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An eyewitness account of the mystical events (Author, place and date not specified):
As said the French writer Stendhal: "Man lives on Earth not to become rich but to become happy." Here I am, having lived after the divorce 23 years one, decided to regain happiness.
Was found in my way a good man, a widower-Anatoly. His fate was sad. First Anatoly's wife, with whom he lived for about 40 years, has died. Then she turned up a second friend of the first wife. She whirled, spun, jerked the man's head, so that he lost the rest, forgetting about everything. As said Anatoly, "Like I was and not me." After some time they got married.
Looking at the novel, the younger daughter of Anatoly somehow in the hearts cried:
- If the lady is to blame for the death of my mother, let her come back with a vengeance all the things that she's my mom wished!
And soon the woman died suddenly. After her death three years have passed. And here I'm going to marry Anatoly, and come to live in his house. The first thing that caught my eye: there were no photographs of his first wife, nor their children or grandchildren. Like never been in the fate of my wife.
- Roofing! How so? - I was amazed. - After all this woman went on your kind! They - your continuation on earth!
On the wall in the room my husband hung a portrait of his first wife, as well as photos of children and grandchildren. However, from the moment the house started to happen some strange things. Whatever room I went, everywhere began to feel the presence of the deceased second wife of Anatoly. She was just chasing me: and day and night! Then even became aggressive.
For example, one evening I went to the bathroom to wash. At this point, the husband in the bedroom, suddenly heard in the kitchen a terrible roar. He did not check what happened. When in the morning we went to the kitchen, I was amazed. On the table and floor littered with a huge number of small fragments, and they were all the same shape. It turned out, crashed favorite Cup of Anatolia. I remembered that night, before going to the bathroom, I washed the dishes and put her in the closet. The last one I put Tolino Cup, and then very tightly closed doors. How the Cup fell out of the cupboard and crashed, while the doors remained closed?!
Friends advised us to bless the house. We did so and invited a priest. During the consecration in the bedroom exploded light bulb in the table lamp that stood on the nightstand on the side of the bed where once slept the second Tolin's wife. Astonished the priest. Said that in his long practice, this happened for the first time. Sanctification seems to be helped - after the departure of the priest in the house has ceased to happen mystical events.
Translated by «Yandex.Translator»
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