Ordo Vasilevka
"I want a large parrot talking" – I replied. I woke up in a cold sweat. It was three o'clock in the morning. I drank some water and again went to sleep. In the morning my wife squealed with delight in the kitchen. We were flown out of the window is a real red macaw.
I goggled eyes. Where could it come from the middle of winter unattended, elegant, expensive parrot. Wife of the hour she ran to the store for food and a cage, and I became ring up the neighbors and friends: Do not lose someone the bird. The parrot was a draw. The same evening I again went to the Ordo Vasilevka.
'Thou art the mistress about witches, but I do not want this gift. What to do? "" Number must be to drive in her grave, yeah thistles sow the land, but you have to go to church. " "And what did you used to do it?" – I asked. "Do not want to communicate with evil spirits. We are after all the trouble bypassed, and you do not. " "What am I – in the grave digging?" – I ask. "Take an iron pin three meters and forget it in the grave all, my husband will go with you to help". I could not believe myself, but swollen arm, nightmares and, most importantly tied parrot – proved to me. It's not a dream and not delirium. In the evening I went home with the owner of the old churchyard. The tomb was deserted, and I began to gently thrust it brought fixtures. Soon there was a thud, and then fitting trembled in my hands. Deep underground, something occurred. I still brought the follow through, even though he was afraid to stupor. That evening, drunk to unconsciousness, to lie "dead" sleep. Wife called me this morning to a mobile phone, and with tears said that a parrot enraged: flew out of the cage and disappeared without a trace. My wife was upset, and I am pleased beyond measure. In the wacky story got involved, but escaped with almost easy fright. Now I'm all happy. Engaged in pigs and saving up money for a gift to his wife. Oh, and thanks for the cake, "- said the butcher, doedaya last. – And what a gift? – I ask. -I want to buy a parrot. " More stories on the site