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С неба

From the sky
This morning in my coat pocket I found a shining star. It had pointy sides and a warm body. I tightly squeezed my pocket with my hand- so no one could see how bright it shined.
-Hi, - said the star. – I’m a star. But who are you?

-I am Misha, -I answered. –How did you get here?

-From the sky. I fell down… Will you let me go?-asked the star.

-Yes, - I said.-Of course tonight!

When it turned dark, I put the star in my hands, took the star to an open window, and it flew up to an open window, and it started to fly back up to the sky.

On the next morning I found the star in my pocket again.

-Hi! – I said. Did you fall from the sky again?

-Nope, - said the star. –I did it on purpose … Will you let me go, right?

-Yes, - I said. – Like always, you know…
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Комментарий члена жюри: Сибелан Форрестер
22/03/2018
Милый рассказ, и это чувствуется в переводе.
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