Chapter three. The alarm clock went off at exactly 8:00 in the morning. The irritating chime cut the ear so hard that Alice's reflex turned off the hellish machine from the first seconds. As soon as it was done, the girl was stuck to the closet, wiping her sleepy, yet awake eyes with her hands. This time the school uniform was lying on its shelf. Alice dressed slowly, took her briefcase and went to the kitchen just as slowly as she was going to the place where she kept her clothes. - Again the porridge,- she yawned, holding out the heroine...

Real events, real characters. A story from life. The reality of which no one will ever believe. That’s why it’s a fantasy. All right, let’s make it fantasy… The book may seem uninteresting and non-dynamic at first. This was the case with my friends until they learned the real names of some of the characters. Then they reread the book again under a completely different impression. Can you guess — who is who — in this book? You’ll be amazed. And you won’t believe it. That’s why this book is in the fantasy genre, smiley...