The House of Unjustice
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The House of Unjustice

четверг, 31 марта 2011 г.
\ Hizaya.LittleЕбозаврик 10:20:49
As the plane took off, I wondered who would be waiting for me when I landed.

I had arrived in Brazil a few weeks ago on a business trip. I had finished dealing with the client’s company earlier than expected and had some time left to enjoy myself. Vladimir, a representative from Brazil’s company, offered to show me around the city and I agreed.
After showing me around a city, he persuaded me to take a look at the forest not too far from the city. Now I know that I shouldn’t have agreed to it. We had almost got lost in that forest and by the time we found the way out, I had acquired an awful headache. As I got home, the headache got worse and I lied down and passed out.

In the morning, the alarm went off. I felt like I had a hangover so I took the cellphone to turn it off. What surprised me was a number of missed messages from my family. I read a few of them; the contents were not good at all. I wondered what I had done to receive them. A little later I noticed the number of messages sent by me was bigger than it should have been so I quickly read what I wrote. It came as a surprise; I couldn’t believe that it was me, who wrote it, I didn’t even know I knew so many obscene words. Suddenly, I felt so ashamed of myself; I was wondering if I would ever be able to look in the eyes of my relatives again; would their even want to see me again? I didn’t know and I didn’t want to find out either.

After everything that had happened, I swore to never come closer than a kilometer to any forest. The time to return to Moscow was nearing with each passing day.
среда, 30 марта 2011 г.
Как, ну вот как заставить себя сдел... Hizaya.LittleЕбозаврик 19:27:13
Как, ну вот как заставить себя сделать домашку на завтра?!
Помогите мне пожалуйста, люди добрые и с хорошей фантазией.
Нужна идея для рассказа, начинающегося со слов "Когда самолет начал взлетать, я задумался, кто будет встречать меня при приземлении" (примерно)

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