Based on true facts. The story of my uncle's voice is a story of the story.
In the cold winter night -
five friends sat on the
fire of straw!
Suddenly, the evil intellect was playing on the head, I
said ,
if you go to sweet bottala.
Many fears in the bottle night, in the evening at night,
or the ghosts
sit at the fairs of the fairs.
Fear of fear became convinced that he
would be alone in the beta
.
As a proof, leaving a pillar,
boldly pulled it in the
foot.
It is very courageous to understand that it is dead,
or the
demons come back from behind !
The bumps are broken
down into the belt, and they can be seen when the moon turns into a ghost
.
Fearing a lot of fear, one ran away from the moon, and lost consciousness in the cravings of
sweet food
.
In the morning, I saw the moon under the pillar,
he was
afraid to think that he was a ghost .