"This is crazy," Igor thought. It was five in the morning. It was still a couple hours before dawn. His cat, Vaska, was already demanding food, running around the room and screaming. Igor had no choice but to get out of bed and go to feed his pet.

In a dark, dense forest lived a boy named Tim. He was an orphan and had to live on his own. He remembered his parents, they had died about 5 years ago. They had been attacked by some beast. Since then the boy lived alone.

No! Instead, it occurs to the cats that people like the hassle, even if they're kicking themselves, swearing, sort of arguing.

The dreaded word culling stabbed at the delicate kitty ears, the tips of which had already begun to gray, as Siamese are supposed to do, because they are born white. But in this litter, one cat-girl's ears were turning feathery, and the breeder of club cats was nervous.

Diana and Kirill studied in parallel classes. David Manukyan was new in Diana's class. He was half Armenian and practiced basketball. And when Diana saw him for the first time, she realized that she was missing. She constantly tried to catch David's eye, and even went to basketball games. And Kirill's heart broke when he saw it.

In one small seaside town there was a coffee house called Primorskoe Cappuccino. This institution was very much loved by locals and vacationers, because here they prepared the most delicious drinks and food, and most importantly, this coffee house was located right on the seashore. And the history of this coffee house was also unusual.....

One night, the townspeople saw some strange lightning flickering over the roofs of the houses. At first the townspeople were frightened, because many of them were very afraid of thunderstorms, but then they realized that it was something else, because no one had heard thunder. So they calmed down, and many people began to admire the lightning, for it was very beautiful.

Our parents are dentists, they work in a private clinic, and on the day when Sveta's class was supposed to go on an outing to the forest, both of them were busy. So, I was the only "senior" in the family. I was well prepared, even took a real compass. On the road and during the walk nothing particularly interesting happened. But when I was about to return home, I suddenly noticed with horror that I had lost sight of my sister!

Anyone who met little Suok in the street would not have noticed anything unusual about her. She was just an ordinary girl, with gray eyes, dark hair in an unruly ponytail, and blue overalls. At first glance, this was a very ordinary girl. But only at first glance. The thing is that Suok's parents were... circus performers.

My daughter finished school and moved away. She entered an institute in another city. It didn't take long for time to pass. Everything seems normal. Life goes on as usual. You realize in your head that it should be so. Children grow up and fly away from under the parental wing. And that's the right thing to do. But it's hard on the heart.

I got here at night. In the middle of a huge hall, I stood barefoot on the concrete floor. Two men in white coats approached me. Their faces were hidden-just like the place they were taking me to. The corridors hid a passage, at the end of which was an unremarkable door. Broken vases, strange paintings that depicted faces contorted in pain, it was not a pleasant place.

Once upon a time there was a girl named Tonya. She was nine years old, and at first glance, Tonya was no different from other girls. But only at first glance. Tonya had been sickly for as long as she could remember, and for a while she even thought that she had been like that since birth. But no - her mother and grandparents said that wasn't true.