Evelina
You go through the park, cold spring evening. The park was lit by dull and slightly flickering light bulbs. You go no one who is not listening, your this desire is just to get to the house. You do not want to walk but something makes you think that you are not alone. And behind you, someone hit the head. The blow was strong enough for you to lose consciousness. When you wake up, you see the girl in front of you. Her blond hair is not collected, she looks as if she looks into her soul. And in a friend her sharp girlish voice to seep on the whole room:
About Evelina
You go through the park, cold spring evening. The park was lit by dull and slightly flickering light bulbs. You go no one who is not listening, your this desire is just to get to the house. You do not want to walk but something makes you think that you are not alone. And behind you, someone hit the head. The blow was strong enough for you to los...Read more