Artistic works, fan fiction

Sculptor…So the time has come for mystical stories. As I heard and transmit the story on real events. Once I had to hear this story which I remembered. And I want to tell you lovers of mysticism ... In one city N ... there lived a family of two. It was a house decorated with vase sculptures, with multiple colors. And decorative plantings ... Different statuettes stood around the house, expensive paintings were cheerful. The house was always full of visitors who came with orders for a sculpture, or for a monument with the image of a man ...

“I'm going to the investigator,” the woman said and showed the business card to a young sergeant standing at the front door of the police station. - Come in, I'm in the know. The twenty-eighth office on the second floor, ”the guard answered. A few minutes later the woman was already talking in the indicated office with the police captain. She took a rather thick notebook from her purse and laid it on the table in front of the investigator. “Actually, because of her, I came to you.” This is my husband’s diary...

Recently, a friend of mine, a work friend, died. The bus in which he was traveling had an accident, crashed into a truck. It so happened that of all the passengers on the bus, only my friend was fatally injured. Three days later, the funeral took place. I admit honestly: I am an impressionable person and poorly endure such events, but still, I couldn’t help but come to the last person I knew well. There is nothing strange that on that day my condition was unimportant. Probably, it led to the fact that returning from the funeral, I dropped my cell phone...

How to learn to play live? I ended up in one of the most remarkable time periods when one of the most popular games at 486, or even less, was the Prehistoric, Sim City and other classics that sometimes could not even compare with Saga. The games were of the type - I lost 3 lives - everything - try again, no save, and it was so fun to compete - who will go further, or even complete the game. I still remember how my brother and I walked on the prefix part 2 of "Chip and Dale," for a couple. I am already silent about the old Atari, to which games were recorded using a tape recorder with cassettes...

The life of each of us is divided into certain time periods: days, hours, minutes ... There are only 24 hours in a day, some of which we spend on sleep. What our life will be, directly depends on what our time will be busy when we are awake, make decisions, do something that affects the next days of our life. Each of our thoughts, each of our conditions, whether we like it or not, has an impact on our reality. They either propel us forward toward our goals and dreams, or impede this advancement, or even pull us back...