This summer I went to Grandma, in the neighboring town. This city is very small and almost merges with the forest. By among the city blocks rise mighty pines. My grandmother and I often gathered mushrooms and berries there and just walked around. I really like this forest. There is something mysterious and unusual in it. Even in Grandma's city there is a river. It is quite small, but it has a lot of fish. We often went there to swim and sunbathe. Everyone had a lot of fun.
I once woke up at night. Outside the window was very beautiful. I went outside. In the sky there was a full moon. It was very beautiful and I went to her side. She shone right above the forest. I went to the forest and started walking on it. Lately, adults have forbidden to go there and I was very upset. At night, the forest seemed even more fabulous. And then I got lost. I have not seen where the moon shines. The forest was small, but wherever I went, I could not find my way home. I sat down near a pine tree and wept. I was very scared. From everywhere I thought horrible monsters.
And I heard a rustle, he came from behind ...
I turned around and saw two bright yellow eyes. Behind them came a few more pairs. They came out of the shadows a little and I saw animals, they looked like dogs, but a little more. The one that was closest to me, rose on its hind legs and something else croaked to the rest. Those also rose and surrounded me. They said something, but I did not understand them. Then from the shadow, on the other side, two large red eyes appeared. I was scared even more. A bear came out of the shadows, I saw them in the picture. He got up on his hind legs and snarled menacingly. The dogs squatted down and attacked the bear. The bear beat them and they flew off to the sides. One dog clung to the bear's paw. He howled and threw her away somewhere far away. From there, I heard a howl and all the rest fled there. The bear came up to me. It became scary, scary, I closed my eyes and everything was gone.
I woke up already on my bed. Sitting next to Grandmother. I told her about my dream. She said that terrible dreams are good afternoon. I got up and went to wash. For breakfast were fritters. When Grandma put the plate on the table, I saw that her hand was bandaged. I asked what happened and Grandma said it burned. The remaining days were bright and carefree. Summer is the best time of the year!
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