One life of Sarro la Cassa

There is nothing in which there is not a drop of magic ... Behold her! I felt something hard and wet underneath me. I tried to roll over to the other side, but the sensations did not change. I wanted to sleep, my whole body felt weak. I slowly opened one eye, then the other and died - I was in the forest. The dampness of the cool morning grass made it clear that it was spring. The fresh smell of lush foliage, the rays of a bright dawn and the chirping of birds finally awakened from sleep. The first thing that surrounded me was shock, panic that knows no end and edge, adrenaline that spilled like a metallic taste in my mouth ... I jumped to my feet and looked around. I looked at myself: not a single scratch or bruise, the slightest hint that someone had dragged me here by force! The air was neither cold nor warm, and therefore a long-sleeved sweater was just right, which cannot be said about boots that reached almost to the knee ... “What is this forest? How did

- Why is she so happy? - I was surprised, - He also purrs with joy! Elaida stood out from a thousand with her character!*** There were flasks everywhere, dangerous reagents stood in cabinets without glass, scribbled sheets, rubbish and a lot of all sorts of things piled up on the teacher's table. And more crumbs. The teacher was constantly chewing something. The chemistry room was obviously not familiar with safety regulations. He was like his master, always quick-tempered and unpredictable, Edmond Rusch. He looked like his character! Not cut, not neat, with a long yellow, always dirty, raincoat and high massive boots. In the bright yellowish narrow eyes there was always anger, rejection and distrust. It became terrifying when he passed by: he could grab a notebook for no reason, tear it up and, without justifying it, put two. He did a lot more. So many. So just do not list!It became scary when he took out the flasks and began his experiments. He explained everything in

The first lesson has begun. Mathematics. A small classroom with a large green board and rusty-red curtains. Not a single flower or painting on the windowsill. Only a closet in the corner, large and locked. Looks like the teacher's personal belongings. The utility room was littered with notebooks and textbooks. There was a small square mirror in an old frame, next to which a Cheshire cat was painted right on the wall. They said it was a gift from alumni.- I remember that there used to be a Christmas tree here! Last year. Over my desk, - recalled Becca, - I want it to happen again! Today there was a new topic, but something else worried me: that man in the forest, now I call him that. Len interrupted me endlessly, admiring and asking questions.“…What is this cute talk?” - as always, unexpectedly and cunningly said Elaida Luificlar and called me to the blackboard. This I did not expect and even feared. I doubt it, but after an unexpected appearance in the forest, along with a

I woke up from a strange feeling: it seemed as if I was falling somewhere into the void, the hands of the clock were spinning before my eyes, and some terrible and painfully familiar faces flickered in the distance ... Yesterday's dialogue with the biologist seemed like some kind of nonsense. “This is a dream,” I assured myself, “How can this be real? - Combing her hair, she looked at herself in the mirror, - These stars on my cheek ... where did they come from? Before I woke up in the forest, they didn't exist before! What do they mean and how did they appear? I tried deleting it, but it didn't work. It seemed that the signs were forever fused with the skin, as if they personified some kind of sign - a mark. Where did that horse come from? Who is he? I remember everything - my simple, unremarkable, one might even say, gray life - daily attendance at school, quarrels and joys, hopes to meet something that will change this grayness ... - That's it! - I realized, - B

There are no random smiles... The lessons had already ended, and the corridors were empty again. "How wonderful!" thought Carme, quietly heading towards the library. Sneaking between the open offices of Hilaren and Luificlar, the girl ran unnoticed down the thin corridor. Oh, how she was afraid to catch their eyes! Her hands were covered with barely noticeable moisture. The headwind lashed my face. In such a flight, freedom was felt with my whole body, I wanted to take off, soar into the sky, under the very clouds, but the routine of life tightly kept the girl in her nets. She was afraid to walk alone, but even more afraid to be alone again, without friends. Some noise was heard in the distance, but, trying not to look like a coward in her own eyes, Karme continued on her way, not turning around and not slowing down. Whatever happened then, she thought, I am stronger than him! Because I'm a man! ”- the girl opened the door - the smell of musty books, caked papers an