My eyes slowly open, a white empty roof, machines behind, with some conected to me, elderly people breathing deeply with a frightened and pale faces surround me where am I??? I quickly sit up a tree stands tall looking wise, birds chirp with their silk voices 'where am I???', 'Questions, questions,questions is that all your about', 'Who's their', 'See their you are again blablabla' the voice said in a joking sound as he hopped around the tree happily and showed himself to me. 'What, did you just talk,' he looked around, 'Who me' 'Yes you, who are you?
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Life is like a Camera
Przygodowe"I'm sitting on a hill all alone"... "I weep all day long, I admit it, I'm all alone" This is a story of a camera meeting a young girl. Their bond becomes strong throughout thick and thin and life guides us through destiny till misfortune pulls us...
