How it all began, part 1The water flows. The wind blows. The siren howls. How had she got in this situation? Why did she go alone here? The view of success was murky anyway. Maybe she would still have to wait for a while. However, now she hung here. High over the river. One could feel splashing the water even by this height. Just like Mumbo felt her quick heartbeat by the rope. His hand still held the rope, on which Malfuria hang tangled in fear of death. Bob stood behind him. His eyes were anxiously directed to the young woman. His right hand held on the left arm. Now and then he rubbed them over the whole arm. He got cold and worried. Worried about Malfuria, but a
The Saddest Time Of My Life2. August, 2011I started to work for my first boss at my first workplace. I was happy to finally work like an adult. The beginning of my three-month-job was normal. Scary normal.August, 2011I can’t exactly remember on which day I visited the work-school for the first time. I just can remember, that I found many friends. Including a boy. His name is Martin. I was head over heels in love. He’s a really nice and funny boy. He always sat next to me. That made me happy. All the time.24. August, 2011The air in the bakery was still the same. No praises from my current female boss, a few shouts when I made a mistake and boring days
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