A person can do a lot when he is possessed by evil or has mental illness. The first days everything was fine. He played with the children and was very sociable, so the surviving pioneers said.
I read in a book what it is, maybe. People can dig themselves out of the grave, although it is difficult. Said the girl with the glasses in the corner. She was sitting alone. In appearance, my age, the face is too simple and uncomplicated, and you can hardly remember it. She studied in another class, was not friends with any of ours, but she wanted to go to the camp with us. Gray mouse, here is its exact description. But there are hunters for such simpletons. Everyone can go much more than he thinks. We still know so little about our body and its capabilities.
Again, our arrogant Olya spoke out. She cant keep silent when she needs to. Said the blonde, who was sitting next to Antonina Mikhailovna, her favorite Elsa, the best student in the class after me, her father is the director of the printing house. Such a beauty that thoughts were confused, looking at her. If you see her once, you will remember forever how they differed from each other. And youre all lying, they dont write this in books.
Do not say that Elsa about Olya, she is a smart girl and if she said that she read about it, then its true. Said the witch teacher, adjusting her glasses and wrinkling her face, how stupid she looks when she does that. And you, how do you know what they write in such books, you have never opened them in your life. You read only what is included in the school course.
We laughed, its always easier to laugh at another than to admit that you are also the same as them. But I read a lot of books. I dont even know at what age, maybe always.
Still, I dont believe it. Youd better continue Victor, its interesting, even though everything is your invention, but you talk so interestingly. Elsa smiled at me, my face turned red from such a smile. Your voice calms me, maybe Ill fall asleep. And that is a long road.
After five days, everyone forgot that he was new. This is what he was waiting for. He performed a terrible ceremony at the cemetery, three kilometers from the pioneer camp, and killed the local dog «Silver». I dont know if he managed to summon a dark entity, but he himself, taking an ax, cut down five pioneers, a leader and a director.
According to your initial words, there was no counselor and director. The girl Olya, the daughter of a well-known scientific chemist in narrow circles and his laboratory assistant, who is twenty years younger than him, looked shyly at me in glasses. And shes pretty when she looks under her glasses. We must remember this Olya, a good fallback for me if Katya sends. You cannot always hope for success in everything. Im not a fool. She is smart, which means you can provide such arguments that she will have nothing to cover them with.
The leader was found the next day near the camp near one dug up grave. But then no one was buried there, who was buried there was never recognized. Its a secret. I made a meaningful pause and continued. The director was found in the lake.
Did they find the killer? It became interesting to the witch, she did not often listen to me like that. Or she, knowing my answer, decided to scare everyone, she loves when she is afraid.
Not. Thats where all the salt is. They searched for him for two weeks, but they never found him. The article says that local residents from neighboring villages say that at night he wanders around the camp in search of his victims and whistles. Therefore, journalists called him a maniac «Whistler». Here is the story of the camp we are going to.
What kind of stupid name is that?
Light do not say that, I read in the newspaper that he walked around the camp and whistled, thats what they called it. He was also called «Ripper» and «Lumberjack», but I like «Whistler» better. And the worst thing is that he buried all the pioneers and they never found him. He may still be alive and wandering around this camp.
The cemetery is scary. Why is it near the pioneer camp? Katya was clearly afraid of such places. How cute. She even had an eyebrow twitching, you dont often see her like that.
The cemetery is specially made for those children who do not obey adults. The teacher laughed. Shes so cheerful when shes not at work. Even began to respect her more. But it wasnt long. Just kidding, of course, you were told that they were built for the prison. You didnt think that the state would bury all sorts of garbage next to worthy people like you or me.
Knowing how people are judged in our country, its stupid to talk like that. But she was not smart, our witch teacher. I exchanged glances with Petka, he thought she was crazy, even showed a sign. I involuntarily laughed. We heard everything.
I see our Viktorchik funny. He always reacts inappropriately to death and everything connected with it. He seems to be laughing at her. The witch made an ominous face, as she did when she gave me deuces. «Death may laugh at you one day. And maybe it will be very soon.
I was afraid of her words, I swallowed a lump in my throat. She can scare when she wants to. I dont know where this anger comes from in her, maybe it has developed over the years of working with children. We can be very capricious, well, at least the others are not me and Petka, we are two angels.
The leader was fed up with it all. Although he is frail in appearance, he does not have unlimited patience.
Enough about that. We are going to a fun summer camp to relax and have fun. The past of this place should not worry you. You are still children and do not understand much in life. I need this job to pay off my debts, I wont let you get in my way. I still have to pay for my studies at the institute.
For a moment, his eyes turned red. I did not like it. He is not a simple counselor, as he wants to seem. But who is he? Fantasy was already drawing intricate pictures of who he could be. Children have a vivid imagination, and I knew it, although I considered myself quite an adult. But to overcome the last barrier on this path, I need only one thing, and this is what I want to get this summer. I noticed that the bespectacled Olya was staring at me, looking with interest as I look at Katya, and she does not hide it. Here are the new perspectives, an inner voice told me, but I drowned it out and smiled at her. Her face flushed and she smiled at me. It is necessary that Katya be jealous, this is the best way for me to win her over, however, it is described in one book on seduction that I read specially before the trip. «You have to be ready for anything, son,» my adoptive father tells me, he is right as always.
Its good that you understand me. The counselor was pleased that we were silent, he took it for a victory, I will not argue with him. His appearance was too formidable, not even a look, but an aura, I have not experienced this before. The air became heavy and smelled of burnt paper, it became hard to breathe. Something squeezed his throat, but then let go. Now we will act according to the scenario of the trip. Did everyone understand me?
He glared at us menacingly, we nodded. No one wanted to argue with him, even the witch accepted his authority, for the first time I see this. She even puts our headmaster Pyotr Leonidovich in his place when he walks next to her or tries to speak. He himself complained to me about this, how he hired her on the basis of a personal letter from the governor. It was hard to see a sixty-year-old man who almost cried about this. But thats his problem and I dont feel sorry for him. All that worries me is Katka, although I knew that this is age-related, but you cant argue with hormones and you cant crush arguments, they will walk over you like a concrete rink and leave nothing from you that was before. Difficult stage of growing up.