A Diary Or A Bracelet?

At 1:30 pm the school bell rang. I ran towards the school gate. My physics teacher called me to the Library. I went with him. He took a book from the first shelf and told me to read the first and the last page. When I opened the first page, it was written about my physics teacher there. Then I read the last page and it shocked me. On that page there was nothing but some skull pictures.

Then suddenly a bone fell down from the book. I bent down to take that bone. When I took it in my hand, I found it was wet. Then I looked around and there was nobody. My eyes were searching for my physics teacher. I thought that he left the Library. I ran towards the Library gateway. I searched everywhere but did not find my teacher. My heart beats were too fast. I didn't know what to do!

Without informing any of the teachers I left the school. I reached home and ran towards my room quickly. I started to read the book. When I finished, I found out it was actually a diary! But I did not read the last page yet. When I opened the last page, only the blood was there. I was surprised because the blood was in liquid state. The pages were not wet by that blood except the last one.

I made a phone call to my physics teacher. His wife picked up the phone. She informed me that her husband died in the morning. I was shocked and scared. Then I walked towards the table to look at the diary. But that diary disappeared and only a bracelet in the skull shape was left. I was confused so much. I took that bracelet and threw it out of my window.

Still I don’t understand what it was, a diary or a bracelet! And the connection of my physics teacher with it. And from that day I have never seen my physics teacher again. Really, everything was unexplained to me! 

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Girls, The desire to lose weight

Everyone once in my life felt an irresistible desire to something in itself to change. I, as a woman, I feel this desire almost every month, because the desire to be perfect, probably occurs in each of the fair sex.

Now I would like to talk about one of these desires - the desire to lose weight.

Recently, the Internet is full of articles that the girl should (not, should not, and obliged!) To be slim, because in today's world the fullness of now "is not in vogue." And, accordingly, the girls produced a psychological setting to "lose weight to the norms of the world." We are trying by any means to take the very form that is considered ideal. We sit down on exhausting diets, we buy tickets in sports, swimming pool, we record in dance clubs, only to "get better."

Psychological installation on weight reduction. Is this good effect on health? Does this affect privacy?

I will give some real examples.

Example №1. The girl (let's call her Anna) sought to be ideal for her boyfriend. Personally, I was familiar with it and I can say with confidence that the full, it never was. So ... a little tummy, and that's all. But the desire to lose weight overrode. And, being of sound mind, she sat on a diet, in order to throw 10 kilos up to the ideal weight, which for its growth showed some questionable plaque on the Internet. Very villages. Very sharp. I saw her only six months, approximately. Man did not know ... And no, not for the better, it changed. I took off. During the first month 10 kg, as wanted. For the second month in a further 10, as the body began to refuse to take enough food for normal healthy people. I think to say about the state of her health, which is still recovering luminaries of medicine there. As for the effect on her personal life. Boyfriend broke up with her when she fell ill in hospital with exhaustion. Voila!

Example №2. My neighbor in the rented apartment. It's an incredibly complex person. She is so obsessed with his desire that binds him absolutely everything that happens in her life. Gone guy? "That's because I'm fat." In the post gave the other girl? "This is because it is thinner than me." The witness at the wedding of a friend chose another? "This is because in the weight category do not fit." And so all the time. About six months ago she began to walk on some courses, which offer drink cocktail instead of the usual meal. We have the whole kitchen just littered with all sorts of these jars, for which you need to lay out each month few amount. You may ask: "Are there any results?" Yes. Minus 2 kg in six months. What commitment! What result! This masterpiece is simple! Yes, I scoff. For her insanity left, and the weight of all did not go away. I invite her to enroll in a gym, but this can not be done on this diet. Accordingly, she refuses. While health is not affected. A personal life is limited to work and home, for "the one I need until I'm fat." She, by the way, is currently 28 years.

Example №3. Private. My name is Julia, a rise of half a meter, my weight is 45 kg. About 4 years ago I was 12 kilograms denser. And the desire to lose weight and I was touched. Being a man of sports, I enrolled in the pool (a good thing, I will tell you). And I sat on the so-called "body-drying". Very removed from their diet salt, sugar, butter, but in general all the spices and additives to food. He has grown thin. In one month. I am boasting? No. Because the problem with the body I started relatively recently, when abruptly began to hurt the pancreas. Thank God that I was smart enough not to tie the pursuit of the ideal weight of a personal life. Always thought, "the main thing that was a good man", so the desire to lose weight had no effect on relations with the people.

Three examples. And all three are completely different. The desire to lose weight - this is certainly great, as long as it does not become the main your desire until the crosses your personal life. Diet and health? Well, here again, on time is not necessary. Who has what body.

The fair sex, appeal to you! Do not put their desire for an ideal above all else. Yes, we have to be beautiful. But man is not so much color external beauty as the beauty of the soul. Thanks to all.

P.S. By the way, an example №4. Valya. That is direct Valya! I never sit on a diet and felt that it forms large figure does not spoil. She married and happily married, had two heroes. And her husband doted, because our Valyusha so sweet, kind and positive person that you fall in love with it for its content and not the "wrapper"

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When they grow wiser?

You know what I suddenly realized? We - no longer the coolest generation. We - the losers, who in no way understand.

I agree, too gloomy start to talk about the modern student. Today I want to express tirade in their address and understand certain issues.

Pushed me, or rather, was the last straw for writing this article, post the following lines:

"Hello. My name is Paulina. I'm thirteen years old. I am fond of psychology. I listen to anything. Sometimes I drink in company. I am looking for 14-16".

And if you think I'm going to talk about the relationship of thirteen years of age or alcohol use in this age, you are greatly mistaken.

Have you ever noticed that the fashion among schoolchildren - to ascribe to themselves the extra services? Yes, I'm talking about the line: "I am fond of psychology." How often have you had to deal with here thirteen, fourteen, twelve-year (and so forth.) Girls who regard themselves as experts in any field?

I even venture to say that ninety-five percent of these "definitely talent" who had seen snotty series where the protagonist distributes "invaluable advice" minor characters, never seen in the eyes of textbooks on psychology.

Can you say, by what technique these people "work"? Do not look for options, I will answer this question. Techniques not. No search problems. No options to solve it. There is an illusion. The illusion created by a long conversation, the contents of which can be laid in a single phrase: "Hammer, all the rules."

You want a secret? A smart man would never say that he is smart. Do you know why? Because he knows only a small part of what he wanted to know. And he is aware of this fact.

But now the students stopped to seek something personal achievements. You can take credit for what you want to achieve and tell everyone that you are masterfully understand this. Say, "I have a DSLR I - the photographer.". But here's the catch: the presence of a scalpel will not make you a surgeon.

They are no criteria for the assessment of own activity. They believe that the presence of five per cent of basic knowledge is enough to inflate it to a state of "Expert Level. God."

Not so long ago was arguing with a schoolgirl on a credit system. She argued that it is not necessary that every student can self assess themselves. Here we must clearly understand that before you evaluate yourself, you must learn to do it.

The child can write the word "dog" by "and" (both hears and writes), and in his personal assessment system - all right. And what is the result? I know one man who late forties, and he had only the word "Hello" allows four errors. Flaws teachers? I doubt it.

Digress, let's continue. There is another interesting group of schoolchildren. Honestly, I have not even thought until recently that it touches me personally, but it happened. I'm talking about those who are not just creating an image and stealing it. Yes, plagiarism. Plagiarist main problem lies in the fact that he too is interested in trying to keep up with any style of his behavior, so to speak, an idol.

One can endlessly hiding behind fake, hiding her face from prying eyes, lies to grow around him, but the little tea bag always comes to the surface with sufficient water. You understood my hint, dear? This paragraph is specifically for you.

Let us return to the subject. For what you need all this pathos about his person? The answer is simple: P - popularity. All of these thirteen students prefer to live in my head, where "I have two friends mower" - their ardent fans who layknut any nonsense, will give a present for your "definitely beautiful eyes" and will be infinitely admire the fact that you have a DSLR.

We understand what happened? The substitution of human values. These students take for those who they want to be, but what they are not. They are incredibly alone, but by creating the illusion of a sound "pop" themselves in it believe.

Before the students give pleasure - to pull a ton of shit in the comments, I conclude that as long as they need this illusion, they are great psychologists, photographers from God immensely talented singers, great actors ... Maybe someday they will be able to get rid of this illusion. Maybe.

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Winter Monster

I live near a hill with a small tree line, so it looks like a small forest. Ever since I was little my Grandma talked about a dog-like monster living in the small forest next to my house. She said it comes out during the colder months and feeds on fear. Of course I didn't believe her, it just seemed like an old wives tale. Untill one night...

I was walking home from a friends place I didn't feel tired so I decided to take a long walk, next to the forest. I was a minute away from home when I heard a strange noise, it sounded like there was some kind of commotion going on in the bushes, but I was not sure. Then I got a text message and stopped to get my phone out of my pocket when I heard a growling noise, I figured it was just a dog. So I got a rock and threw it at the trees and the bushes. I continued on my way home. Suddenly I felt an extremely cold wind and looked at the forest and saw two big yellow eyes moving towards me. I figured it was just my imagination, then the eyes started following me in the dark.

The closer I got to my house, the closer the eyes got to me. I froze for a second then started to run, at the gate I dropped my keys and thought "Oh great" I forgot the fact that I was scared and something was following me. I turned around and the eyes were gone and there was no strange wind. I got into my house wondering what the heck happened

Since that day I started to believe in all those stories about something in the woods. Even today I get chills walking there alone. I never found out what happend that night, nor will I try...

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The Unfamiliar Soul

What I will tell is a fact that has tormented my family for years, my grandparents arrived in a town called Santa Ines around 1978, so they bought this house and a huge ground, as this city is an important city here in my state, some of my other relatives came to stay in the house while they were sick, as then health was precarious through this city, many of them could not resist and ended up dying...

As the house is very large, but badly divided, has only four bedrooms, guests were always in the third room hall. It is precisely in this room that the strange phenomena they see happening until today in this house, I spent my entire childhood in this house never happened to me anything because I never slept in that room, but who was visiting and who was staying in that room for a few days, always saw and heard something overnight.

Some time passed, the house went through a series of renovations, the room was very nice then after a while my aunt Sarah decided to move to this room. Then the strange phenomena began to happen again. Some nights were possible to hear Sarah moaning very loudly, we went to the room and we felt strange and when we arrived there we did not see anything, just she was really scared saying that something was choking her and she could not react. She said she saw a man of short stature and arms wide and could never see his face; she was without voice every time he appeared to her.

I would prefer not to believe in this phenomenon, but when that happened it was very impressive by the state in which people who visit us is always reporting that they saw the same man of short stature and wide arms.

What he wants, we never knew and also don't know who he is, none of our grandparents knew it, until today he is disturbing people who sleep in that room.

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Did I See A Ghost?

The story I'm about to tell you is my encounter with something strange during my 10th grade at Study Camp. Yes, I said it, "SOMETHING", because I still don't know what it really was.

Since our class was a group of only 12, they put us in two rooms, All the girls slept in one room and boys in the other. All the beds are two stories-bed /bunk-beds, so we joined them all together to make some space in the room. My bestfriend and I got the bottom bunks and the other 4 got the top bunks.

THE ENCOUNTER (?):

I don't remember the exact date, but it was the month of November and the cold air of winter was already upon us. I remember waking up when someone pulled down my blanket. Feeling irritated, I looked up and saw someone sitting up right next to my bestfriend, I can't see her, profile but the room was completely dark so I couldn't see face. She has long big bushy hair. Since there is only one person having hair like that in our class I just assumed it was her. I asked her "what's wrong"? Without answering me, she went back to bed, vanishing from my view. After a few minutes I fell asleep.

That morning I woke up around 6 am, brushed my teeth, and went back to the dorm, when I got there I saw her making her bed on the top bunk, I was a little curious so I asked her about last night, she said she didn't come down to my bed, let alone slept in it, I can see from her face she wasn't joking. My curiosity got the best of me, so I asked all the girls. After asking the last girl, that's when it hit me, I felt a chill run through me.

I still think back to that day wondering what really happened. Was I just dreaming? Can a dream be that clear and and in a way that vivid? Guess I'll never know.

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