes ......
2 weeks later my teacher was surprised I said that everything has healed without complications and even ......
I still remember that story , and then the excitement that I had to then go through .....

day 14 short storie

Today we have a day of laughter .....
But , I want to warn you that what I'm going to tell you has happened in the history of Russia , however, a long time ago ....
 Do you remember what I write only about the real facts ....... and I'm not afraid to tell us about yourself ......
 This action is happening in my years when I was young ....
 So, I had to bring home water in buckets from the column , which was right next door ...... I put on a sweater, jacket, jeans and then .......
Jeans were old and they were leaving their lightning itself, able to hold a buttoned the top button only committed lightning ......
I took the bucket and went to fetch water ..... I go and I feel that something keeps me going , that it hurts .... I can not understand ....
Keep going , I pass through the street, walking on the opposite sidewalk , I type in a bucket of water and head back ..... I remind you that my house is in the heart of the city, it is in front of the central department store, right there - a convenience store , butcher shops and fish , that is a very busy place ....
And behold, I go and am 2 buckets of water ..... with every step I harder and harder to move my legs ....
I can not understand what is going on ....... And when I put my foot on the porch entrance ........ MY JEANS FELL DOWN ......
I , of course, giggled ........ Well, not in the street ......
short storie.......

day 13

Today the figure is not quite comfortable day, but it's nothing ... Because she's still there in a number of other properties in and of itself is no different from them , because all the figures created the mind of man . And if they are created , then they are someone you want ......... Well, that philosophy ...... Back to business ...
To business , gentlemen, to the point .......
So . In the deep of my youth , even when the sky was blue and the grass is green .......
I worked as home-based workers , that is, work at home. I spun lace. I have a license for this profession.......
My job meant making lace with special devices called hook, bobbin , pillow, sliver (Figure) , hoop and thread from flax .....
 Like any other job I was given a plan for the month, which was necessary to carry out , or payment for my work , and without that tiny , turned into a very microscopic ........ So I was sitting at work almost around the clock ..... .. At that time my son was small in my same room ..... At night, when I was working , he slept on a nearby couch . Light , of course, was included. And, of course , also interfered with my son to sleep. We had to come up with something ......
 And I came up with . I rummaged through the pantry , found there a thick fishing line that was used for fishing, tied it in different sides of the room and hung up on her baby blanket . So I fenced off the flow of light from a behalf of my sleeping son . The blanket had a view , if it hangs in the air, since the very line in the air was not seen ....
 So I sat and worked , then it's been a long time , and I really wanted to sleep .... I went to bed , and
blanket and left hanging ....
In the morning I woke up before her son and still did not get up , so as not to wake him up. When he opened his eyes , at first he did not notice anything , then his eyes rested on a blanket ........
His eyes grew wider and wider .... He silently stared intently at the blanket that was hanging in the air, and did not say anything .... Then he pointed a finger at the blankets, and would probably ask what it is. As it is being kept ... so ...
Then I laughed ....... And he understood and laughed too ......

Day 12

 In the recent times, when I was still relatively young, strong, and fun, and there was a story. It was a summer weather. At night, it was still warm. Gorgeous time for a rest. Who mainly rests? ......
 I think the rest those tired and not at all ....
And here they all rest and ourselves out of spite, as if what you do necessary work ........
And who is really tired, there is no way to not only relax, but to even think about it ....
 Oh well .... What to Jupiter, then do not put a bull ....
And so. Summer evening flowed smoothly into the night. Heat. Vents are open. I'm going to go to bed ...... and everything would be fine, but what that sounds are heard from the yard ...... Okay, I thought, until I go to bed, everything dies down ........
 HERE ....... I should not have hoped so .........
All night moaning swept the street, then the pane is open .....
Once I start dozed off from the street, "MMMMMM OOOOOOOO ....... ....... ....... Mmmmmm .... Oooooh."
And so all night ..... I certainly did not sleep ...... And in the morning to work ......
 From the street the morning ...... I hear the voice of her neighbor ...... "Nick, get up, catch a cold." .......
Nick got up and walked like a zombie to look into the entrance of heat.
At first, he knocked on my neighbor on the porch in front of my apartment. There is not opened. 6 am, all the same ....
Then he began to knock me ......
And then I have to go to work ..... What to do? It does not go away .... And I will not wait for the bus ...... We must open the door .... I opened ..... It is "post" ..... and walks into my apartment .... . I say, "Where are you going? Did you see where you're going?" In response, no gu gu .... Well, he's a man, and stronger than me ....
He went into my apartment and pushed him there is not any opportunity ..... It is in the hallway, swinging, does not understand ..... At his feet are two of my bucket with water ... I think, if it's still swing, it would upset the bucket and pour the water on the lower neighbors ....... push him, there is not any sense ...... then I got angry .... I'm late for work .....
 I came out of my apartment. She took him firmly by the lapels of his jacket, or rather what was left of it ..... AND HOW turf!! ......
It's like he did not stand on his feet. He flew out of my apartment and blurted out his head on the threshold of a neighbor, which knocked 10 minutes ago .....
So he went down ..... I went to work I go ..... and I think back in the evening, and here is the police waiting for me ... It is not known how he landed there ......
In the evening, after work, I go to my porch ...... No one in the entrance is not .....

Day 11

My critic requires that I wrote to you the stories better. I try, I try, but what comes out of it, it is not clear ....
So. Only real stories ......
 End of August ...... A young man stands at a bus stop. He's going to go into town for a gift for his girlfriend. The ticket is purchased. Soon will drive the bus. Everyone is waiting. 10 minutes .... There is no bus ..... 15 minutes ..... the same ..... After 30 minutes the announcer informs that the bus is delayed for technical reasons ........ It takes another  7 minutes ..... nothing ... The young man was about to pass the ticket back, but then taxied for a car. Externally, it was like a bus.
 All got into the room, sat down on the places we go .....
In the city the young man quickly bought everything and ran to the  Station to go back. The bus was the same. The young man got a ticket at the very end  the bus. He took his place. And then some sort of a woman  told the driver that the bus is cold. The driver replied that he now turned on the heating, but he said he would go smoke, so you need to open the top window.
  The driver turned on the heating. The bus smelled gasoline, burnt rubber, more than that ..... crawled blue smoke ....
  The bus was moving in a cloud of smoke on the road at normal speed. Flying column of smoke from underneath the ...
   For the bus drifted trail ..... So it went ...........
      120 km .......... 

day 10

  Today is day 10 of our communication with you. Anniversary, you might say. I congratulate you and myself too.
My critic told me to write better lyrics. I fully agree with him. But I do not know how to do it. Of course, I'll try .....
  And today we have to plan a little amazing story .......
  As I said, my beloved brother died at age 42, God rest his soul .....
  So from that day has been more than three months.
June, the third number. I was in his apartment. In the silence I heard only the ticking clock.
From a drawer cabinet melody was heard. This is my brother's phone began to sing. I shuddered ....... June 3rd is his birthday ......
How to explain it? .... His phone was switched off on the day of his death on February 22 ..... .....
What was it ...... come to mind different thoughts ......

Day 9

Yesterday I told you about the recent past. Today I will talk about my very distant past. Then I was 5 years old, but I remember well.
 Summer. Me, my father and my uncle are going on a fishing trip. We'll go on the boat, because the bad bank is caught fish.
 The warm sunny weather. We take a fishing rod, bait and a metal bucket for fish caught.
 We took a boat and sailed to the middle of the lake. My rod was short, so long as the rod I would not cope. I was still a child. I threw a fishing line
bait in the water. It turned out to be quite close to the boat.
My father and his brother also threw in fishing line. We all waited for the fish to bite. This jitter is determined by the float. He has moved, when she caught a fish.
The first bounced my bobber. I pulled up a fishing rod.
Fish caught. I do not know how to shoot fish with fishing line, so
it had to do to my father. He unhooked the fish, put the fish on the bottom of the boat, adjusted the bait on the hook and then threw a fishing line into the water. Just lay down on the float water, fish pecked again. The same thing happened again. This went on for about an hour. My father had just shot the fish that I caught, and they had not one bite. They were beginning to get angry. I caught a fish, but they do not.
The explanation is simple. At the very boat was a shadow. The fish did not see us. Their rods were long, and the fish have all revolved around my bait. I caught a fish, and they just jealous of me. You should have everything going on, but from here to nowhere, raid the wind, rain and hail.
The castle was very large and painful to beat me on the head, arms, legs. I just cried. To the shore was far away.
I had nothing to hide, then my father put me on the head of the bucket. And then it became even worse. The bucket was metal. Bucket fully closed me. Hail fell on him. The ringing of a bucket was such that every time flinched from it. But I did not cry and did not complain.
 We have already moved to the shore. Once we got off the boat to shore, storm ceased.
   And I still remember the fear that I experienced while sitting under a bucket ......

day 8
  What happened not very long ago, yet I remember well.
So. Boarding for the old and lonely people. At the entrance there is a room for the janitors. It has a door and a window from the street. The attendant can watch through the window. He needs to know who comes and goes. It's his job. He's currently sitting at the window and looks out.
  That's how the attendants. One of them is about something a bet with his wife and went to work. Today his shift. He sat by the window and began to work. He just looked out the window, and his wife still wanted to argue with him. She came to work for him.
She was very angry. She could not even think of, and, passing by the window duty room, she saw her husband in the window.
She was angry. She could not think. She very much wanted
hit her husband. Seeing his face, and she slipped her fist through the glass. Glass, of course, was broken, but the face of her husband's fist not reached. She's just very injures his hand ........ That's unrestrained anger creates madness .....

Day 7

 In one of the previous days, I told you about his neighbor, who fell from the window of a man. ......
Today I will tell about him ....... Do you remember what his name is Max ........ He is 28 years old ......
   So .......... Morning, Saturday ......... By Max came all the same friends. They knocked on the door. Max went to the door and wanted to open it up to let them into the apartment ...... But nothing happened ....... The door jammed ........ At the entrance there was a weight of 32 kg ... Friends ... Max decided that the weight can help open the door ........ Remember, the door opened outwards, that is away from you ....... But Max's friends started beating on the door weights up to open without taking into account the direction in which the door is opened, this ......
 The roar was such that the panic was not only on the 2 adjacent blocks, but also the surrounding streets ......
Rumble ended about 4 hours ...... results do not come ..... The door remained closed ......
By Max - still leaving locked up in his apartment ...
 Broke the plan for the weekend .....
Max decided to act ....... He got out of his window. (Remember 2nd floor). Looked down ...... a tall ....
And ...... Above the exit of the entrance there is a small roof .... It prevents snow falling down from the roof when you exit out of the house .....
Max decided to jump on it ...... he jumped ..... rotten planks and rusty iron BREAK ....... He fell to the ground .... So what?
 And again, nothing .... Everything okay .... He got up and went .....
Now when you exit out of the house open blue sky .....
Beauty .....

      Day 6
  I think that's enough mystery. As soon as I decide how peripheral vision saw something like a man's face. I do not want to let go of his kingdom shadow penumbra. And they, of course, you can ponyat.V all their lives already debugged. And the human world for them is unknown. It is interesting ......
  But today is not about that ..... I'll tell you, as usual rest of my fellow citizens .....
  So. Summer Evening, Friday. And this is the magic day.
2 days ahead when you do not have to go to work. To my neighbors
friends came. They brought a lot of drinks. The evening promises to be fun. The apartment of my neighbor has accumulated about 15people just can not say, because they are all the time walking up and down the stairs to the entrance. And holiday began. They were singing loudly, talking, all at once, dancing, generally having a good time especially burno.No as always ended with something from which, in fact, they had fun
           The moment came when it was necessary to decide who will go for the next batch .......
 Tough question. No one wanted to leave the close-knit company. They were arguing, yelling, and then anyone of them it seemed that he was treated not very polite.
A small scuffle ensued, which ended the sound of breaking glass .......
   Remember, their apartment was on the 2nd floor. It has not yet ended repair was broken stove, the bricks of which lay in the yard under their windows .....
 Excellent this is not a small pile of debris and whole bricks ....... They were sticking out in all directions with its sharp angles ........
   So, after the sound of breaking glass, I naturally looked out the window, there is a pile of bricks stood up man wearing a white shirt. He was shaking himself ....... and what happened to him, and nothing ........ But I do not think his ribs stood so solid test ................ So face up to the onset of the weekend our brave gladiators fighters with the "green many-headed serpent" ........ ..

Day 5
  Today we have to plan, some, again a strange story .....
It was 15 years ago ..... but I remember every detail as if it happened yesterday ....
  My son and I, on occasion, been put in a semi-abandoned village ...
It was only 7 houses ... Only one of them lived local.
  In the house where we had to wait until morning, take off angle
one artist, and for some reason he was very pleased that we will be in this house too .. my question, how much I need to pay him for bed .... he waved his hands .... they say, what does not charge .... need anything .... furthermore, he did not pay the owners of the house ....... they are happy that someone is living in their home and looks after him ...... I was puzzled ... ... So ..... why? .....
  In the evening, over a cup of tea (by the way, was a tea from a samovar, and this, I tell you, delicious tea), the artist said about this village, and I realized why no one lives here .... at first I certainly do not believe him, so it was very strange to hear that the houses in the evenings get out of the walls of his hands, moving and moving furniture, open and close the door .... despite the fact that the village has a small church, and even in one of the houses was when the priest .. ....
     Well, we had dinner, had nothing to do, so we decided to go to bed (forgot to tell us there was a dog - East European Shepherd named Jack).
 Suddenly Jack, who was in the next room, with a squeal out of there and snuggled up to me ....... I went to see what it is ...
 In the room where I went, there was nothing unusual ..... I patted the dog to calm him down .....
 We said good night painter, and went to sleep ....
The artist was in the kitchen, he was still working,
and, as he said he never turns off the light in the kitchen ..
    I lay down to sleep on the couch, and my son on the other ........
Started the night ...... I was beginning to doze off, and before the full
immersion in the dream opened her eyes ........
  OVER MY SON Sleeping hung DARK
Translucent clouds ....
 I immediately woke up ... wanted to jump up, but it was not there, nothing happened, I tried to move like that, again, nothing .... and cloud lower and lower over her son ..... and here I thought effort by giving sight to the center of the cloud, drove him .... it has gone into the wall ..... I took a breath,
began to lean heavily sleep, the eyes themselves were closing, I fell asleep ....
sharp jolt ...... I open my eyes again .... again the same
most ...... cloud hanging over her son ...... I drove it again
the wall (although I had not assumed that I am able to do this)
          I'm so struggled all night and in the morning all tired, I fell asleep, as was already dawn, and the cloud could appear more ......
  Slept until 9 am, we got up and had breakfast with a large
relief, went to the bus stop, to finally get out of the muddy village .......
 And the artist was there, he could not leave, because the cost of other property he had no money ....

  Day 4
Today I'll tell you how it is sometimes, if hard to fight the "green snake," I think you know what kind of a beast ...... just in case ..... I'll explain the title of excessive alcohol taken drinks ....
  So, I live in a 2 storey building, it has 8 apartments, there is no running water, and we all need to bring water home in buckets from the column, which is a block away from home. Staircase in the entrance is very narrow, and we have to bring buckets, holding them at arm's length in front of him,
and even, apparently, to add to the romance, steps wizard
made with a downward slope, in truth, showing the wonders of gymnastics, we work hard to bring water home, and each campaign, as sortie behind enemy lines ....
  End of March, the snow was still lying, but turn into mush already managed. I need to bring 4 buckets of water
for this I came out with buckets in their hands in the entrance, went down
 the landing below, and stood on the lowest rung of two men were sitting, and as you remember, then the ladder
narrow ...... and I did not go .... they took an entire doorway ..
but then I saw their third companion, well, as they are the same .....
to think for three, met without ties, and so on,
 and this third looks at me and I looked at him, suddenly, lo and behold ....
He understands that I have to go, he tells his friends that they got up and missed me, in response to a sound, it is still
Once asked, the result is the same, then he took the hand of one of them .......
and, as a pulled the cork out of the bottle ..... I was ....
I was hoping that they will go as long as I'm moving back and forth ....
but it was not there ......
 going to the entrance, I realized that the dislocation of assessors
has not changed .... ie 2 sat, and the third was facing me, I stared at him ....... I also have to pass ....
his actions were repeated ..... first he asked them to stand up,
the result is zero ..... then again he pulled the "cork out of the bottle" ...... and could no longer walk, and of course, I picked up
eyes that no one else come ........
AND BUCKETS OF HANDS DOWN crawled YOURSELF ..... ......
second sitting had seemingly common position,
But his face ........ sticking out of his mouth cucumber of about 7 cm,
tip out, eyes open, but ... OOOO ..... man sleeping
He was very tired in the fight with the serpent, apparently .....

day 3
Today I will introduce one more thing about the old lady, Anne, that is, she continued to get sick and ask for help from its neighbor Ludmila, here, and this time, she called and asked him to come to her. Lyudmila after work, of course, tired, but still went to Anna. When she entered the house, and then the bedroom, she saw an old woman all in the same bed in the same coat. That's right, because the old lady could not stand up ....... Anna asked to bring tea and Lyudmila went to the kitchen and there already .......
Stoyan 2 cup on the table, one of which was an old woman, she saw only her, but she did not get up out of bed ........... INTERESTING ........ WHO PUT THEIR ... ..
ON THE TABLE ....... Ludmila thought long and decided to see
who are all still there in the apartment, she placed a hidden camera ..... however. the next day, it turned out that the camera recorded the only noise .........
     Trust such stories ....... it's everybody ..........

Day 2
Today I will tell the story is not quite normal, but you will remember that my only stories from real life. So, live in my town an old woman. Her name is Anna. She is very sick, lying on the bed, she could not stand up. In order to have a drink, eat, take medication, or due to poor health she had to call for help. It can only be called. And she just calls her neighbor Ludmila, who then decides all her problems. This is what happened this time. Anna called Ludmilla, and she quickly moved to her.
Approaching the house, said Lyudmila Anna through the kitchen window at her was wearing a brown dress, the old lady once glared at her. Ludmila was surprised such a garment to Anne before she could not see, and why she was calling her, and if she is preparing something ........ Lyudmila went into the house and looked into the kitchen. There was nobody there. She went into the bedroom in his grandmother colored coat lay under a blanket and asked pit.Ona not hear entered Lyudmila. Apparently, she did not get up from the bed ........ Lyudmila, with a sinking heart, went to the kitchen for water ...... In the kitchen there was no one ....... What was it .. ..

I do not know about you, but I have horror takes. brrr ..

 
  1 day
 
 Today I begin a series of stories. They will be short, but they are real. They will talk only about what was really going on.
 And so ....
 Winter. December. Frost on the street, around minus 28 degrees Celsius. Residential building consists of 4 apartments. All apartments have their own private access to the street. Of the average apartment is a young man and goes in the direction of the apartment at ......
 He has to learn how things "after yesterday's" ...... What is "after yesterday '... does that mean there was a feast ...... and it can last more than one day ...... .
 Young man, let's call him Basil, climbed a nearby porch ...... The door is wide open ..... December Winter ...... .......
Basil went inside ...... On the bed lay two people ...... on top of them piled heap of rags, which they called the blanket sticking out from under it ....... two legs, two heads and fragments of hands ........ Past Basil is a third neighbor shovel snow and pours it on the bed ...
"What are you doing" - he asked a neighbor with a shovel ....
"Wake up" - robot voice said, and went back for the snow .......
At Basil's jaw dropped .... and then he saw a lot of snow on the bed ..... he did not melt .......
The door is open ...... Winter ..... -28 ...... Less

I'd say the ice man there!