Once upon a time there lived a woman. Indeed, she lived in the deserted house. Every day, going out, nursed her garden and she felt safe. Until the time ... One day when I got up in the morning, she felt something strange. Immediately went into the bathroom and industry face with cold water. It did not help. quite the contrary. In addition, she felt that something was stuck in it. I no longer feel the joy of nurturing a garden. (2 months later). Approaching Christmas. Woman still kept in a hidden power, and finally decided that someone needs to tell you what it feel. She went to church, prayed. She asked only of solitude and tranquility. A few days later she died. Nobody ever knew why, but to this day it is said that her garden was very dangerous. Indeed, she nursed the flowers, which produced highly toxic poison. It also appeared that she killed them, their husbands. (They were 7). It was a lesson to be misplaced feelings.
