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С неба / Наталья Евдокимова
From the sky
In the morning I found a star in my jacket’s pocket. It had slightly pointy edges and it was warm. I tried to keep the pocket closer to myself – so then nobody would see the glow of the star.
- Hello - she said – I am a star, who are you?
- I am Misha – I answered - How did you get here?
- From the sky. I fell… Are you going to let me go? – Asked the star.
- Of course – I said – Sure thing, tonight!
Just when it got dark, I’ve put it on my palm, reached to the open window, and it flew up.
But in the morning I found a star in my pocket again.
- Hi! – I said – Did you fall on accident again?
- No – said the star – I did it on purpose… You are going to let me go tonight, Right?
- Yes – I said – like always, you know that…
In the morning I found a star in my jacket’s pocket. It had slightly pointy edges and it was warm. I tried to keep the pocket closer to myself – so then nobody would see the glow of the star.
- Hello - she said – I am a star, who are you?
- I am Misha – I answered - How did you get here?
- From the sky. I fell… Are you going to let me go? – Asked the star.
- Of course – I said – Sure thing, tonight!
Just when it got dark, I’ve put it on my palm, reached to the open window, and it flew up.
But in the morning I found a star in my pocket again.
- Hi! – I said – Did you fall on accident again?
- No – said the star – I did it on purpose… You are going to let me go tonight, Right?
- Yes – I said – like always, you know that…
