Saturday, July 2, 2011

My Father Gets on the Train

I was four years old when one day my family and I went to the station. The train was there waiting for the passengers. Did I know what to expect? No. Suddenly, my father was on the train waving to us. I remember I wasn't allowed to cry for him. I knew I will receive a punishment if I showed how sad I was. My child's brain came up with a solution - "Mummy I have a stomach ache" - I cried. The train began to move. My father was leaving us. I couldn't measure the distance in miles, I was so young, but I understood - it meant I won't see my dad for a very long time.

Introduction

If you thought witches are part of ancient times or heroines of imaginary stories, well you are wrong! They live among as. They can be your neighbor, your relative or even your mother. 
Their modern name is sociopath. You can't recognize them. Usually they are smart, they know they are not like others and they imitate other people feelings. Why they have to imitate? Simply- because they don't have their own. Empathy is losers trait, being fer is ideology of fools, love is desire to possess something or someone - that's how a witch sees the world around her.