Last summer day.

Today was the last summer day. And I can declare bravely that this summer was absolutely fantastic. I spent it with my dear people, with my relatives and close friends. Now I reminisce my first summer day. Plane to Moscow. I was flying to Moscow from Odessa and then to Tallinn. From Tallinn to Paris, and finally Bilbao (Spain). And this was my big summer trip. My parents and our friends and surely me, we visited a lot of beautiful cities, we had great moments and funny stories. We were sailing. Every day we visited a new port. Every day we drank our fresh-orange juice in a new place. And I really love this our holidays. I returned to Odessa in July. I started visiting the gym and I can say honestly that I have good progress. I became more athletic, and my stature became more attractive. So I’m happy that I started going in for sports. And July I spent with my friends. We went to the cinema, visited cafes, took photos, went shopping. And August I also spent with my friends. I'm without a flicker of regret it. And I hope that you too. And I want to wish good autumn for everybody. Believe in your dreams and be happy. 

The awful night

This night was awful. I wouldn’t better reminisce to this mouse. It visited me. I was sleeping, and suddenly I opened my eyes, I heard some noise. It was out from the wall. I screamed, took my teddies and blanket, and went down to the kitchen, where I spent my last night hours. And everything would be okay, unless the mosquito, who wanted to eat me. And I was fighting with this mosquito till 3:30 am. At 6:30 am I had to wake up. I had my gym lessons. In the gym I was absolutely sleepy. And then in the car I was sleeping. And I beg this mouse not to disturb me during my sleep time, because this time is my favorite time. I stay with myself and I can dream, and sleep. This two monsters (mouse and mosquito) ruined my day. 

And I drew this picture by myself
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Autumn???

Autumn is closer and closer. Very soon we’ll again take out the wardrobe our warm coats. More often I’ll drink tea and watch the TV, sitting in the nice warm blanket. I’ll wear my lovely UGG. I like them, because my feet are in heat, and UGG are very soft and comfortable. It’s not an add , no. It’s just my opinion. I like winter and surely I like snow, snowballs and I like to build snowmen. Wintertime it’s my favorite time. I can feel a real magic power and I can find a miracle, a small Christmas miracle. Maybe I love winter because I start to reminisce my childhood. I reminisce my granny. I love her very very much. I love her with infinity love. She died nearly a year ago. She had the cancer. And doctor said that he could do nothing. My soul even now feels the sorrow. My granny and I, we had so many plans, we wanted to do a lot of things together. It’s unfairly, that she died. She had to live and live, and live. She was absolutely unique person. She was very strict but in that time she was very tender and caring. And I can’t believe that she is not with me now. I believe that she hear all my thoughts and all my prays. I believe that she looks after me. I know that she is my angel. And I miss her so much. I want to hug her, but instead I hug my teddies. Every day I think about her, about my granny, about my friend. And I remember all our travels, our funny moments, our journeys. It’s autumn. It’s nearly autumn.

One story about me

It was Sunday. I was laying in my bed and watching the TV. The day was absolutely lazy and perfect. I woke up at 1 pm , ate my breakfast (cornflakes with milk, and then a cup of tea) All day long I was watching the TV, and hours disappeared by miracles. I remember it was 9 pm, when I suddenly heard something strange, and then I glimpsed a mouse. Small grey mouse. And ,surely, I screamed, because I'm afraid mouses. At 2 am , when I went to sleep, I thought that this mouse was sleeping somewhere. And you only can imagine how great was my amazement when I saw this mouse, running from out my bed. I took all my blankets and my teddies with whom I sleep and moved to the kitchen. I had to sleep on the small bench with the mattress. That night was absolutely crazy. But now I don't hear this mouse. And even miss it.

Thoughts

In a few weeks I will go to Cambridge. I will leave my lovely home, my friends, parents, my school, teachers, usual shops, sweet places. I will leave my usual life. I will have a new chance, a new life.

Everything is new from my bedroom till my new friends and habits. And I can’t believe in that. Of course I understand everything, but my heart can’t realise that this year I won’t return to my school, I won’t have usual lessons with my crazy friends, I won’t open school doors. Some part of my soul doesn’t want to change something.

I’m going. In two weeks I will leave. But now I have one summer week. This week it’s only mine and my close people. I want that this week will be unforgettable for me. And I want to spend every day from this week with a great pleasure. With my favourite people, with my real friends. I hope that they will remember me, like I remember them. We had a lot of sweet and crazy moments, and I know that in the future we will have them even more than we’ve ever had. 

About me

I like writing. But unfortunately I don't know what about I should write. I have some stories and they maybe can be nice, but all of them have one great problem: they haven't an ending. I don't know how to end my stories, all my ideas fly away. English is not my mother language, some words I look for in the translator and sometimes I have stupid mistakes in my stories. My first language is Russian. I like writing in Russian, I know a lot of beautiful words to describe my feelings. I don't have to open the translator every new and then. But in Russian not many people will be able to understand me. And I started writing in English. I don't know if you understand what I wanted to say, and I don't know if all the words are right, but I hope that someone likes my stories. Maybe they are usual, boring and absolutely not interesting, but if even one person likes them, I will write, write and write. Every writer needs a reader, even one reader can bring the writer extraordinary happiness. Every soul should have someone, who will bring him an inspiration and hope. And I think , I have such a soul, I hope that I have him/her. 

My cute small town

I love my town. Its small narrow streets which are covered with the dust. I like its beautiful views. You can find something unusual nearly everywhere. People are going somewhere, cars are moving. Everything is in life. In autumn leaves fall down from trees, they start flying in the air and eventuve they land and covered the pavement by themselves. I like autumn. I wear my raincoat and I walk around the park, streets... I like spending the time with the people who are very important for me. With one my friend we can walk around the streets during infinity hours. We talk about nothing and I even can't imagine my life without this my friend. I will miss that time , when I go to England. But I will remember all our steps, kisses, our sweet moments.
I love my town and I love the people who live in that town. Some of them give me the happiness and I don't want it to end. I LOVE my memories. I L O V E THEM. And I love not just them. 

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ME me ME

Sun, wind and an azure coast. What could be better? Breeze is gently touching my face, arms and legs, touching hot sand. Blue waves are stretching to my legs. And I'm just sitting on this picturesque coast. I'm enjoying the sun, the sea, the sky, which is incredible blue, like someone painted it. Some people are passing me.

I want  to do nothing, just lying on the sand and enjoying the time. I have forgotten about everything, my soul wants to fly. And I'm closing my eyes and imagine: I can FLY. SPACE. Absolute darkness. No one is around me. Scary loineliness is covering me with its coat. 

Believe?

The sun is rising. Beautiful orange, yellow, purple and even grey colours are painting the sky. It's like a picture of unknown painter. The sea is breathing. Its waves are moving, they are so calm and pretty. I think, that I'm watching a film, but I am only standing on the seaside in the morning, in the GOOD morning.
It's amazingly interesting to watch the sea. Imagine what life under the water is: mermaids, fish, ancient boats and maybe Sponge Bob. The sea is relaxing me. If I have some worrying thoughts I always go to the sea, put on my earphones and sit on the bench, observing the sea. I forget all my troubles. Light breeze waves my hair. It's a P A R A D I S E. The best place in the world. I can concentrate and solve some serious problems that trouble me. The sea will always help me.
Believe in miracles , it's so important for today.
Just start to B E l i e v e.

Summer and me

Only in summer you can sit all night long and observe stars. You can imagine whatever you want, and even you can believe in it. If you have a friend who can spend heaps of time with you: you speak about nothing, you lough like crazy, you have a real fun, you trust each other, it's absolutely fantastic, amazing, cool. That means you have a kindred sppirit, which will with you whatever will happen.